The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness - Chapter 209
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134. The Weeping Serpent (I)
The smoke of gunfire is washed away by the heavy rain.
The air is thick with the stench of charred flesh.
The grotesque remains of monsters are scattered, and on the streets, which have been nearly ground to dust, no other living shadows can be seen.
Yet the beast tamer is still alive, his black robe, once draped over him, has turned to ash in the fierce explosions, leaving only half of his body struggling in the rainwater that reaches his ankles.
“The vitality of you heretical believers always surprises me.” Mu En tilts his head, watching him, pulling out the dagger that Elizabeth had traced on him.
“What will it take for you to die immediately? To sever your head? To pierce your heart?”
“Gurgle…”
The beast tamer coughs up a few mouthfuls of black, foul blood, staring intently at Mu En, his eyes not only filled with hatred and malice but also a hint of delight.
“My… purpose… has been achieved. Without those external things… you are ultimately… just an ordinary person…”
“I see.” Mu En nods knowingly,
“You’re just cannon fodder, then? Your purpose is to exhaust my resources? So even the succubus fears such things.”
“Gurgle… Go… the High Priestess is waiting for you… you will… become her… food…”
Suddenly, the beast tamer’s eyes widen, his body contorting as he lets out a frenzied scream,
“Caw caw… food… you will all be food… the moon lives forever… the moon forever—”
“The moon is about to die.”
With an expressionless face, Mu En plunges the pure white dagger into the beast tamer’s heart, watching as the life in his eyes rapidly dissipates, softly murmuring:
“You are no exception…”
…
Mu En continues forward, following the cold, eerie presence that is the complete opposite of the heat within him.
However, after turning the corner ahead, Mu En suddenly finds the scenery before him somewhat familiar.
The chilling aura no longer points to a passable road but instead directs him to an inconspicuous family restaurant by the roadside.
Glancing at the familiar restaurant sign, Mu En remains composed and pushes the door open to enter.
A warmth, in stark contrast to the cold, envelops him.
Inside the narrow yet cozy family restaurant, soft candlelight flickers. A girl with thick, braided hair and slightly oversized black-framed glasses sits at the dining table, resting her chin on her hand, softly humming a beautiful tune.
On the table, a delicate feast has long been prepared, and the girl’s face is flushed, as lovely as a peach blossom, seemingly waiting for her beloved’s return.
Ding-a-ling.
The door opens, ringing the bell.
The girl looks up, her eyes sparkling with genuine joy as she sees the boy who has entered.
“Mu En, you… you really came.”
Mu En looked at the unmistakable joy on Shali’s face, and said nothing.
“Why… why aren’t you speaking? Are you shy?”
As she spoke, it was the girl who blushed first.
It felt like a first date with a beloved, and she shyly waved her hand,
“Come… come sit over here, Mu En.”
Mu En remained silent, obediently taking a seat in the chair prepared just for him, lowering his head to quietly examine the lavish dishes on the table.
The colors were vibrant, the aroma enticing; even Mu En, who was used to the finest cuisine, couldn’t help but feel his appetite stir, thoughts racing to grab the cutlery and indulge heartily.
“How is it? Do you like it?”
Shali’s eyes were fixed on Mu En, her expression filled with anticipation as she asked,
“I made it just for you. Do you like it?”
The candlelight flickered, casting a warm glow on her flushed cheeks, while soft music wafted from the corner, enhancing the atmosphere’s intimacy.
Mu En gazed quietly at the girl.
Her expression, her movements, the details—there wasn’t a hint of pretense.
Sitting before him was truly a naive and lovely girl.
Huh?
No, wait.
What do you mean “like”?
Isn’t Shali just a naive and lovely girl?
In a daze, it felt as if some invisible force was spreading; Mu En felt as if he were genuinely having a romantic candlelit dinner with a charming girl, and all those bloody monsters and sinister cultists were merely a distant nightmare after his exhaustion.
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Now that the dream was over, why bother dwelling on the unpleasantness of it?
A beautiful reality awaited him; shouldn’t he quickly savor the grand meal his lovely girlfriend had prepared and enjoy this carefree moment?
Mu En shook his head, and in his haze, everything from the dream faded away.
Right, Shali is my girlfriend; I should focus on enjoying this wonderful dinner with her. Why think about all that chaotic stuff?
After dinner, perhaps even more delightful things awaited him.
Mu En subtly shifted his gaze, looking at Shali’s smooth thigh hidden beneath her skirt, and as he thought of the pleasures to come, his throat tightened, a wave of heat passing through him… Huh? Why was it feeling a bit too warm?
It seemed like something was missing?
“Is something wrong?”
Seeing that Mu En was slow to start eating, Shali clutched the hem of her skirt, biting her lip, her expression pitifully delicate.
“Is it… is it that what I made doesn’t suit your taste, Mu En?”
“No, not at all.”
Mu En raised his head, staring at Shali, his eyes revealing genuine infatuation.
“It’s just that the food made by Shali is too beautiful; I didn’t know where to start.”
“Ah, Mu En really knows how to say nice things.”
Shali covered her flushed cheeks, incredibly shy.
Looking at Mu En, her eyes were particularly bright.
“Alright, let’s stop with these annoying words and eat quickly.”
Shali glanced at her rosy lips, her gaze teasing,
“After we finish eating, there’s still a follow-up program, you know.”
“Follow-up?”
Mu En’s eyes lit up, “Then I need to eat a bit faster.”
However, just as he picked up the knife and fork, his movements froze again, and he patted his head in annoyance,
“Ah, look at me, I was so busy looking at Shali that I forgot such an important thing.”
“Important thing?” Shali looked a bit confused, “What is it?”
“Of course, it’s to greet you. When visiting someone’s home, how can one not greet properly?”
Mu En put down his utensils, squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, carrying a hint of an ambiguous smile as he said:
“So, Shali, how is your father… doing?”
The music abruptly stopped.
The enchanting atmosphere was instantly shattered.
Shali’s blushing face suddenly froze.
“Fa… father? He…” Shali seemed like a doll that had gotten stuck, stammering, unable to articulate her words.
But before she could say anything more, she saw Mu En still wearing that strange smile, continuing to speak:
“Since we’ve greeted your father, then with you, Shali, we should have a heartfelt exchange, shouldn’t we?”
As the words fell.
It was as if a video being played suddenly froze.
One second, Mu En was still holding the knife and fork, ready to enjoy the meal.
The next second, what Mu En held was no longer the knife and fork, but… a pure white dagger.
One end of the dagger was held in Mu En’s palm, while the other end was accurately plunged into the girl’s heart.