The Legend of the Flower Demon Lord

Chapter 6 - First step to a Demon Lord Rebirth - Capture a Dragon

Chapter 6 – Welcome to your funeral! First step to a Demon Lord Rebirth – Capture a Dragon

“…Mother…Tell my mother, if I don’t make it…sniffle…that I…I…I didn’t make the strawberry streusels I sent her every week! Elli did! …mine…wasn’t even made of strawberry…it was apple…and broke…and…Wah-”

With each word, the tears welled up in Felly’s eyes, threatening to overflow. At last, the tears escaped like a waterfall, and her words were muffled in sobs.

“Don’t worry! Your streusel tasted fine too.”

Angie rubbed her arm comfortingly. However, even though she wanted to look concerned, the long nails from Felly’s trembling clutching hand dug dangerously into her skin, making her expression waver into a flinch from time to time.

“Fine?! It tasted fine?! It was so burned, it looked like a dragon had eaten and thrown it up! I’m even failing the lovely pastry class!”

As Felly started, nails digging in deeper, tears streaming down like a flood, Angie’s expression looked even more torn. Facial muscles labored greatly, her lips pulling up painfully as she tried to smile, her free hand robotically patting the now sobbing Felly.

“What’s this? A touching scene from a Barbodian tragedy play? Like anything will even happen here…I totally wasted my time.”

In the back, Felyn snorted haughtily. When she finished speaking, she threw a glare my way, adding, “How are you going to make up for this? It’s not even scary! And the only man here is that dog who is drooling as he follows you around with his tail-”

As if she had suddenly noticed something unspeakable, Felyn shivered unconsciously.

“How dare you talk that way to Elli, you-”

With a sudden transformation, Ezekiel turned with eyes fierce and ablaze. His back was no longer slouched, his lean muscles from arduous hours of work-out stretching. As if even the wind had sensed the need to intervene in this scene, the horribly stiff, stale air suddenly became a fresh, cold evening breeze flowing from the broken window. The golden brown locks glowed slightly as they stirred softly.

The words that had overflowed from his mouth were so harsh, the anger he felt too intense to express, that he couldn’t even seem able to finish his sentence. Instead of his face contorting into an ugly and hateful expression, it turned hard and cold, contrasting with the fierceness of his eyes.

Felyn couldn’t even become angry. Her eyes had become so wide, her mouth agape. After a few seconds of entrancement, she slowly turned my way, face still stiff, “You…really have a talent for making men become ugly.”

 “…”

I felt no need to answer, and just smiled.

You think I don’t know?! You think I didn’t notice that even that damn tail disappeared?! I cursed silently in my heart. And her eyes even have to look so vacant and mesmerized…tch!

“Kyaaaaaaaa!”

Felly suddenly screamed as she heard a noise.

That must hurt…No one can beat Felly’s nails when it comes to sharpness, after all! She is always filing them…Haha… I sympathized silently in my heart as I saw Angie’s painful expression. There was no possibility of escape. I was just glad it hadn’t been me today.

“What’s all that noise for?! I already told you! There is nothing to be scared of! Nothing will happen, alright?! Nothing!”

Felyn suddenly snapped angrily at Felly, finally out of her daze. She bit her lip and her eyes turned to fire. Felly tried to defend herself amidst her sobs, however was soon interrupted, screaming even louder.