The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness

Chapter 63

Chapter 63, The Whisper of the God of Love (Part Three)

“This is Master’s love, right?”

Eluka’s head was submerged in a pool of blood, as if she had penetrated some truth, her brows and eyes relaxing, so joyful.

“Truly worthy of being Master, even though I have tried so hard, Master always seems to understand love better than I do.”

“What the…?”

An retreated to the corner of the wall, unable to conceal the fear in her heart at this moment.

Is there really someone in this world who can live on with just a head?

“Ah, about this.”

As if seeing the fear and confusion in An’s eyes, Eluka’s head rolled over, rolling and rolling, until it reached An’s feet, then squinted her eyes, staring at An while giggling:

“Master doesn’t need to be afraid, oh, this is the power of love! As long as there is love, nothing is impossible!”

“Nothing is impossible… just the power of the evil god, right?”

An forced herself to calm down, gritting her teeth and saying: “Are you really content to become like this, Eluka?”

“Content? Why wouldn’t I be? I look great like this, don’t I? I’ve never felt this good before! ‘…”

“Alright, since Master is so serious in showing me the true meaning of love, I can’t let down Master’s painstaking efforts, oh.”

Eluka suddenly grinned, laughing grotesquely, her eyes shimmering with an eerie glow:

“Master, come feel my love too!!”

Gurgle.

As soon as Eluka finished speaking, her severed limbs began to visibly squirm and grow.

However, those limbs neither aligned precisely with their original positions, nor did the severed wounds fit together.

Thus, from the bleeding wounds, grotesquely twisted limbs continued to grow, flesh and bones regenerating, sticking the old limbs and body fragments together, stitching them into a form that was completely not human… a “monster.”

The “monster” lifted Eluka’s head but did not place it back on her neck.

Instead, it stuffed that beautiful head onto a body that could not be called a young girl’s at this moment due to its bulkiness.

Flesh squirmed, swallowing the head, and beneath Eluka’s head, two other faces gradually emerged.

Those were her parents’ faces.

Three faces embedded in the monster’s abdomen brought an indescribable chill of disgust.

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“Ah, I can feel it… an unprecedented love!”

Ailuka’s face twisted in a sickly flush as the repulsive monster extended its deformed limbs, with dozens of fingers, lunging toward An.

“I love you, Master!”

“Don’t touch me!”

An hissed softly, a sharp reprimand.

A massive metallic scythe coalesced in his hand, instantly severing the approaching grotesque limb.

At the same time, a metal cylinder forcefully plunged into the monster’s body, and under An’s control, it transformed into countless spikes, as fine as hair, piercing through flesh from the inside out.

In that moment, the monster resembled a cactus grown into a tangled mass in a flowerpot.

Yet even as it was skewered from within, the monster showed no sign of diminishing vitality; Ailuka’s eyes, pierced by the metallic spikes, continued to dart restlessly.

“Ah… it seems a bit insufficient…”

“This little love is not enough…”

“I want more, more and more…”

Bang.

Suddenly, a knocking sound echoed from outside the room’s window.

It was forceful.

Crack.

With a sharp, resounding noise, the window shattered instantly.

Figures dressed in ordinary villager attire surged in through the broken window.

Through the gaps between the figures, An could clearly see that in the tranquil little fishing village, doors that had been tightly shut suddenly swung open, and shadows stumbled forth, swaying like the undead.

Their faces were pale, some expressionless, others weeping in pain, yet all wore smiles of bliss at the corners of their mouths.

“I love you…”

They smiled and spoke.

Then—

Like stranded fish seeking the sea, they struggled and writhed, squeezing through the window, eager to plunge into the monster’s swelling flesh.

Old limbs twisted with new ones, forming an indescribable mass.

“Woof.”

An heard a familiar bark.

Turning around, a man crawled in from outside the room, inching closer to the monster step by step.

“Don’t.”

An instinctively reached out a hand, wanting to stop the man.

But the man suddenly twisted away, glancing back.

“Growl…”

Baring his teeth.

Like a real dog, intimidating the stranger’s approach.

Then, taking advantage of the moment An was pushed back, he dropped to all fours and lunged into the monster’s body.

“Ah, darling, you’ve come.”

Ailuka exclaimed joyfully:

“Let us… merge into one.”

“Why… like this.”

An suddenly realized that there was nothing he could do.

He could neither kill Ailuka nor stop what was happening in that moment.

He could only watch helplessly as the monster in the room gradually swelled, filled with flesh and blood.

It soon filled the entire room.

Like Ailuka’s endless love, seemingly ready to devour everything—

Love.

……

“Ah, this mountain.”

“Ah, this water.”

“Ah, this warm autumn sunlight.”

“Ah, and this breath of freedom.”

“Truly, it’s damn wonderful.”

Beneath the azure sky, beside the clear stream, Mu En sat on a flat stone, leisurely enjoying this rare moment of leisure with his homemade fishing rod.

“No yandere maids chasing me, no disgusting perverted male companions, and no fear of being poisoned, ambushed, or imprisoned—this life is so beautiful, I just want it to last forever.”

“Why not just hide away in the mountains and forests?”

Mu En took a bite of the wild fruit he had picked from a tree, the sweet flavor flooding his tongue, making him feel so happy he could almost cry.

“Ah, a fish is on the hook.”

The simple fishing rod in hand suddenly felt heavy.

Throwing the wild fruit aside, Mu En took a deep breath, preparing to engage in a life-and-death struggle with the fish in the river, betting on his dignity.

The fish was quickly reeled in.

“If only I had a camera, I really want to take a picture to commemorate this.”

Looking at the fish in his hands, which weighed at least several pounds, Mu En couldn’t help but feel a heavy sense of satisfaction.

For a fisherman, what could be more exciting than catching a sufficiently large fish?

“Let’s grill it.”

After a brief moment of contemplation, Mu En decisively determined the fish’s fate.

Soon, a campfire was lit, and the fish was placed on a branch.

Watching the flames kiss the fish meat, the aroma of fish began to waft through the air.

The happiness in Mu En’s heart was so full it felt like it might overflow.

Time was peaceful.

Mu En hummed a little tune, unable to suppress a smile at the corners of his mouth.

“Right now, even if a meteor were to crash down, it wouldn’t shake my incredibly happy heart.”