Chapter 117: Unpredictable Matters (2/2)

Moranthal’s head whipped up to face me, his burning eyes threatening to bore a hole in my mask as he stared intently at me. That gaze…did he always have such a scary gaze?

“Excuse me, do you mind taking off that mask of yours?” What was a disappointing meat sack just a while ago suddenly did a 180 as he flashed me a slightly reserved and shy smile. “Err, I don’t have any ill intentions, I just want to see your face.”

Wait, something’s wrong, why is this meat sack showing such an interest in me all of a sudden? I better be careful about how I reply to him: “I apologize but that request is too hard for me to fulfill.”

“Can you tell me the reason?”

In the face of his persistent badgering, I gave out the answer we had prepared long beforehand: “Because of a failed magical experiment, my face was horribly disfigured.”

“That…is such a shame…” He muttered to himself with a tone full of regret, yet amidst that dejectedness was a hint of elation and celebration. “However, your voice is really beautiful…”

“Let’s move onto the next village, every second is precious right now!” I promptly cut him short with my suggestion which immediately garnered the approval of George. Understanding the severity of our situation, Kevin and Dioh accepted our decision without complaint. Yet a certain meat sack wasn’t too thrilled about this.

“Err, Miss Mo Ke, if you don’t mind, would you like to stay for a quick bite tonight?”

…that annoying look of his and what do you mean “Miss Mo Ke”?!

“Which eye of yours was it that lied about my gender?! I’m a bonafide man, more so than you!” That’s right, I’m more manly than you. At the very least, I won’t allow some strange man to stay beside Nicole.

“…” He was startled by my sudden outburst but immediately recovered a couple of seconds later. With the same reserved grin on his face, he said: “There’s no way you’re man with that exquisite voice of yours. Stop joking around.”

“In what way do I look like a girl!”

As I said that, the meat sack actually gave me a serious assessment with those nightmarishly creepy eyes of his; which gave me the goosebumps just knowing he was looking at me. As he stared at me with a gaze that seemed to be able to see through my mask, I felt an unprecedented level of pressure from his evaluating eyes.

After staring at me for a long while, he nodded and flashed a brilliant smile: “ Whether it is your voice or your body, there’s no way Miss Mo Ke is anything but a lady, in fact if your face were to ever recover, I’m sure you’ll be drop dead gorgeous!”

You’re courting death! I swear I’ll kill you, I…I’ve just been mistaken for female again!! Even with my mask on, my displeasure was apparent for all who knew me. At the side, Ancarin was busy stifling her laughter with both hands covering her mouth.

Ignoring my horrid mood, Moranthal spent a couple of seconds straightening out his clothes in a bid to impress me; even though he seemed more like a cockroach to me right now. Having touched up his clothes to what was, in his mind a satisfactory degree, he gave me that annoying brilliant smile of his and continued with his futile advances.

“Ahem, if Miss Mo Ke doesn’t mind having a meal with me, this one will definitely put forth his best in aiding you against the Wolf’s Fang Troupe!”

After all that grandstanding…in the end you’re just trying to da…blergh, disgusting…

Suppressing my sudden desire to kick him, I did my utmost to maintain a calm voice as I explained to him: “I’ll have to pass on that meal, our time is limited after all. If you don’t mind, please organize some men and hurry to Plateau Village as soon as possible.”

“Alright, I’ll do as you say.” A look of regret crossed his face as he took in my rejection. Even so, he gave me an elegant bow and said: “Your wish my command, Miss Mo Ke.”

“Also, don’t call me Miss, I’m a man! You can call me Mister Mo Ke or just Mo Ke is fine. Just don’t call me Miss, got it?!”

“Yes, I understand it perfectly, so I’ll address you as Lady Mo Ke from now on?”

You bast*rd…I’ll kill you!

Seeing me lose my temper, the ever vigilant Ancarin immediately stepped in to pull me aside: “Master, don’t act rashly, remember your status!”

The word status might’ve sounded to the others like a reminder for me to watch my image(feminine), but to me, it was a reminder not to forget about my devilish identity.

Truth be told, this whole mess between the Wolf’s Fang and Plateau Village was something I didn’t have to stick my hand into. However, seeing as it started because of us, I had to stay even if it was merely to take responsibility. Thus, here we were, standing side by side with the villagers in their time of need. Not like George would have had it any other way….

Even if I hadn’t volunteered Regine to stay behind, I bet George would’ve found some way to make one of us stay behind.