CHAPTER 460: SHAMELESS FISH (1/2)

Those who did not know our little acid tongue might not understand the reason for her prickliness. They might not even like her, especially seeing how hostile she was with everyone. But I knew the reason why she acted in such a way. Why she bit at anyone she encountered like a rabid dog…

Even after learning of her mother’s death, Aishael did not show much emotions. In fact, she did not even attend her mother’s burial. Clearly, this wasn’t because she had no idea that a burial was being held in the first place. Thanks to the care I showed her, Paliseth made sure Aisha’s burial was a grand one. Being the meticulous old hag that she was, Paliseth would have definitely sent a messenger to inform Aishael, but that was met with silence.

The last two days had been insanely busy for the little girl. Yet this still wasn’t the reason why she missed her own mother’s burial. The reason was because she wanted to suffer.

There were those in the world who would forgive whatever transgressions they suffered, as long as their survival was ensured. No matter what atrocity was committed against them, as long as they could live, they would choose to forgive their aggressor. It was a very practical yet weak attitude. Then there were those who met aggression head-on. The harder the opposition was, the harder they would resist. Aishael was just such a girl.

That was why she wanted herself to suffer. She wanted to carve this hatred into her heart, and by using those negative emotions, she would grow stronger! Naturally, this wasn’t good for her psyche, but she did it anyway.

Regardless of what her motives were, I wanted to help this poor girl, to be her shield. The last thing I wanted was for the darkness in her heart to irrevocably take root.

There was a saying that appearances were deceiving. There was no better example than Aishael herself. She had the appearance of a little girl, but she was already twenty. At such an age, most humans would already be getting married. But amongst the Half-Elves, she was just a slightly older elementary student. Yet that didn’t stop her from being beautiful…

What I was trying to say was this… the reason why I helped her was simple: I’m a member of the Waifu for Laifu club! As the saying goes, anything can be forgiven as long as you’re beautiful.

Right this very instant, I was galloping furiously ahead on Mo Ning, Jezsere hugged securely in my embrace. With Zurnalin at the lead, we had already travelled over ten kilometers when we came upon a strange sight of a bunch of Murlocs frolicking by the underground river.

However, this mermaid wasn’t like the mermaids in the fairy tales. While she might have had a human face, her upper torso was that of a human’s but covered in scales…

What would have ordinarily been a beautiful female upper body was now covered in dense scales. Her hair grew out behind her like brackish seaweed that gave off a strangely horrific look. If I had to describe the look, it was like a beautiful girl suddenly turned her head a full 180 degrees around to stare at you.

Naturally, if one were to cover up the rest of her body, she was still a sight to behold.

“Your holiness… you’re here… nothing feels me with greater joy than to see you present in person…”

The moment the Murloc Shaman saw me, he leapt towards me like a son who had just found his long lost father. Unfortunately for him, I was still riding on Mo Ning with a very timid girl in my arms, a girl who immediately screamed when she saw a fishy face jumping right towards her. Upon hearing that high-pitched scream, Mo Ning looked around as well, only to find a rather strange looking creature crawling out of the river and jumping towards them. That strange creature not only had sharp fangs, but he was ugly as well. That was why she sent him flying away with a kick of her hooves.

Because Mo Ning did not use too much force with her kick, the Murloc Shaman merely tumbled a little before getting to his feet once more. Upon doing so, he swiftly prostrated himself before slowly crawling towards me. He smiled and said, “Hahaha, even your holiness’s steed is impressive…”

… are you even a man, or maybe your heart is just that big that you would immediately come and curry my favor after getting kicked aside like that…

“Are you alright?” That was the only response I could come with when faced with his shameless bootlicking.

“Absolutely. Absolutely. Definitely fine!” He repeated with fervor. “It’s my honor to be kicked aside by his holiness’s steed!”

Even though this Murloc Shaman had always struck me as shameless before, the span of three days had somehow made him even more hateable. No longer able to stand his wretched behavior, I quietly signalled towards Mo Ning who stamped on the Murloc’s head. Yet instead of crying out in pain, he seemed to be enjoying it.

“Ahhh… even your holiness’s kick feels so good… as long as it doesn’t kill me, please do not hold back…”

… I want to punch his shameless face… ah… Mo Ning already did it…