Chapter 14 - New Goals And The Birth Of A Yandere? (2/2)

This idea would be for the long term. Firstly, she needs to strengthen herself to make everyone bow. Secondly, the possible political power would be too overwhelming if she strives for it at her current state.

She needed a title.

New goal: Hunt an 'Angel' to gain the title of 'Heavenly Slayer.'

MF had always avoided confrontation with the Angels like a forbidden plague. Legends and books had told that the might of those sadistic celestial beings was akin to heaven punishment itself. They are capable of lifting a mountainous domain just to hurl them against the mortal of Neamh. Enigmatic, yet somehow, the deities proclaimed to not have any relation with those Armageddon news bearers.

Aside from all of that future dilemma, she needs to handle the dangerous matter at hand.

Foel might become too strong for MF to subdue if the tanomobi betrays her in the future. MF was sure that her wife began to lean in favor of her as of late, she mustn't let Foel too far from her clutch.

”Foel.”

”Yes, darling? It has been a while since you referred to me by my name.”

”Nothing.” MF shook her head. ”It's just that, I'm afraid to lose you.”

As attentive Foel was, the tanomobi's anxiety told her to be self aware. ”You're scared that I will abandon you?”

”Indeed.”

Foel sighed. ”You know, it might have only been a few days, I already accepted my fate the moment you conquer me. I've strayed from the path I took, you gave me the hammer to remind me. To pay the sin I committed, let me serve you, whichever of how you looked at me, whether it was as a partner, experimentation, a wife, a sex sla—”

”Euphemism!”

”Ehem, in truth, you did more than what I could deem as granted. Besides, having a husband with a confusing gender is bearable,” Foel said, donning her casual poker face.

”You want me as a man? I can change my gender, you know.”

”No, just stick as a female, I don't want any other women to take you away.” Another sentence was chanted within Foel's mind: 'I'll kill whoever tried to steal you.'

A sudden change. Her neon-pink shrinking pupils were those of a cynical killer. Her fierce eyes became more intimidating than a drill instructor for the royal military. What made the matter worse, was how MF knew exactly what she thought. This strikes a doubt of mixed feeling right into her guts.

'Uwaa.' MF's thought, 'Why did she become so scary?'