Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 198: Invitation

Zaroth needed a second to comprehend what had just happened.

He was alone a second ago, and now Elysia was sitting next to him.

The fact that the only reason he noticed her was because she spoke to him showed how silent and deadly she could be.

"I…" he began to speak, but no words left his mouth.

Elysia didn't say anything as she too rested her back against the bench.

Putting one leg over the other, she spoke. The usual coldness in her voice was gone, as it bore a faint feeling of warmth.

"Was this your first?"

Zaroth clenched his teeth.

No, and she should have known he had killed a lot of Purifiers after all.

He was about to speak until she interrupted him.

"Apologies, I didn't ask the right question."

He held his breath as he awaited.

"Was this the first person you killed despite not wanting to?"

His breath stopped, as did his heart for a second.

His eyes widened in realization.

With just one question, she had managed to guess what he hadn't been able to guess for two days.

He wasn't just feeling guilty that he had killed a person.

It was because he had killed a person despite his wishes.

He had gone against his desire.

After a few moments of silence, he answered, his voice shaking a bit.

"...Yes."

Elysia didn't show much of a reaction.

After a minute of watching the scenery pass, she spoke again.

"You know, I would have sent Roderic here as he is better at handling such affairs, but his wife gave birth recently, so I don't want to bother him. He has enough on his plate."

Zaroth was surprised that the man had become a father, but he didn't let that thought distract him for too long

"...Why are you here?" he asked, a direct question, not shifting his gaze.

"To check up on you. I need you in stable mental health," she replied calmly.

Zaroth scoffed as he spoke. Due to the fact that he hadn't slept in a long time, he wasn't thinking very clearly as exhaustion was clouding his judgment.

"Why, so I can be useful?"

Elysia gazed at him for a second, only to return to gazing at the scenery.

"Yes, pretty much."

Before he could reply, however, she added,

"Isn't this what you want? Isn't this what you've been doing with people up until now?"

He was taken aback by her words for a moment.

"What are you trying to say?" he spoke, his voice carrying a lingering hint of irritation.

"That up until now, all the friendships you have created are based on how useful the other person is. So isn't it natural that the other party's primary concern is also how useful you are?"

Hearing her statement, he gritted his teeth. He knew that she was right.

The whole reason he began to be friends with Lily, Roran, and Zack was because he could benefit from the friendship, they were pretty strong after all.

The same could be said about Midnight, he approached her because he believed there would be a benefit to having a demon on friendly terms with him.

So, wasn't it selfish to expect help when he was at his low point? After all, if he wasn't useful, no one would bother with him.

His train of thought was interrupted as he felt a hand on his head. It was Elysia.

She sighed as she saw his expression.

"You are young, and there are many things that you don't know. Heck, I myself have many more things to learn. But I want you to have one thing in mind, it's that you are lucky."

Zaroth didn't move his head as he asked, "What do you mean lucky?"

Elysia studied him for a second before replying.

"Because the first person you killed against your wishes was done during a fair duel, one lost, one won, that is it. No more, no less."

Zaroth, of course, was skeptical of her words.

"You are lucky… some don't kill their first unwanted person in a fair duel. Some are forced to kill an elderly person, some pregnant women… even kids. In retrospect, you have turned out to be a lucky person."

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His eyes widened for a moment.

"After all, imagine how you would feel if you were forced to kill one of the people I just described."

Zaroth knew she was right.

If guilt was eating him so much just for killing a person in a fair duel, then what would have happened if he had killed one of the people she had described?

The way he was feeling would pale in comparison then, he would feel even more hollow.

He didn't really care for the normal person and what happened to them, but killing them and not caring about what happened to them were two completely different things.

Without saying anything, Elysia stood up.

"Follow me, there is something I want to give you."

Hearing her words, Zaroth raised an eyebrow as he stood up.

It wasn't like he had much to do, and he wouldn't decline free stuff, so he complied.

They walked slowly, there was no need to rush, after all.

It was the middle of the night, and as such, there weren't any people on the streets.

After about a dozen minutes, Zaroth realized they had moved beyond where most people lived, passing the point where the wealthy resided.

The more they walked, the bigger the houses became.

At one point, Zaroth suspected that these weren't even houses anymore, but mansions—that's how big they were.

"We are here," Elysia muttered as she reached her hand and opened one of the gates.

Zaroth's eyes widened as he saw the building in front of him.

This was also a mansion, but it paled in comparison to the others.

This building must have had at least five floors with very high ceilings, judging by how tall the windows were.

The garden one had to pass to reach the mansion was incredibly large as well.

It was at least five hundred meters in all directions. The grass was green, not the yellowish-green but strong green, it showed how well the garden was being taken care of.

There were dozens of bushes that were cut in such a way that they represented all kinds of beautiful animals. No doubt only the best could have done it.

There was a fountain made from some kind of beautiful white stone. A few birds had landed on it and were drinking the water, which looked cleaner than normal.

And in the distance, Zaroth was pretty sure he was seeing a giant pool, though it was far and difficult to tell.

Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, he parted his lips.

"Where are we?"

"Home," Elysia replied calmly.

'Home?' Zaroth needed a second to understand what she meant.

'Wait!' His eyes suddenly narrowed.

'Is that Elysia's home? If that's true, she must be unbelievably rich! How much could something like this cost? Hundreds of millions? Billions?'

A second later, he shook off his head, realizing he was thinking about the wrong things!

Elysia opened the door as she looked at him, she was obviously telling him to enter.

He was in front of Elysia's home, and she was telling him to enter.

Considering they had traveled all the way to her mansion—her home—to receive whatever it was she had mentioned, what the hell was she planning to give him?!