Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 238: Can I Have Them All?

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"Zaroth."

Hearing a familiar voice and feeling someone poke the side of his cheek, Zaroth opened his eyes

The first thing his gaze fell upon was a strikingly beautiful, tall woman with white hair and green, cat-like eyes.

"Did I die? Am I in heaven?" he whispered, his eyes trying to adjust.

Hearing a scoff, his eyes widened as somebody flicked his forehead.

"Oh, Luna? What the hell happened?" he asked, massaging his forehead.

"You passed out after your night with Elysia. Now come on, you can't just keep lying here forever. Sooner or later, she'll return. Do you really want her to find you like this?" she asked.

Zaroth raised an eyebrow as he glanced down at his body. He was naked, lying on Elysia's bed.

"How long have I been sleeping here?" he asked as he tried to get up.

"About a day, more or less."

"A day—"

He was about to say that she must be mistaken until he tried to step on his feet, only for his knees to give out.

"Wow!" Zaroth yelled as Luna caught him just before he hit the ground.

"For fuck's sake, be more careful!" she spoke with irritation in her voice.

"Ah, my body... it hurts. Everything hurts!" Zaroth complained. It was like he had been run over by a stampede of bulls.

In turn, Luna sighed as she dropped him to the ground.

"Hey! Why did you do that?!" Zaroth spat.

"Stop acting like a baby and get up. This is what you get for going at it with Elysia for nine hours straight."

After some effort, he finally managed to get on his feet.

He cracked his neck as he massaged his left shoulder.

He was far from being in peak condition, but for the moment, it would have to do.

"Holly fuck, last night was legendary… though I guess I'll need some time to recover."

When one thinks about recovery, a lot of things typically come to mind—perhaps sleep or simply resting while your body recovers from stress and exhaustion.

But Zaroth had other plans.

With a smile of excitement, he sent his friends a message.

They were getting hammered tonight!

*****

"For the champion!" the people in the bar exclaimed as they lifted their cups in Zaroth's name.

Zaroth and his friends had gone into their favorite bar to celebrate, and were met with warm welcomes. It seemed Zaroth's win had traveled through the empire by now.

"If this isn't a sign to get hammered, I don't know what is!" Roran exclaimed, lifting an entire bottle to his mouth.

"Hey, leave some for the rest of us!" Lily complained as she nudged him with her elbow.

The alcohol might be free in this bar, but that didn't mean they should drink the place down to bankruptcy!

Zack started laughing as he grabbed a bottle and drank from it non-stop. It seemed like the two were competing to see who could drink the most.

"Hey, Midnight," Zaroth spoke as he sat near her.

"What is it?" she asked as she shifted her gaze to him.

"You know the whole connection between us? Well, I heard that I'm part vampire now," he spoke uncertainly.

Midnight raised an eyebrow. "...Well, that's certainly unexpected. But I guess it makes a bit of sense. After all, using demonic skills shouldn't be possible if you're only human."

Zaroth scratched the back of his head. "But shouldn't that concern me somehow? After all, it kind of sounds like a big deal."

"Do you feel any different?" Midnight asked.

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"Well, not really," he admitted.

"Then don't think too deeply about it. It's free power, isn't it?"

Zaroth had to agree that she made a point. Sure, he might be part vampire, but he doesn't really feel that different from before—except for the quiet voice that sometimes told him he needed to kill. Yep, nothing bad about that at all!

"Now, now, stop worrying about stupid stuff and let's celebrate your win!" Midnight spoke as she brought a cup to her lips and, a moment later, handed it to Zaroth.

He glanced at the cup for a second and downed the whole thing.

"Oh yeah, there's one more thing," he suddenly spoke up.

Midnight smiled pleasantly as she looked at him.

"Sure, what is it?"

"You know Elysia?"

Midnight's eyes darkened for a second. "Oh, her? Yeah, I know her. Just don't want to think too much about her. She gives me the creeps."

"...Well, I kind of slept with her."

Silence.

The bar was full of loud noise and life, but the conversation between Midnight and Zaroth died down in an instant.

Midnight took a deep breath as she gazed at him, her crimson eyes starting to appear a bit dangerous.

"The fuck do you mean you slept with her? Is that supposed to mean that we are breaking up?" she asked with a hint of irritation in her voice.

As soon as she heard that, Lily stopped trying to calm down Zack and Roran, who were going wild, and focused solely on the drama—though she tried to make it not so obvious that she was listening.

"No, I still want us to be together," Zaroth spoke unfazed as he looked into her eyes.

"But you slept with her?"

"Yes."

"And you want us to remain together?"

"Yep."

Midnight took another deep breath as she massaged her forehead.

Then she poured herself another shot, drinking it all in one go.

"So does that mean it was a one-time thing?" she asked, looking at the ceiling.

"No, I want Elysia as well," Zaroth answered as he, too, took another shot.

"So you are basically a two-timer?" Midnight asked,

"I guess you can say that."

"Is there somebody else that so happens to catch your fancy?" Midnight asked, unsure of how to feel at the moment. She asked the question half-heartedly, expecting a reasonable 'no.'

"Yes, there is," Zaroth answered as calmly as ever. Or at least he tried to make it seem that way.

Midnight's eyes narrowed even more as she looked at him in shock.

"You know Althea? One of the emperor's wives? I want her as well."

Midnight was still looking at him silently.

"Oh, and remember Luna? I guess you can count her as well," he added.

"HAHAHAHA!" Midnight burst into laughter.

Her laughter was so menacing and threatening that even among the loud bar crowd, some people threw glances at her and began to distance themselves, just in case.

"Oh, I see! You're a womanizer! You want to have a harem!" Midnight managed to mutter, barely able to control herself and her laughter.

Lily, meanwhile, was looking at the both of them with wide eyes, not even trying to hide the fact that she had been listening all this time.

"So bold!" Lily had to admit to herself. The fact that Zaroth could say these things with such confidence was so absurd that it almost earned her respect. If Roran tried something similar with Lily, he'd probably regret it quickly.

After Midnight finally calmed down by taking another shot, she gazed at him.

"Cool and all, but why are you telling me?" she asked, her voice becoming more and more threatening.

"Because you trust me," Zaroth spoke unfazed. "And I will not deceive you. I am telling you because I want you to know. Now, whether you're okay with that or want to stop seeing each other, it's up to you."

"I'm not the type of person to hide what I've done or what I want. I've given you the truth, and only the truth. Now, it's up to you and how you choose to take it."

Hearing him say that, Midnight gazed at the ceiling again as she closed her eyes.

Betrayed—part of her felt like she had been betrayed. Zaroth had slept with another woman and had even said that he wanted to with more.

At the same time, she loved him. He had saved her life when she had been close to dying and helped her with hunting the Purifiers down.

In a way, both of them had helped each other immensely. And both of them needed each other.

After a couple of minutes, Midnight let out a sigh.

"Who's better?" she asked.

Zaroth raised an eyebrow. "You mean…?"

"In bed," Midnight spoke coldly.

She waited for an answer, but seeing the way Zaroth scratched the back of his head, acting like he was thinking, irritated her to no end.

She grabbed one of the bottles on the table and lifted it to her mouth, drinking most of it. Then, without a second thought, she stood up and grabbed Zaroth's hand.

He didn't resist as he raised an eyebrow. "Where are we going?" he asked.

"To fuck!" she answered with fury in her voice.

His eyes narrowed in surprise. "So does that mean you're on board with it?"

"I'm a vampire, and there aren't many others like me on the human continent. Even if there were, they'd likely be here to kill me. And even if they weren't, I still wouldn't want to be with any of them. The truth is, I like you too much to let you go."

Zaroth wasn't sure if he should be happy or what, as he didn't expect that kind of reaction.

"Plus, it's not like we're married. One could leave the other whenever they wanted," she added as she began to speed up her steps.

'Is this going to be a revenge fuck? Well, not that I'm against it… but seeing how angry Midnight is, I'm really thankful I bought a titanium bed. It will surely hold… right?'