The yellow-haired villain in Soaring Phoenix’s novels also desires happiness V1C61

Chapter 61: Whisper of the God of Love (Part One)

In the end, An stood before the door of the house.

Although men were so fearful of this place, whatever lay inside couldn’t be anything good.

Yet, just like how a button labeled “do not push” is more likely to be pressed, human curiosity and rebelliousness drove her to stand here.

No, it wasn’t just for those reasons.

There were some small, hard-to-explain reasons.

Like…

Her intuition.

Since stepping into this village, An had felt that something was off.

In the shadows, there always seemed to be something present, but when looked upon, there was nothing at all.

After meeting Eluka, this unsettling feeling grew even stronger.

It was as if beneath Eluka’s lively and cute smiling face, there was something hidden.

Something hidden, far more terrifying than what she displayed.

But that kind of thing only made people unable to resist the urge to peek.

Like the serpent tempting the first son to eat the poisoned apple.

“I’ll just… take a look.”

An placed her hand on the doorknob.

The cold touch of the doorknob helped her to calm down a bit.

She held her breath for a moment, making sure Eluka was still busy in the kitchen.

And then,

She exerted force.

Accompanied by a faint friction sound,

The door opened.

An cast her gaze into the room.

And then,

Her pupils contracted suddenly.

…

Since entering this room, there had been a faint floral scent lingering in the air.

An recognized it as the scent of some kind of perfume, as she occasionally used it herself.

But after opening this door, that floral scent became even stronger.

No, it should be said it became overpowering.

It was as if several perfume bottles had been shattered in the room simultaneously, the intense floral scent almost suffocating.

Yet, even amidst this, An inevitably caught a whiff of the scent hidden behind the flowers.

The scent of blood.

So thick it was almost palpable.

An saw it.

In the dimly lit, not-so-spacious room, the flickering light illuminated several moths fluttering around it, ready to dart towards the flame but obstructed by the cold lampshade.

Beneath the light, on the iron bed, lay a girl.

Completely naked.

And on her body, from her rounded chest down to a certain intimate area, there was a grotesque and massive wound, with disorganized viscera spilling out from it, blood seeming to have already drained, and even the dark tendons on the viscera were visible.

The girl had been disemboweled.

“Ugh—”

The intense stimulation made An feel like her stomach was turning inside out.

She covered her mouth, instinctively taking a few steps back, only to step on some kind of liquid and splatter it all over herself.

It was blood.

The floor of the entire room was covered in a large amount of fresh blood.

The overpowering scent of blood, even stronger than the floral fragrance, emanated from it.

There was simply no way this amount of blood could come from one person.

But where could all this blood have come from?

“Ah… Haha…”

Amidst An’s chaotic mind, she suddenly heard a hoarse voice, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of the throat.

Like that of a demon.

An’s stiff neck lifted her head.

To her horror, the disemboweled girl hadn’t died yet.

But why hadn’t she died even though her viscera were scattered all over the floor?

As if disturbed by An’s movement, the girl slowly turned her head towards the maid at the door.

“Giggle…”

The girl’s face was as pale as paper, her eyes lifeless.

She might not have sight at this moment, but she faced An, her lips weakly moving, like a dying person exerting all their strength to plead.

Yet, what she emitted wasn’t a cry for help.

Instead…

“I love you…”

With a twisted expression, the girl squeezed out these seemingly affectionate confessions from her parched throat.

“I love you…”

“I love you…”

“I’m sorry, I love you…”

“Wuwuwu… I love you…”

The girl’s voice, like a chilling wind, echoed in the room.

Sending shivers down one’s spine.

Just as An was on the verge of wanting to escape at all costs, a familiar voice rang out.

“Oh dear, caught by the Master.”

The wailing ceased abruptly.

As if a crying baby, upon encountering a man-eating monster in the night, immediately closed its mouth.

“Eluka…”

An turned her head slowly.

The process of turning seemed so lengthy, she could almost hear the friction of her own neck bones.

“Ah, why did the Master have to open this room?”

Eluka, holding a tray of tea, sighed in a manner reminiscent of a schoolgirl caught in a minor indiscretion.

“According to my plan, the Master should have come here later.”

“Later? What do you mean by that?”

“It means… everyone has to come… to accept my boundless love.

Just like they did.”

Eluka casually dropped the tea cup from her hand, then smiled and, right in front of An, lifted her shirt, revealing her abdomen.

— On Eluka’s fair belly, beneath the cute pink lingerie, was embedded a dark face.

Without much thought, An recognized the identity of the face.

Because not long ago, she had seen that face.

— It was Eluka’s mother, exactly like the painting.

“I love you…”

“I love you…”

The face on the abdomen wailed in agony, yet the words coming from her mouth remained those three words filled with love.

As if she couldn’t utter any other words.

“And this too.”

Eluka turned again.

On her back, there was another dark face.

— Her father’s face.

“I love you…”

“I love you…”

Tears streamed down the face, which appeared vaguely aged, as if enduring unimaginable pain, yet his lips curved into a wide smile as he repeated those three words, his face radiant with happiness.

Distorted to the point of being terrifying.

“What on earth is going on…”

An instinctively backed away, wanting to get away from Eluka.

At this moment, she finally realized that, compared to the girl behind her with her abdomen torn open, Eluka smiling in front of her was the true source of terror.

“First it was my beloved parents, then dear Ade, followed by the neighbors who always looked out for me, and then… it’s your turn, Master.”

Eluka turned around, counting on her fingers like a child counting her beloved candies, her eyes filled with pure joy.

“Look, Master, I have so many people to love, I’m truly happy.”

“Eluka, snap out of it, these things…”

“I’m perfectly clear.”

Eluka interrupted An with a smile.

“In fact, I’m very grateful to you, Master.”

“Grateful… to me?”

“Yes, indeed, it was you, Master, who taught me what true love really is.”

“What—” An’s mind went blank for a moment.

“I… taught you?”

“Yes, at the lakeside that day, wasn’t it you, Master, who instructed me?”

Eluka raised her hands in exhilaration.

“The so-called true love is above all! It knows no bounds! It allows one to possess the loved one as a matter of course! Isn’t that exactly what you told me, Master?”

“After I returned, I conveyed your teachings to the Great Deity, and the Great Deity also appreciated your ideas.”

“The deity?”

“Yes, the Great and Benevolent God of Love, who bestowed upon me the power of love, and who governs all the love in the world.”

Eluka reached out her hand towards An, smiling. “So, will you accept my love too, Master?”

“Love… from a deity…”

An’s mind was in turmoil.

Too many things, too many unexpected developments, all were assaulting her sanity.

With her lifelong cultivation and knowledge, she managed to find a path amidst the chaos.

A path… the worst possible path.

“Eluka, you…”

An lifted her face, looking at Eluka in confusion, then whispered with a trembling voice that she herself hadn’t noticed:

“Have you… been tainted by the evil god?”