Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs

“For the sake of the city or for the sake of his hatred for Seth”

As a man who tried to stay true to himself, Edwin knew the answer to that question.

Somewhere in his heart Edwin had hoped for someone to come and speak some sense into him, he was something like a depressed person who needed just a little motivation from someone to pull him out of the sinkhole he had placed himself.

“Anh hùng”.

Edwin could still hear that name being called, a name which carried far more respect than being a city lord, a name reserved for the best and most loved of the people.

Hearing this name brought about memories, memories which came flooding into Edwin’s head and bringing along with it a sense of shame that began gnawing at Edwin’s heart.

There was once a time when he had been called this name, back then the eastern gate of the city had been unexpectedly broken through.

The breach through that gate had taken the city by surprise, and with the bulk of the city’s soldiers deployed in other sections, only a hand full of soldiers and Edwin were left to defend that gate.

During that battle, Edwin had fought to the last of his breath, holding nothing back as he killed and destroyed hundreds of enemy soldiers, and it was during the course of this battle that he had also earned the title

“Anh hùng”.

The fearful citizens had chanted his name during the battle, an action which Edwin could swear gave him an additional boost of strength.

Edwin had once had the honor to bear this name, and it was something would he would forever cherish and respect, but now seeing the people, his people singing this name for a man who had come into their city and caused the deaths of over a hundred of them pierced his heart.

The very same man whom Edwin loathed and wished would die was being given the same praise he had once been showered with.

Edwin knew that fear, desperation, and hope was the main leading factor for their chants, but he would but a fool if he tried to use that argument to downgrade the worth of Seth’s current achievement, after all for there to be heroes, fear, desperation and hope needed to be present.

Whether the sight of Seth being praised would have further consumed him in anger Edwin didn’t know, but as he stared at the fuming Dilise before him, he knew what he need to do.

Letting out a huff, Edwin’s shoulders dropped, and the man’s heart loosed as he moved to give an order for the soldiers to assemble, but the words never left his mouth as Ella spoke first,

“Don’t you dare open the gate”.

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A beauty, a damsel, an angel, the blazing flower.

These and many others were the few words that the knowledgeable citizens of the kingdom used to address Ella, yet all it had taken Seth was nothing but a day to turn this angel into a demon.

Gastrol was dead, sliced before her eyes like an animal, and then when she tried to address her anger, her closest friend was taken before her very eyes while her body was defiled by the eyes of Gastrol’s killer.

To hate Seth was not a matter of choice, it was a thing of necessity and fact, but to go against him was a matter of wisdom.

Ella prided herself in being a smart woman, and not some spoiled rich princess, she was a woman who observed and only took action when the situation was in her favor.

With her biggest backup Minuha unable to help, and her guard killed, a powerless general stage Ella had been left to the mercy of Seth, and in such she situation, she had resolved to try to do whatever was necessary to get her necklace back.

“What did it matter if she sucked up to him at the moment”, Ella had thought, after all once she got back her necklace and figured out how he had put out her flames, she planned to completely and slowly burn him to death, but to her misery things didn’t go her way.

𝒐𝐕𝗅xt.𝓒𝒪𝓂

Somehow and to her greatest shock, Seth was able to use her necklace’s powers, this filling her heart with worry for both her and her friend who resided within the necklace.

Thoughts and flown in and out of her head, yet not a single one that could help had been able to pop up, and it took Ella every single bit of control within herself to not call an immortal.

When Seth had disappeared, Ella’s heart had been clenched in anguish with the thought that Seth had run off with her necklace, but the presence of Irene in her custody helped keep her emotions in check and prevented her from taking any rash decision.

Seth needed Irene, this Ella knew, which was why she held the woman close and kept her in good health, how exactly she would trade Irene for her necklace Ella didn’t know, and it wasn’t until after the invasion and now that Ella felt that things were finally beginning to work in her favor.

While others stared at the blue dome and were left stumped on what exactly it was, Ella had been able to identify its source at first sight.

Ella could feel it, her necklace was with the crowd of civilians, and with this knowledge, a plan began taking place in her heart

“Allow Seth to fight outside there till he fell, and when that happened, she would be able to easily get her necklace back from the civilians”.

As a woman in grief and desperation, Ella’s mind had become warped by her emotions, and though her conscience roared at her about the innocent deaths that her actions would lead to, she justified these deaths as a small price to pay for her not calling over an immortal which was well within her rights.