Electus - Chapter 459

“Are you sure letting them out is the best idea?” Eric quizzed, taking a step back as he glanced upon the three new breeds of mutant Chickens.

“They are totally safe to handle.” King Michael reassured as he ordered a Guard Commander earlier to unleash the Chickens while himself, taking flight is the best option.

He’s flying 30 feet above the walls and hollered from up there, “Besides, Arem is here.”

Aiming to tease the kid a tad bit, Arem grunted. “You really don’t trust me Eric. Tsk tsk tsk.”

Before the youngster could reply, Arem pulled the top of the cage open and stuck his hands down there, lifting the Chicken.

King Michael hollered from the sky, “Arem, you weren’t supposed to let them out like that.”

“If the Chicken is to trust us, we must trust her. Right?” A few thoughts running across his mind, he cited one key fact. “At least that’s what Commander Alia told me.”

Not willing to talk with the other Humans anymore, he opened a little  conversation with the Chicken. “Ummm… can I call you Jill?”

Surprisingly, the little lady Chicken here shook her head. Noticing the disagreement but thankfully there isn’t any panic or hostility.

Arem pitched another idea for a name as he lifted her up near his face to stare eye to eye. Stupidly dangerous at best, but sweet. “How about Lady puk puk?”

“Puk puk!” Lady puk puk answered, a bit louder than Arem but he can only sense satisfaction, especially since she isn’t melting his skin off.

Placing her over the wall, trusting her and even rubbing her back a little to help her feel good and comfortable.

A bond has been planted as she isn’t rushing away, “Okay lady puk puk, your job is to go hurt any Clawed Demons and not get killed doing so. Do you think you have what it takes?”

“Puk puk!” The cooperating Chicken answered, and even did a little hop!

Having a full on conversation with this Chicken, Arem the kind ill.u.s.tratian man bargained. “Perfect, let me see if your sisters in war agree. You will speak up for me right?”

“Puk puk!” Lady puk puk shook her feathers and hopped twice.

As for King Michael glancing from above, he has no idea how this is working so well. He is getting a strong sense that this new breed of mutated Chickens are a hunch smarter.

This second Chicken is a bit more shaky, she is wiggling on Arem’s hands but thankfully isn’t puking acidic snot or didn’t rip off his gauntlets along with his fingers either.

“Puk pak!” Lady puk puk unleashed a minor screech and flapped her wings a few times.

And so, the Chicken on Arem’s hands calmed down almost instantly and gave Arem less of a struggle so he had to thank. “I love you Lady puk puk.”

“You really are taming these Chickens as good as Alia.” Eric complimented from afar as he took one more step closer, theory of trust has been proven.

Utterly ignoring the young Electus and solely paying attention to the super dangerous mutation on his palms, Arem pitched a new name. “How about I call you… Linny. That was the name of my mother.”

“Pak?” The Chicken on his hands expressed as she alured her gaze towards Arem the Guard Commander.

Shaking his head left to right over and over, Arem weighed in. “It’s okay, I loved my mother so there is no bad omen in my intends.”

Placing the Chicken near Lady puk puk, the sign of cooperation became certain when Linny here stood firm on her spot.

It isn’t a sign that could help one write a novella sized analysis log, but she isn’t shooting acid snots so that’s enough.

Rubbing both of their backs, softly so he doesn’t hurt these foot and a half ladies, he alleged. “Okay now you two stay here and I’ll grab your friend there, I need you two to convince her as well okay?”

Slipping his hands in the cage after cracking the top open, he pulled her out and instantly offered. “Do you like the name, Cassandra?”

This one oddly the most cooperative, she simply wiggles her claws and urges to touch a harsh surface again. Answering, “Puk.”

Placing her too over the wall, all close to each other. Arem ran over the plan again, hoping these Chickens will understand him to the last detail. “You three have been picked to kill Demons, I think you have what it takes with all these new fangled features.”

Lady puk puk chipped in, assuring eye contact. “Pak puk.”

Interposing in greater detail, Arem prattled. “Yes exactly! But some Demons are our friends so please attack those who want to cause us harm. They walk on fours, yell a lot and usually want to kill us all. Try to cut their legs to slow them down but most importantly stay safe and alive!”

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“Demons from the Forest!” A Guard shouted and left everyone at a bit of a shock.

With 600 able bodied Goblin Demons living in those areas now, how would Clawed Demons slip their view and come here?

Chances are, it happened so because the enemies attacking are just a handful… until now the Guards counted 7 Clawed Demons.

If they were more, chances are high that they would become a meal for the Goblin Demons. It’s a proven fact that they don’t face a mutation if they eat these foul creatures.

Holding one chicken, rubbing her back to be more exact. Arem pointed at the Demons and encouraged. “Okay ladies, go show those enemies whose land this is.”

“Puk pak!” Cassandra intoned, flapped her wings against the air as she jumped from the wall to the snow.

Lady puk puk and Linny followed her of course. As soon as they’ve met the ground, snow arose behind them as they’ve tapped against the snow.

They’re fast enough to appear like a fast travelling dot in what sight a Human pair of eyes can capture.

When the snow they’ve forced up met with the ground again, several stronger hollerings echoed across the land.

KAAAAAAIIAAAAAAAA!

Tens of Guards could see blood exploding from a distance, about 200 feet from the Kingdom’s walls.

This could mean that the Chickens could have been slaughtered. Or worse, accidentally slaughtering their selves.

Concern arose in between the Guards waiting from the comfort of the walls, but only a second later they could see 3 dots running towards the Kingdom, with snow arising behind them.

One second later, Lady puk puk made her presence clear here. “Pak pak.”

Turning around, Arem saw a Demonic foot attached to the lady’s sharp 3 rows of chest bones.

This appears to be the Demon’s hind leg, as it doesn’t have any sharp claws replaced as toes.

The Demon’s leg has been completely sliced off! A clean cut, as if the lady took a short delicate moment to run around the Demon’s leg and put her sharp chest bones into work!

And as for the two other ladies, they seem just as successful. No flesh has been stuck on their weaponry but they do bring a lot of blood, thankfully this blood doesn’t belong to any of the Chickens.

As a Guard Commander and for the sake of research, he pitched. “Everyone with a strong stomach gather up and go see what damage the Chickens made. You are to report here in the greatest detail.”

Still flying above their heads, King Michael shouted from above. “I will go see, everyone here stay true to your shifts. I have a weird feeling that more Demons will attack.”

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Landing near the victimized Clawed Demons, the scene he has to witness for the sake of research might haunt him for a few days.

Dismantlement is harsh enough to see, it’s bad enough for a human mind and stomach to handle. But pairs of legs and claws being cut out clean isn’t the only thing that happened here.

Near the claws there’s snot acid! Meaning one of the Chickens used it’s other ability to faster cut these enemies down!”

There also are a lot of claw marks over their bodies partied with 3 long cuts as if these Demons hit each other but no that’s not the case!

Based on what he is analysing from these wounds, after cutting the legs down, the Chickens have taken the liberty to torture these Demons furthermore.

They’ve ran up their enemy’s bodies and even bashed their sharp bones across their chest or any other side of the body in the same process.

It’s a complete f.u.c.k.i.n.g massacre with a 100% chance of death. They have completely butchered the Demons and even blew snot acid over them in the end, as if spitting.

After showering these victims with a nice hurl, granting them his lunch as this death scene is too harsh to see. He went on, “This might be my best mutation yet.”

Above the walls, he heard a Guard shout. “Demons behind the Castle!”

Which can only mean that the Demons are attacking from the other side of the Kingdom’s walls.

With the opportunity given, he mouthed. “Let’s see what these Chickens can do against a little army of Demons.”