Wolf of the Blood Moon: A Blood Magic - Book 3: Chapter 81: Cute and Terror

Scarlet

I’m quickly yanked out of the crazy lady’s arms by my bodyguards who pull me into their midst while surrounding me as Vincent says with a hint of warning in his voice, “Clan Head Amaterasu, please keep your impulses under control.”

The woman pouts at me for a moment before turning her gaze to the guard, the gaze shifting to a cold one in the process that has shivers running down my spine. And when she speaks this time, I swear I hear thunder striking somewhere the moment the first word leaves her mouth, “Duke Vincent Lacroix de Argus, I very well understand the consequences of going too far. Please mind your words when you’re speaking to me.” She then turns her gaze back to me, softening again in the process as she continues, “And I know very well that I can’t have the Princess, no matter how much that pains me.”

I feel a shiver run down my spine. Again.

This woman is even more terrifying than her daughter. Can I go choose a different clan now?

“They would take that as an offense,” Tar comments, sounding slightly frightened himself.

Right. Of course they would.

And offending the woman who is even stronger than my own mother is not a good idea. Not as strong as Leonidas though, nor anywhere near as strong as Gramps.

“Also, the leader of the Succubi Clan is only about a couple dozen levels below her anyways,” Tar comments, giving me pause for a moment. “And as for the oni clan, here if the demons lose control to their instincts all you have waiting for you is being hugged and treated like a dress-up doll. Over at the oni clan you could be killed if they lost control of their Wrath. Like that arachne did before.”

Ugh. You’re right.

Doesn’t mean I have to like this.

Maybe I should’ve gone to a different continent after all…

“The ghouls would eat you if they lost control, and the arachnae live in spiderwebs,” Tar continues, crushing that thought. “And unless you want to live in magma-filled volcanoes, I don’t suggest the mindeaters. Those demons tend to live in caves.”

Yeah, I doubt the mindeaters would be very happy to help me anyways considering that it would interrupt their sleep.

“Your Highness, it is lovely to meet you,” Raiden Senior says with a terrifying smile on her face. And it’s only now that I start paying any attention to her attire, which is kind of like a cross between Japanese traditional clothing and armor.

Not something I expected to see on Tartarus, that’s for sure.

I put on a serious face as I nod and return her greeting, “I appreciate you letting me stay here, and you letting me use your Clan’s hunting grounds.”

Her smile grows wider, and she spreads her arms out as if welcoming me in for a hug, but doesn’t approach, instead just saying, “Why, of course I would help a little cutie like you, Your Highness!” She closes her arms again, crossing them under her chest as she tilts her head. “And don’t worry, I won’t let any of my little kits lose control of their Greed. You have my word.”

Raiden Junior clears her throat, bringing both of our gazes to her as she says, “Excuse me mother, but I will be handling the Princess’s wellbeing in the palace and the other clan members. There is no need for you to step in yourself.”

The two then start staring at each other with smiles on their faces that look a tad bit too forced, making me glance at Vincent and Seraphina, who are standing in between me and them, the two of them both frowning. But they just mouth ‘later’ without giving me a hint at what’s going on.

I look back at the Raiden duo again before focusing on Raiden Junior, whose smile has returned to normal again, no longer seeming forced.

Why do I get the feeling this mother-daughter pair doesn’t like each other?

“Well, it would certainly explain why the daughter of the head of the Kitsune Clan is acting as the Demon King’s head maid,” Tar comments, making me subtly nod my head in agreement.

I return my gaze to Raiden Senior to find her staring at me with that creepy smile of hers again. One that looks like a mother’s smile, but with a bit of greed and some longing mixed in. And I can’t help but notice her hand twitching slightly.

Okay, yeah, the other demon clans have it worse in terms of their curses.

Although why do I get the feeling she thinks of me as a pet of sorts? Or a plaything that she wants?

“Because she probably does,” Tar says, almost making me grimace. But I hold it in. “She clearly thinks you’re adorable, and judging by the staff in the building…”

Right. All of the staff members were cute and young looking girls. Not a single older looking person in the castle that we passed by.

Although I just kind of thought that was because of coincidence. Since all Class II and above humanoid beings improve their appearance to what they and reality believe to be perfection for their body.

But the fact that they’re all cute girls without any that aren’t cute in particular.

“Guess we found her Greed’s fixation,” Tar mutters, making me wish that I didn’t look as I did.

Am I really cute though? I never really thought of myself as cute.

Cool, definitely. But not cute.

Tar snorts in my head without saying anything.

Hello?

He still doesn’t say anything.

I hold myself back from crossing my arms under my chest and frowning. Specifically due to the pervert staring at me.

“Well now that greetings are over with,” Raiden Senior says with a light clap of her hands, apparently noticing that me and Tar are done talking considering her repeated looks towards the tanuki. That or she is just interested in him too since he is rather cute. A thought that has the tanuki shivering slightly on my shoulder. “Let’s head over to the hunting grounds, shall we little one?”

Damnit, she thinks I’m cute because I’m short, doesn’t she?!

“Scarlet…” Tar mutters, only to sigh and not say anymore.

Wait, so that’s not it?

He doesn’t answer.