Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 181 : Crueler Than Demons

Zaroth released a sigh, it seemed that this was as far as Zack was going to go in the tournament.

He might have felt bad about it, but that was before he saw Zack's eyes light up as he spoke with Grace.

'No way… did he fall for her?' Zaroth asked himself.

A moment later, he shook off his head.

'Well, she is… graceful. So, I understand it.'

Seeing that Zack didn't feel too bad about his loss, he shifted his gaze to Roran and Lily.

Roran was massaging his head, while Lily was carefully observing Zack and Grace, who were still in the middle of the arena talking.

She probably also realized what was going on.

'But considering that they are looking so relaxed, I guess I really am the only one that can see it,'

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Zaroth thought as he gazed back at the arena, trying to ignore the monstrosity hovering behind David, staring at him.

Soon after, David rose up as it was time for his fight. Zaroth leaned forward a bit, ready to gather as much information as possible.

There was something inside him telling him that David was the biggest threat in the tournament, and considering that he also worked with the emperor, the probability that David was the one Zaroth needed to prevent from winning was high.

So, he needed as much information as possible.

But sadly, he couldn't gather much information at all. As soon as the match started, David moved lighting fast and pierced his opponent's chest.

A curse escaped from Zaroth's mouth as his eyes darkened. It seemed that David was going to be a future problem.

Trying to think positively, he shifted his gaze to the side, where Zack, after being healed by the medic, had joined them and was sitting next to them.

By the way his eyes sparkled, despite that he had lost, it was clear that he was in a good mood.

'I guess this is what they call being in love,' Zaroth thought.

"Okay, don't keep us waiting—what happened between you and Grace?" he asked, gazing at Zack.

Taking a second or two to hear him due to the loud cheering in the arena, Zack turned his gaze to Zaroth as he answered.

"I… think I may have scored."

*****

"Dad? Are you okay?" Hearing Emily question, the thing that had taken the body of her father glanced at the girl.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" it answered, managing to perfectly mimic the voice of a normal human.

"It's just that you've looked rather troubled recently," the girl spoke with a hint of concern in her voice.

"Troubled?" The thing repeated her words, trying to make it seem as if it didn't understand what the girl was talking about.

But in truth, she was correct. After sneaking into the castle and getting so close to the primordial heart, it was forced to retreat with everything it had, and even then, it barely survived.

After this event, another round was being held today, but it felt like sneaking into the castle again wouldn't be possible, as they were undoubtedly expecting it now.

So, it was forced to wait for an opportunity and try to think of some sort of plan.

And it was harder than it wanted to admit. After all, even if it could more or less act like a human, it wasn't able to think like one, making it harder to predict the next steps of its foes.

"It's late. Go to bed." But this wasn't something that Emily would understand even if it shared it, so in the end, the thing wished to be left alone.

The girl looked at her father for a couple of seconds, then sighed in despair and went to her room.

The thing went back to gazing out the window, watching the way the sun slowly disappeared.

About an hour later, it was alerted by a noise that came from the girl's room.

It rushed to Emily's room as fast as possible, fearing that someone had found its location, which would mean it would have to flee.

But a second later, it sighed as it saw that the girl was alone and just muttering in her sleep.

"Mom…"

By the tears that were falling from her eyes, it was clear that it was a nightmare, but it wasn't like it could do anything, so it was about to leave.

That was until it noticed that the girl was holding some kind of a book.

"Can she read? Even though she is so young?"

With its interest piqued, it took a step forward and silently snatched the book from the girl's arms.

Opening it to where the girl had read, the handwriting was messy and ugly, almost like it was written by a child.

"She wrote this? Is this her diary or something?" the thing muttered as it began to scan the pages.

After all, every piece of information that could help it understand humans better was valuable, no matter how it was created or obtained.

Flipping to the first page, it read,

Dad has been very angry recently. I don't know why, but he is almost always screaming and throwing things at me. One of them hit my shoulder, and now it hurts a bit, but I am scared to tell him. I am not sure what he is going to say next.

The being flipped to the next page.

I haven't been feeling well recently, so I asked my dad for help. He began shouting about how useless I am. At the end, I couldn't stop myself and asked when mom was going to return, as she always took better care of me.

Since then, I have been locked in my room, unable to go out. I am getting a bit thirsty, considering that two days have passed. I just hope dad could forgive me for making him angry.

Next page.

Why can't I do anything right? Every time I talk to dad, he seems to be getting angrier and angrier. No matter how many drawings I show him, he just yells at me for wasting his time.

At the beginning, I thought hugging him would make him feel better, but he always shoved me away quite forcefully.

Now I don't feel comfortable getting too close to him.

Next page.

It seemed that I have found a way to not make him angry. As long as I am quiet and don't speak to him in any way, he seems happier. I guess the less he sees me, the better.

The being scanned the next few pages quickly.

My tummy hurts today, but I am afraid to tell him, so I am just going to wait for it to pass.

There is this boy in my class that I really liked, but he sadly moved away. I feel sad, and there isn't anyone that I can talk about this.

Being home doesn't feel safe now.

I miss mom.

Why is dad like this?

Some of the writing had been smudged by some type of liquid—was this tears?

Nevertheless, the next page looked clearer and more organized, like the child wasn't writing with teary eyes anymore.

I don't know why, but dad changed. He isn't loud anymore and doesn't scream at me. He is just more quiet than usual.

It is like my father is another person.

I like that change.

Next page.

Today I made a mistake, but dad didn't yell at me at all! He just told me that everything is fine and made me go to school saying that he would clean up the mess.

…

Today we went to the park and saw a nest! Then dad lifted me up and—

The being closed the book and put it back into the girl's arms, making sure not to wake her up.

With silent steps, it exited the room. Going to the balcony, it gazed at the surroundings.

"... being with me is better than being with her dad?" the being muttered under its breath.

It was a demon, and yet its company was better than her own father?

Not to mention, who would do something like this to their own child?

With a sigh, the being took out a cigarette and lit it, feeling it calm its mind.

The being learned something today.

At times, humans can be far crueller than demons.