Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem-Chapter 571: Little Girl and Emotionless Woman

The white-haired beauty then turned her gaze toward her defeated enemy and, with dark, cruel eyes, declared, "It’s time for us to learn some rather important details from our newest friend, wouldn’t you people agree?"

"I couldn’t have said it better," I replied while placing my saber back in my ring, letting it digest the new meals in peace. Well, saying it would digest the souls would be incorrect of me to say; I did so because the Soul Reaper’s flames danced contently and much lazier than before the battle; it seemed like a man who ate a meal and wanted to take a nap.

However, the saber would not ’consume’ the souls as in destroy them. [Eternal Damnation] had a separate dimension like storage rings where it housed the souls of the damned. As far as I could tell, it did not torment them or anything like that.

"Just kill me, I won’t say anything!" The defeated lionkin’s declaration was met by a horribly cruel smile emerging on Vex’s lips. It seemed as though she wanted to receive this answer rather than have him obediently throw everything he knew at her.

"Is that so? We’ll see about that."

As her sadistic, gleeful smile deepened, sudden panic emerged from the lion-kin leader. "W-wait, white hair, fragile-looking, sword, reddish eyes who fights with curses…!! Don’t tell me!"

Vex raised both of her arms in mock surrender and exhaled, "You got me."

Having said that, she reached for her ring, producing four javelin-like items. She threw the first javelin, aiming for his right wrist. She was successful; it embedded itself into the ground right through the beast’s limb. A sudden click sounded as the javelin’s base must’ve extended deep underground, pinning the defeated lion-kin to the ground.

The lionkin thrashed violently due to pain and desperation, but it was futile. His arm was pinned down completely, and the rest of his three limbs followed suit.

"D-do your worst, Red-Eyed Demon! I will not betray the Sunfang!"

Seeing the rapidly paling face of this gigantic, overwhelmingly mighty warrior, I couldn’t help but be curious. "What’s going on here, if I might ask?"

Vex ceased her staredown with the defiant lion-kin to look up at me. "I’m going to torture him, but since that should be obvious, you must be asking how he seems to know of me?"

After my nodding, she returned her gaze to the captured enemy before muttering, "I’ll tell you."

"Once upon a time, a little village girl who just turned nine years old was asked by her mother to bring water from the nearby river. Although she was young and weak, the peasant girl was happy to help her impoverished but loving family, so she grabbed a bucket without a word of complaint and did as asked.

Once she returned to the village, instead of her settlement’s humble yet idyllic sight, utter devastation welcomed her eyes. She dropped her bucket of water and with a rapidly beating heart, rushed to her home only to see it being trashed beyond repair.

She took a few steps in the rubble and then heard a squelch under her feet. The little girl looked down only to see the cut-off arm of her beloved little sister, with the flower bracelet she painstakingly but lovingly made for her still around her wrist.

The peasant girl then glanced around. She saw numerous half-eaten bodyparts parts lying around, and blood pooled all over the wooden floorboards. It was all just too much for her brain, so she fainted on the spot.

Once she awoke, the sight of the most beautiful woman she’d ever seen welcomed her eyes, sitting on a chair next to her bed. Before she could even look around, the black-haired woman spoke up in an emotionless, matter-of-factly tone as she declared, "Your family was eaten alive by a group of raiding lionkin."

Immediately, flashes of the nightmarish sight of her home entered her mind, and the little girl screamed her refusal of accepting those memories as reality while big tears streamed down her cheeks.

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The emotionless woman’s voice sounded once again. "Their deaths are a foregone conclusion. No matter how much you cry, they’ll never return. You’re all on your own in this cruel world now."

It took a good few minutes for the little girl to calm down, at which point she asked, "W-what am I supposed to do now?"

"Whatever you want."

She didn’t know what to do with that nonchalant answer. She wanted guidance, help, not the cold, heartless look the black-haired woman eyed her with.

"Can I go with you?" She asked.

"No."

"Why?"

"If I wanted to play house, I would make a child of my own. You’re useless to me."

"Then why did you save me?"

"I didn’t save you. I’d already killed the raiders; you were not in danger."

The little girl didn’t like the answers this noncaring woman was giving her. In fact, she was getting annoyed.

"Yet you still took me away! Why?"

"I would’ve left you there for the authorities to shove you into an orphanage, but then I saw your face. I knew perfectly well what the disgusting orphanage managers would do to a girl like you, so I took pity on you."

The little girl didn’t know what to do with that answer, as she was too innocent to understand the meaning of her words.

"What am I supposed to do now?"

"You’d already asked me that."

Her annoyance grew with this woman.

"You said you killed the lionkin; I can’t even have my revenge!"

"Your soul is already demanding revenge, huh?" For the first time, a faint smile emerged on the woman’s previously emotionless face. "If a soldier kills a man, who really killed that man? The soldier whose sword ended his life, or the lord on whose orders the soldier was operating? If you ask me, it would be the latter."

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Seeing the girl’s questioning gaze, she explained, "Organized raids like this happen on the orders of a lord. I might’ve killed those who ate your loved ones, but the one who ordered them to do so is alive and well."

Understanding dawned on the young girl. "Then I want to kill the lord! Teach me how to be strong."

The woman scoffed dismissively. "Why would I waste my time on a runt? What can you give me in exchange?"

The girl’s heart contorted, knowing she had nothing to offer. A woman of her strength must’ve already had all she wanted.

Seeing her dejected state, the woman spoke up again. "Prove your worth to me, and I’ll consider it."

Her eyes immediately shone with newfound hope as she shouted, "How can I do that?!"

Out of nothing, the woman produced a small knife. She began playfully twirling it around her fingers, displaying great skill when it came to handling blades. "This house is surrounded by nothing but uninhabited forests for hundreds of miles, teeming with monsters. I’ll give you this abode; use it as your safe house. Make your way out of this harsh land in the exact direction I’ll point you in. Once you do, the city of Braedon will greet you. Find its criminal parts and ask around when the Phenom Trials will begin."

She ceased playing with the dagger and offered it to the girl hilt first. "Before turning thirty years of age, you’re to become a Vesper Phenom. If you do, I’ll take you under my wing.""