《The Villainess Defeats the Demon King》 An Unusual Meeting Part 1 of 3 New story guys! Unfortunately, this all I was able write for today. Just a small chapter so I made it into parts. Future updates seem slightly hectic. Hope you enjoy ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ An Unusual Meeting Part1 Jet black hair, cascaded down the small figure¡¯s back, parallel to her upright stance, small hands crossed behind her back, feet shoulder-width apart. Her head was held high and her beautifully vibrant violet eyes stared straight ahead watching two burly men sparing as a demonstration for her. Her flawless porcelain skin was covered in an all black training outfit, equipped with small knives on either side of her outer thighs. This was none other than the five year old daughter of the Duke of Rupture, Lady Bellamy Valmet. Growing on the edge of a battlefield, seeing more than any other child should see. This was the villainess of the popular otome game ¡®The White Rose Heart and the Golden Eyed Demon King¡¯. *** Red piles and black mud, trees so tall they nearly all seemed ancient, covered in beautiful vibrant green, hiding the terror of its existence deep inside. Here and there, shiny pieces of broken and smudged metal would sometimes appear, carriages, horses, people and crates. All of it, wildly placed in a beautifully horrid picture of chaos painted over in a beautiful hue of orange and red, flames licking upon many of those red piles.The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. Such was the view outside the gates of the Krosta Ellam Fort, and the one who stood upon the high walls of this fort watched with cold violet eyes. Watched as the soldiers quickly scrambled to and from places, making more piles, setting those piles of flesh on fire. Watching the smoke rise into the sunset. Carriages arrived with corpses and left with crates while sometimes they simply went back empty. Every now and then a female soldier arrived, screaming and crying as they watched their husbands, brothers, fathers, burning in that pile of flesh, no tomb, no memory. They died in the battlefield and so they shall remain. Feeling disgusted, Bellamy turned away, still no emotion shown on her face. Behind her, Bellamy¡¯s maid stood, watching her with a guarded gaze. Nobody would be able to guess what she was thinking, however Bellamy knew. Behind those guarded emerald eyes covered with a thick layer of frost, utter disgust and contempt was hidden beneath. That same day, in the middle of the night, a small black figure appeared in the middle of ¡®The Burning Yard¡¯ holding a single white rose. Clapping small hands together, closing those dazzling violet eyes, slightly bowing forward, and mumbled for a few minutes, a sad expression covered by a thin black fabric. Nobody except one shadow witnessed this, staring with bright blue eyes full to the brim with warmth, his feminine eyebrows slightly creased together in worry as he earnestly listened to the little girl¡¯s prayers. [I, Bellamy Valmet, thank you for being the heros and heroines of our Thetis Kingdom¡­ May Arnas smile upon your return and welcome you into his embrace¡­ until the next time.] a small smile, full of sympathy and kindness played across Bellamy¡¯s lips. Then as custom dictated, balled her left hand into a fist with her thumb sticking straight up against the fist and delicately ran the tip of her nail from the top of her forehead straight down to the tip of her small delicate nose. Then with the same thumb drew an equally straight line on the black dirt before laying the gorgeous white rose on top of the drawn line. And just like that, the small sympathetic girl vanished out of sight, the shadow watching her breathing a sigh of relief. The relief was short lived, Bellamy didn¡¯t return back into the fort and instead went into the Krosta Forrest at the sound of a distressed child cry. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ Okay! Thanks reading guys.This is still a work in progress and will most likely be edited in the future XD An Unusual Meeting Part 2 of 3 An Unusual Meeting Part 2 . . . Awhile Back [Give up, it''s your destiny to die!] a growl like voice said in a sadistic tone. [Alios! Watch out!] Just as a childish voice screamed out, Alios immediately dived down. In the next mere second, glistening silver claws, stained in a rustic red, swiped at where Alios had been. The speed was so incredible an after image had appeared, had the little child screamed out to Alios a single second later, he would have been a goner. A chill ran down his spine, his instincts flared screaming at the imminent demise that seemed to be quickly surrounding them. Black shadows appeared from all round the forest trees, vibrant violet eyes peering at them with blood thirsty malice. [Azol!] Alios took the opportunity to kick out from his position on the floor. His target was the knee of the wolfman that stood before him, ready to make another attempt at Alios¡¯s life. In mere seconds, the sound of bones breaking and skin tearing filled loomed heavily in the air. With the amount of strength Alios exerted - comparable to five Demonic Red Fist Gorilla that¡¯s three times stronger than an normal gorilla - the patella was basically crushed into dust. The upper half of the tibia and fibula shattered and ripped through the back of the wolfman¡¯s leg, while the rest of the bones became misplaces and stabbed at pieces of meat and muscle. Dark crimson blood sprayed and gushed out, filling the air with a scent of death. The wolfman fell down screaming and howling, a second of fear and shock filled the surrounding wolfman. This was enough. Alios scrambled towards Azol and took his tiny trembling hand and made a break for it to a clearing only a few feet away. Alois knew, despite having strength slightly above the wolfmen, he was a member of the Dragon Star Demons. A fully grown dragon star demon had strength comparable or even slightly higher than a purebreed dragon, and whether in the sky or on land, they would be able to display their full potential. On the other hand, young dragon star demons, could only show their full potential in the sky. As such the wolfmen had four major advantages working for them. First, the forest was their territory. They knew it better than Alios could ever hope to and given how big Endora Forest is, it¡¯d take a lifetime to know every aspect of it.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. Second, Alios was a dragon star demon who belonged in the sky, fighting with not only weapons and magic but even their dragon wings. However, inside the forest, expanding his wings was an impossible thought given the sheer size of them. This also caused Alios¡¯s agility to be taken down by a fourth, letting the wolfmen slightly surpass his speed. Third, he was protecting the five year old Azol. His ability to maneuver was greatly burdened. And lastly, they were heavily outnumbered 2 to 13. Alios, not matter how much of a genius he was, was still a full twenty years away from his maturity. A mere child in comparison to a truly full grown dragon star demon. In truth, even facing two fully grown wolfmen was already a stretch of his fullest abilities, yet at the moment, they were surrounded by thirteen fully grown wolfmen. You could say, the only thing to rejoice about was that, although not dead, he had basically taken care of one of them. Alios picked up Azol, making sure to carry him close to his chest, protecting him from the angered wolfmen. He was only a few feet away when gashes started to appear on his body, blood streamed down his face, dripping onto Azol. The cute little Azol, whose wet golden eyes indicated him the new demon king, had a depressed and aggrieved expression on his tiny face. However, a sudden mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. An angelic and holy voice suddenly echoed in the forest. [Wind Wraith!] a tiny hand appeared from underneath Alios¡¯s arm, surrounding was a black wind, giving off a death aura. A sudden hazy image of an ancient black skeleton wearing shredded cloth and wielding a pure white scythe appeared then in the next second it disappeared. The wolfmen who saw such an image immediately halted, their in tuned instincts telling them to run away as far has possible, as fast as possible. It was too late. For a full fifty miles, everything in sight was chopped into pieces. The tree¡¯s that has been an obstacle for the pair suddenly disappeared, their enemies following behind. Their blood splattered for miles and miles. Not even the demonic beasts, insects, or any living creature survived. This was the type of magic [wind wraith] was. A forbidden black magic, only demon kings could learn. The amount of mana needed for activating such a skill was insurmountable. Even to a demon king, this was a great feat needing hundreds of years to accomplish. So how could a small five year old child possibly be unaffected. The moment the ancient black skeleton disappeared, Azol fell into a dead faint. The surprise Alios had felt mixed in with his joy and urgency, slowing him down for a second before a pair of magnificent opened up from his pack. The giant wings, with fiery red feather and golden tips, gave a single push, immediately thrusting them hundred of meters into the air. If the wolfmen were still alive and saw such a scene, it wasn¡¯t hard to imagine them puking out blood. As for the strength of those pair of wings, it was quite obvious. A single casual bump with wings could kill an ordinary person. Only when in the air, relief washed over him following the stinging sensation of his wounds. His whole body was a mess of crimson red. He was well aware, he wouldn¡¯t last longer and pushed himself to fly to the nearest border of the Endora Forest. Ironically, Krosta forest was his destination. However, such a forest had another name within the demon country. It¡¯s name was Demon Slayer Forest.