The Queen Of The Demon World
52. Parkland

“Luna trusts Mama, forgive Luna. Luna is often carried away by emotions lately.”

Ethelyne took off her embrace. “Isn't that natural? Besides, you're a kid. You don't have to carry any burden at this small age, you just have to play with all your content. Luna, if anything weighs on your mind. Tell Aunt Meli or Mama, never try to harbor it yourself.”

“Iya, Luna will remember Mama.”

‘Ah, I'm so tired. My mood instantly improved after meeting my cute little girl.’ Ethelyne smiled happily, she stood up and walked out. ‘Hah, always quiet as usual. I'm so bored lately, if I keep visiting Luna. He'll also be bored and won't see me again. Huuh.’

With a slow step, Ethelyne traced the hallway of the palace. Not for five minutes, he arrived in front of a large door that was given with many padlocks. Ethelyne raised her hand, black smoke rising from her palm and surrounding all the padlocks. Instantly all the locks that locked the big door melted away.

Ethelyne opened the big door and walked in, she was immediately treated to two wooden crates. Ethelyne walked in, the door behind him closed automatically and there was the sound of the door being locked.

But instead of being afraid, Ethelyne still stepped into the two chests and stood in front of the two. He stared at the two chests expressionlessly, Ethelyne raised his hand and touched the deathly pale face of the elder brother.

“Looks like Mili really took good care of you guys huh, thankfully my dolls are not scuffed at all. Because if not, then I will finish Mili off for her carelessness.” Ethelyne glanced at Ryan. “What's up, brother? Are you being so vengeful to me? You must be very tormented yes, dead but the soul still does not leave the body completely. Isn't that the same as being cooped up, I feel so sorry for you guys. But, if I help you guys. Then I will lose two precious dolls, so forgive me. Maybe you can take revenge in your next life, even if you can be free from your body.” He turned and walked away. “I came here just to visit you and play around, but it seems like my mood is not in a good state. So, let's play around another time ... maybe when war comes later.”

The large door in front of him began to open wide, Ethelyne stepped out and was followed by the door that was again tightly shut. A new padlock appeared which now re-locked the big door.

‘Ah, I'm so bored. What do I have to do? Hem, uh. I better go to the kitchen and see Meli and Loreen cooking, anyway. I've never been kitcheny since childhood, so it doesn't seem like it'll matter if I go once.’ With carefree steps, Ethelyne walked towards the kitchen while humming a little.

The hallway to the kitchen from the room began to appear several servants who were drifting, they bowed respectfully when they saw Ethelyne passing by.

“Don't force yourself, though an immortal demon. But many demons whose regeneration is very weak, do not get tired or injured.”

“Good, thank you for your attention. Your Excellency.”

“Hamba will comply with your every request.”

“As your wish, Your Majesty.”

“As you want, Your Highness.”

Ethelyne smiled faintly while smiling faintly, her steps halting in the back hand of the palace. Nothing special except the black flowers. ‘Not much has changed in this park after 700 years, ah. I suddenly felt homesick, this park is a park that holds more memories with Mom. When yes, I can meet Mom again.’

“Yang Mulia.”

Ethelyne glanced back. “Ah, Loreen yes. What's up?”

“Lunch is ready, do you want to eat now?”

“Antar only food to my room, I will eat later. You guys eat first.”

“Good, Your Highness.” Loreen bowed respectfully and walked away.

Ethelyne was sitting on one of the benches, she plucked one black rose and stared at it fixedly. ‘I miss you so much, mom. If you hadn't died that day, would we still be able to laugh together?’ Ethelyne smiled smirkily. “That is impossible, mother is just a human being blessed by the legendary Dragon. While I, is the devil. Our lives are both different ... If only mother did not come to this palace, would mother be able to live happily with grandfather?” He suddenly realized one thing.

‘*That's impossible, an ordinary human couldn't possibly last more than 500 years. Although he could, he must have been thin like a skeleton*.’

‘*Truly, too, but right. It could be that Grandfather used some kind of magic or spell that could make him live longer, for example like a demon. Though they are 800 years old but still like 18 years*.’

“Hah? Do you mean to insinuate me?”

‘*Ah. no, no! I, I am talking about another demon. Master certainly can not be equated with other demons, kan*.’

‘*Simply, you just quipped Miss kan*.’

‘*No! I told you, I'm talking about another demon. I-I never*-’

“You're punished for cleaning the warehouse a month.”

‘*What?? Wait for master, I can explain*!’

“Add half a month.”

‘*But*-’

“Add two months.”

‘*Baik*..’

‘*Pfft, hahaha. You finally got karma*!’

“Vio also punished cleaning warehouse a month.”

‘*What*??’

“What's up? You still want your punishment added?”

‘*No* ..’

‘*Add only master! Let the wolf - I mean Vio punished longer than me*!’

“Flowing, stop talking if you don't want your punishment added.”

No more replies, Ethelyne sighed. He leaned back while staring fixedly at the flower he was holding, unintentionally. The thorn in the flower stalk injured his hand until it bled.

Surprisingly, the blood that came out was actually pitch black. Ethelyne stared at the blood that kept dripping with a flat gaze. “So yeah? As it turns out, I have indeed become a demon completely.” He touched his chest. ‘What's that why, I don't feel anything more in my heart? Pain, pity, sorrow, everything. Everything seemed to disappear and made my heart feel very light, well. From the beginning, I wasn't supposed to help people. Wh why? Why is it that when I turn into a demon completely, I still can't see them being wiped out. Although I can't feel anything for them, but somehow. I feel ... always wanted to help them.’ Ethelyne looked up and looked up at the sky. “Is it all because of a principle that I used to build with great difficulty? Could it be that I am still unfamiliar with the life of this monster?”

Ethelyne chuckled cynically, he lowered his head and looked back at his rapidly regenerating wound. “Ah, I seem to understand why demons always hunt humans and eat them. Their regeneration depends on the number of humans eaten, the more. Then the regeneration will be faster and can even withstand any sharp metal.”