The Mask Of A Siren 17 General's Crisis 2

"Minster Rui must be mistaken. What do you mean?"

Minster Rui heaved in anger. His finger shook as he spoke furiously, "You want to anger me to death, don't you?"

"Minster Rui, I've always respected you as a high ranking official. Please don't make it hard for this subject."

Minster Rui narrowed his eyes. Was the General making a hidden threat? Good. Very good. He underestimated this man. He swiftly turned to the Emperor, his hand cupped in respect.

"My ruler, please pa.s.s your fair judgment for me. This subject's daughter has suffered from this heartless man."

The Emperor frowned. It wasn't his place to interference into family matters, but Minster Rui had made such a ma.s.sive fuss about it, and he needed to play it down.

"General Wei, what do you have to say about that?"

"It's true that I reacted unreasonably towards my concubine. However, she went insane and tried to kill me."

"She tried to kill you?"

The General ripped his coat and s.h.i.+fted his collar. Underneath the fabric, everyone can see the harsh black-purplish fingerprints of attempted murder.

The Emperor frowned. He had heard from the Crown Prince that the concubine had suffered an injury. However, since it was too timely, he had suspected the concubine faked it to protect the General. However, if the concubine indeed did suffer a head injury and gone mad. Then there would be nothing to tie the General down. He tapped his fingers on the armrest of his throne. His goal was to weaken the General's troops, but this made it inconvenient.

Minster Rui quickly got down on his knees.

"My Ruler, how can you listen to his nonsense. How can a mere lady like my daughter cause anything harm to the General? She is only a level 3-grade nature connector. At most, she can only sprout vines."

The Emperor rubbed his forehead, all this drama was causing his head to cause. He wasn't stupid, everything he needed to steal the General's power came too quickly to him. Someone was pus.h.i.+ng this forward behind the scene, but he didn't know what their motive was.

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Meanwhile, the 'little schemer' the Emperor was worried about had just woken up. Hongyue slowly sat up in her bed bewildered at how smoothly her body reacted. There usually should be a backlash, her body shouldn't be able to move at all for at least a week. She managed her sore neck and her cold feet, trying to collect her thoughts. She frowned.

First, the poison in her body is still there, but for some reason, it didn't really affect her body all that much anymore. Even without using her powers, she could feel it suppressed. While it was good news, she didn't feel all that happy about it. How is she going to act? Her heartless father probably thought she was dead, yet once again she still alive. Hongyue grinned wickedly, while it might stir suspension, it could help anger him to death. If he dies, there will be no need to act

Hongyue slipped her pale feet into a pair of slippers.

She could feel the chilly breeze slipping into her footwear. She glanced at the window and waved her arm to the right. The window's fabric instantly whipped over and covered the open entry.

She paused.

Right.

She nearly forgot.

She had intended to kill Concubine Mei the day before after all there was no point in keeping someone so useless. After someone is infected by a hex done by a siren, their mind would be so broken to the point, they would kill everything until they died. It was a highly forbidden spell that others could not produce unless they sacrifice a considerable amount of their life. However, Hongyue would only suffer a week of backlash. This was the benefit of being a half-ling. Hongyue drew a half a circle on the table with her finger. She could remember just before she could force her powers to slice off Concubine Mei's life, something inside of her held her back. Her hand slowly formed a fist, her fingernails digging into her skin. The blood trickled down the sides and dripped onto the table slowly following the outline of a half circle.

Slowly but surely a small wisp of vapor seemed to form a figure in front of her. Hongyue's eyes dilated. The figure in front of her was the previous owner of this body.

The real Hongyue.

"Why?" The siren asked. She didn't understand. Why did this weak human stop her when she was about to kill off the enemy who harmed her?

"Why?!"

The blood from the table slowly floated upwards and vaporized. The vapor combined with the wisp and the figure solidified. The figure stared at her but did not speak.

Why? Why did she look at her like that? Wasn't she helping this human exact her revenge?

"I saw your memories."

The siren flinched.

"So?"

The figure smiled sadly and walked toward the cautious siren half-ling. She reached out her hand and pointed to the top of the siren's forehead.

"When our souls exchanged spots, I saw your memories. I never saw anyone like you before. It made me admire you so much. So I've decided. I won't fight for this body with you. I'll give it to you."

The siren frowned, "Why, do you pity me?"

A moment went by before the figure murmured a soft yes.

The siren laughed coldly, "If you have seen my memories, you should have seen my killings, so there's no need to pity me. Tell me what your conditions for allowing me to use your body are. Revenge? I can kill all of th-"

A quiet voice interrupted her.

"No, I just want you to live well."

The siren slammed her hand down angrily. "What is with all your sweet words? Don't waste your time! What is your condition, Hongyue?!"

"You don't trust me, do you? No, you don't trust anyone. Then let me be the first one you trust. I have no need for this body, so I truly want you to have it. The name Hongyue is not mine to call anymore. It's now yours. When you got Concubine Mei to tell the truth about my mother's death, I've already given up on regaining this body. My soul's already too far gone. I'm leaving this world completely soon, so I wanted to tell something before I leave, Hongyue."

The siren sat shocked. No, she can't believe what she said. Humans have always, always betrayed her.

"You don't believe me, do you?"

The figure smiled sadly.

"It doesn't matter. It's the truth. You'll believe me someday."

She touched the siren on the forehead and her figure dispersed. Her soul broke down to wisps and entered the siren's forehead. The was a slight tingling sensation before everything went quiet.