The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 306 - 254: Past Events (Part 2)

Mael Valerius’s handsome face suddenly darkened, this peacock actually mimicking him?

"Annoying phoenix, you really need a beating."

As he spoke, his fist was about to swing over again.

"Don’t be excited, cousin~"

Soren Phoenix swiftly flicked his Fiery Red Feather Robe, nimbly dodging behind Luna Sutton, "This tactic works every time, the old man is most afraid of me going on a hunger strike."

Kian Sterling’s ten fox tails swung dangerously behind him, "Young Lord Fawkes, do you think this is child’s play?"

"How could it be child’s play?"

Soren suddenly put away his smile, a cold glimmer flashed in his peach blossom eyes, "My dear father was infuriated my matron to death over that vile woman, and for that bastard Celestia Fawkes, dared to strike me several times, even locking me up in the family shrine as punishment. Now that the bastard is dead, I couldn’t be happier."

His change of expression was too quick, everyone paused for a moment.

Mael Valerius suddenly grasped the key in his words, "You said Aunt was angered to death by Xylon Phoenix? Wasn’t Aunt weak and died of illness?"

In his dark golden eyes were astonishment, anger, and doubt.

His gaze was fixed on Soren, seemingly wanting to read more information from his expression.

A shadow passed through Soren’s peach blossom eyes, the Phoenix True Fire at his fingertips suddenly surged, casting his handsome face into alternating light and darkness, "Died of illness? Pah, that was just the hypocrite Xylon Phoenix’s excuse to cover up the truth. My matron was not overly robust, but she wouldn’t have died young."

He suddenly pulled down his collar, turning his back, revealing a scar on his back, "When I was ten, I saw with my own eyes, that old fool used Phoenix True Fire to force my matron to accept that vile woman into the house."

Mael Valerius’s gaze fell on the scar on Soren’s back, which was glaringly conspicuous on his smooth back, "That is... a burn mark from Phoenix True Fire?"

"That’s right."

Soren leisurely tidied his collar, slowly turned around, his lips curling into a mocking smile, "That year I lunged forward to protect my matron, getting singed by his true fire. Later my matron fell into despair and perished, while that old fool turned around to bring the mistress and bastard into Pyralia. However, my matron acted faster than the old fool, sent people to kill that vile woman before dying, only brought back Celestia Fawkes."

At this point, his eyes were filled with deeper ridicule, "When the old fool learned of the vile woman’s death, he truly cried his heart out. Pitiful my matron believed until death that Xylon Phoenix had her in his heart, thinking it was all the vile woman’s fault; utterly laughable."

Mael Valerius’s dark golden eyes surged with rage, "That old fool deserves to die, pitiful Aunt loved blindly; had Father known Xylon Phoenix was so deplorable, he would never have agreed to Aunt marrying over there..."

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes flickered slightly, looking at Soren, "So you’ve been pretending to be promiscuous just to anger your father?"

"What else?"

Soren suddenly leaned close to Luna Sutton, blowing gently into her ear, "I plan on leveraging this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly reverted to a carefree manner, rolling a strand of her hair between his fingers, "If the old man dares to touch you, I’ll go cry at his bedroom door every day, accusing him of causing my matron’s death and now wanting to cause my beloved’s death, and that I’ll follow in love-suicide. When this news reaches The Dragon Clan, reaches my Uncle’s ears, he definitely won’t let that old fool off."

Everyone present was stunned, Mael Valerius’s dark golden eyes fixedly on him, "Are you serious?"

Luna Sutton instinctively touched the fiery red feather in her hair, feeling its searing heat.

She was about to take it out but was stopped by Soren holding her wrist, "Little female, that’s my Lifebound Feather, pulling it out would be lethal~"

"You!"

Mael Valerius grabbed Soren’s collar, speaking coldly, "Take back the feather, don’t force me to turn nasty with you."

Soren let him grab him as he pleased, his peach blossom eyes brimming with amusement, "Cousin, why so anxious? After all, Luna already has six Beast Husbands, one more won’t make much difference~"

"Bang!"

Corbin Crowley directly separated the two, his silver eyes cold and icy, "Young Lord Fawkes, please have some respect."

Kian Sterling’s ten fox tails swung dangerously behind him, his voice terrifyingly gentle, "Soren, we’re very sorry about your matron’s situation, but that’s not a reason to flirt with Luna."

Soren suddenly put away his smile, his Fiery Red Feather Robe fluttering without wind, "Who said I was flirting? I’m sincerely trying to help The Wolf Tribe, and indeed find this method very good."

He turned to Luna Sutton, kneeling on one knee, taking her hand, "And sincerely seeking companionship."

Rhys Blackwood’s snake tail suddenly coiled around Luna Sutton’s waist, pulling her back, his voice icy, "The Wolf Tribe doesn’t need it, Luna doesn’t need it either."

Soren stood up, utterly indifferent, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, looking at Rhys Blackwood with a smirk, "Oh? You’re that sure? Do you know the strength of The Phoenix Clan? The Wolf Tribe is merely a small tribe in The Lower Domain, whereas The Phoenix Clan is a colossus in Aetheria. If the old man means business, your The Wolf Tribe might not be able to bear it."

The atmosphere turned serious and tense.

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes cooled slightly, his bone wings instantly unfolding, "Young Lord Fawkes, is this a threat?"

Soren however suddenly smiled, playfully twirling Luna Sutton’s feather with his fingers, "How could it be? I’m merely stating facts."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone, "The old man cherishes Celestia Fawkes most; now that she’s dead, he won’t let it go unpunished. Do you think, relying only on Sky-mist Canyon’s terrain and those traps you’ve set, that you can stop The Phoenix Clan’s wrath?"

Rhys Blackwood’s dark eyes focused on Soren, "So, what is your goal?"

Though his heart already guessed the answer, he couldn’t help but ask.

Soren’s lips curled slightly, suddenly leaned close to Luna Sutton’s ear, lowered his voice, "It’s simple, make me your seventh Beast Husband. Little Luna, I truly like you, from the moment we first met, I felt you were exceptionally special, special to the point where I think about you day and night, sleepless at night, with only you in my mind."

Though his tone was frivolous and ambiguous, his expression was rarely earnest.

Luna Sutton’s eyes widened, this peacock is really serious?

Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, and the others’ faces instantly darkened, silver eyes, black eyes, all shooting towards Soren, the atmosphere immediately becoming tense and explosive.

Soren seemed unaware of the surrounding bad atmosphere, still smiling charmingly at her, "Little Luna, consider it. If you accept me, not only can The Wolf Tribe’s crisis be solved, but you also gain another good-looking and capable Beast Husband, why not?"

Her mouth twitched, this peacock’s skin is really quite thick.

Just about to refuse, the system’s voice suddenly echoed in her mind, "Host, did you forget the hidden mission? Accept Soren and you can accomplish the mission to gain Affection Points. To tell the host some good news, Soren’s favorability isn’t low~"

She froze, suddenly recalling the hidden mission the damn system previously issued.

With a helpless sigh, it seems this Soren is inescapable.

Honestly speaking, she doesn’t really dislike Soren, just feels this man is too promiscuous, and she lacks confidence.