Divine Emperor of Death

Davis had been more exposed to a woman's thought process since he was with Evelynn all the time, so he felt that he could now tell what women were thinking a little bit. He could mostly guess Evelynn's thoughts but for other women, their thought process remained a mystery as if it were an enigmatic artificial intelligence.

He shot a gaze at his mother and inwardly questioned, 'Last time father went on a journey, he birthed so many children because of having one night stands with so many women until he met you. Isn't mother afraid that he will give birth to more children if he travels to train now?'

Davis just had this thought before he remembered that his father had already vowed to the heavens that he would not mingle with another woman in his entire life other than the current women in his harem.

He shook his head, inwardly chuckling before giving 50,000 Mid-Level Spirit Stones to them each and left together with Evelynn after some talk. His parents became heartened by his gesture and inadvertently revealed their smiles for a long time.

100,000 Mid-Level Spirit Stones wasn't a small amount at all.

However, to Davis, although it was not a small amount, it couldn't be said to be a large amount either. He was not stingy with the resources because he won that wealth through betting on Princess Isabella and besides, he still had over 200,000 Mid-Level Spirit Stones and 100,000 High-Level Spirit Stones with him.

As for Low-Level Spirit Stones, he had them in the millions, so unless he ran out of it, he even disdained to count how much he had with him at the moment.

As they walked on the streets, Davis saw a womanly figure approach him and inwardly flinched in avoidance as he didn't do so physically because walking towards him was none other than Lucia; his aunt.

With her eyes narrowed in all seriousness, she briskly walked with great strides and stood in front of Davis, her posture taut with her chin up.

Davis smiled, "Well, hello there, elder sister... Or should I call you, aunt?"

Lucia's expression fell.

She opened her mouth, "I'll only say this one, give him back."

"You mean the corpse?" Davis teased.

Lucia's eyes shook and her expression turned into one of anger before her eyes became moist. She looked as if she were going to fume but she broke down and started to cry as tears cascaded down her cheeks.

Her stern facade fell and she dropped to the surface by squatting and hiding her face behind her knees.

"G-Give him back..."

Her tone was on the level of begging.

Davis became taken aback before he felt a little guilty of making his aunt cry. It wasn't like he was keeping Glyn's corpse just to annoy her but he felt that he needed the corpse if he were to act on his conjecture.

He let out a short sigh and spoke.

"Alright, follow me back. You don't want to have Nina see him, do you?"

His response instantly garnered her attention so she instantly wiped her tears and looked at Davis with slightly red eyes, afraid that he would change his mind.

The way she thought, Davis wasn't the Davis she knew anymore.

He became strong, and no longer spoke with them. She felt that he was entirely a different person with all this happening but she knew all too well that he was the one who saved them. Hence, she still had some hope within her that the Davis in front of her was the Davis she knew and interacted with in their teenage days.

Davis and Evelynn left towards their building along with Lucia.

Once they entered the wide hall capable of hosting more than twenty people, Davis summoned out a container after he said, "You are not allowed to take him away."

Lucia's heartbeat sped up in an irregular rhythm as she suddenly felt short of breath. She didn't reply but held her hands towards her breasts and closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down.

It took her some time to stabilize her trembling legs and complex feelings. She suddenly opened her eyes and walked to the container and yanked it open.

Inside the container was a man's corpse with a bloodied hole in his chest, just left like that to remain as he was at the time of death.

On his face was a wide smile that didn't disappear, while his unfocused eyes remained staring at the ceiling.

The corpse looked fresh as if it didn't suffer from rigor mortis and other processes that a human would eventually experience after death. Due to the containers preserving capabilities, the corpse wasn't much different than at the time of death.

Only the blood seemed to be frozen and stained the container where his chest lied.

Once Lucia's eyes reflected Glyn's corpse, tears inadvertently started to flow down as she remembered the scene.

His victorious smile, deeply inflicting sorrow in her heart when he managed to save her.

Everything flashed past her eyes before she kneeled down and let her heart cry out as she let out an agonized cry.

"Ahhh!~"

Davis wasn't in the hall anymore, and neither was Evelynn.

After telling Lucia to not take the corpse with her, he didn't bother to stay. They came back to their room but before they could reach the door, they heard the anguished cry of Lucia echoing throughout the building as if she was a wailing ghost.

They both entered the room with complex emotions reflecting in their eyes before Evelynn suddenly embraced him.

Davis was taken aback but then he caressed her hair with his fingers. His lips curved into a smile after he heard her say.

"I don't want to see you like that..."

"Then, I won't become like that..."

They both uttered, not willing to say the word 'corpse' as if it were a taboo.

Davis knew that Lucia's cry had affected Evelynn's thought process, even making her imagine his death.

Evelynn was indeed clingy, like a child who needed constant attention and reassurance.

However, he contrasted.

Wasn't all women like that? Only that they didn't show it on their faces or through their expressions easily while Evelynn exhibited all her emotions through her actions and expressions.

Nevertheless, this was what he exactly liked about her.

He felt that being with a woman who didn't bother to reveal her emotions would be even harder than being with someone like Evelynn.

"Won't their families find out that you were the one who killed them?"

Davis laughed as he realized that she was worried about this matter.

Indeed, in her perspective, she could only imagine that he used an unknown method to them. She didn't exactly know that it was untraceable unless they could relate the matter through their intelligence or discover Fallen Heaven's energy.

Hence, this became the reason for her to fear that they would try to kill her husband because of the dispute that happened because of her in the Conferred King Tournament.

"That won't happen. The way they died doesn't point out to us in any way and even if they do find us somehow by tracing back to you, they would have to go through the Conferred Queen to deal with us..."

Evelynn's eyes widened, "You mean..."

"Yes, since Princess Isabella wants to establish herself, it'll become an opportunity for her to further showcase her might if they ever find out that I'm the one who caused their deaths..."

Davis let out a chuckle like scheming serpent.

Evelynn looked at him with an enraptured expression on her face.

Looking at her widened eyes, Davis leaned in and took her lips, savoring her flavor for a few seconds before a dazed expression appeared on her face which asserted that she was ready to be taken again.

Unfortunately, there was a guest and a corpse in the building and they couldn't bear to do it, not with her mourning cries still emanating in the hallways.