Chapter 16: Memories of Duo Ye (Part 2)*
“I was born in a relatively remote area.”
Yaye's voice sounded softly in the dark room, low, cold, and somewhat magnetic, like the whisper of a vampire.
"Because they were of the Yeyue variety with good qualifications, they were sought after in remote areas. Well, just like Ling Shuang in Wilvis Town, they got a little carried away and became very picky. They chose a young man named Lingwusi who thought he had great potential. They arrogantly ran to the place where high-level Possessed Moon Envoys were active, hoping to hunt above their level."
As he spoke, he shook his head as if mocking his own naiveté.
"As a result, we suffered retribution after a few attempts. We were besieged by several Level 8 Possessed Moon Envoys. All the companions who went with us were killed. My first master was also seriously injured and near death due to a sneak attack. I was the only one left. I protected him and resisted for a few minutes, but I couldn't hold on. My master died before he could be treated, and a small part of the sickle handle was broken off. I relied on my blood-sucking skill to escape the encirclement with my last breath.
Afterward, I didn't have enough money, and the Protoss Ore Solution wasn't enough to heal all my injuries. No one was willing to sign a contract with the severely weakened Scythe, and no one wanted to spend money to buy me the solution before they'd even gotten any benefits. Remember, back then, in a remote town, anyone who could afford Protoss Ore Solution was considered wealthy. So, for a while, I barely had enough to eat and sleep. Coincidentally, the royal army was recruiting civilians at that time, so I decided to go with a desperate attitude.
"And then? Were you hired?"
"Ah, people in the national military always have a longer-term vision. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't be a lackey of the military."
"Mmmmm."
Beichen made a dissatisfied sound on the side, as if complaining, "Aren't you also in the Elysian military now?"
Seeing that Beichen was angry, Yaye chuckled and patted her head.
"Then, I met that woman. She was the second-ranked princess of Saiyan at the time. Although she was a princess, she wasn't spoiled. She loved hunting, so she often joined the Knights to fight against the Star Scourge Night. Then, after my first Star Scourge Night in the Knights, she said she loved the appearance of my scythe and wanted to sign a contract with me."
"Is she...is she beautiful?"
Beichen interrupted quietly from the side - although he had a hunch that Yaye's past was probably related to his love history, his tone was still slightly sour.
Yaye raised his eyebrows and pointed at the princess who was lying unconscious on the ground (and tied up by Xiang Ying using star power).
"She looks a bit like her, but prettier than her."
"More beautiful than her. ...Woo woo." Beichen twitched the corner of his mouth.
"The master is jealous." Xiang Ying smiled at the side, "Just now it was because of me, now it's because of Senior Yaye."
"How could that be?!" Beichen's face immediately turned red. He denied it verbally, but he was secretly shocked in his heart - he was so rude to the princess. Could it be that his subconscious was because she looked at Xiang Ying with such a blatant look?
Oh my...it seems her possessiveness of the people around her is a bit scary. This won't do. If she lets it go on like this, their lives will be very difficult. She can't restrict their freedom. Besides, their relationship with her is not something others can interfere with. Why is she being so unreasonable and fussy?
Well, I have to be more careful. I decided a long time ago not to get jealous easily. Cheer up! Show your queenly demeanor and style! Being jealous is not what a queen should do! Chatting and laughing, sails and masts are reduced to ashes, and emotions are kept secret. Watching life and death with a smile, fortune and disaster unfold, and handsome men on either side raise their fingers to point to the country. This is the right way!
——Beichen nodded incoherently with great pride in his heart, completely unaware that if those people heard his thoughts, they would definitely beat their chests and say something like "Please be more jealous" or something like that.
"I haven't even said anything yet and you're already acting awkward?"
Yaye reached out and pinched Beichen's face.
"Since you value me so much, why are you so reluctant to relax your boundaries?"
Beichen was stunned, then looked directly into Yaye's eyes:
"Well, I don't deny that part of the reason is because of Xiang Ying. If he doesn't come back, I will never be able to let go of myself... But there is another reason... I am waiting for Yaye to speak out, to tell you all this."
Yaye was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud, and then patted the shoulder of Xiang Ying, who was standing beside him with a touched look on his face.
"Then continue."
"At the time, I was a young man, still quite infatuated. Seeing her beautiful, gentle, and considerate, I couldn't resist the temptation and signed a contract with her. I'll skip the sweet details of their relationship because I'm afraid someone would become jealous and someone would learn bad habits."
As he spoke, he glanced amusedly at the two little guys beside him, who had different expressions (in his eyes).
"To be fair, even though she did what she did later, in those early days... looking back, she must have really liked me. She treated me very well—just like a certain Matcha treated a certain stupid Kage. That kind of attitude was quite valuable in an environment where warriors were being bullied. So, basically, any warrior couldn't stand this kind of soft approach, and I was no exception. There was a point... where my mind couldn't hold anything else except her.
So when she asked me to marry her, I was so happy that I almost went crazy—no kidding, I was really going crazy.”
“…”
Beichen was silent—she had a bad feeling about this.
"But you know, in Senagard, before the Protoss Revolution, marrying a human took tremendous courage and overcame countless obstacles—not to mention she was a member of the royal family. Yet, she ignored the objections of numerous relatives and friends, her parents' scolding, and even my advice to forget it... Ultimately, she won my parents' approval in exchange for taking the throne in her incompetent sister's place. You can imagine how happy I was then."
Yaye said this and let out a long sigh.
"But I forgot that marriage is just the beginning. All fairy tales only end with the hero and heroine getting married. Is this to cover up the unbearable consequences that follow... Maybe even the fairy tale authors themselves don't dare to continue writing.
Once we have achieved what we want, we will naturally be inseparable for a long time. However, as time passes, the disguise becomes unsustainable, and some of the bad qualities hidden behind the mask begin to emerge. When the passion fades, those things that were considered "charm" during the passionate period gradually turn back into "flaws."
I was young and impulsive, arrogant, a bit rude, and sometimes liked to stand up for the weak. She was very happy with this at first and was willing to coax her, but after a while, her princess temper returned and she would start to blame me for not considering her position, blaming me for being too clingy and not giving her any space, blaming me for not being able to help her with government affairs, and blaming me for being too rude and not being a husband of a royal woman.
“…”
"I was also stupid at the time. Because I cared too much, I changed whatever she criticized me for. I forced myself to act cautiously, to adopt an aristocratic tone, to be gentle and considerate, and to become something completely different from Yaye. But at the time, I didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all. I even touted it as a dedication to love. I didn't realize that true love isn't about trying to change the other person, but about getting along with each other.
Because of this, the more I indulged her, the less valuable I became to her—isn't that just human nature? The easier it is to get something, the less we cherish it. So, no matter how hard I tried—by the third year of our marriage, we were practically in a cold war.
Yaye laughed at himself and shook his head.
"Then, the fact that she and I couldn't have offspring became a major factor in accelerating the split. Not long after the Cold War began, she broke her vow of 'only one' and married a young human duke. I hadn't cared much about her vow to begin with, because I didn't want her to be childless... But breaking her vow at this time was heartbreaking. By then, I finally realized how ridiculous my compromises were, so I chose to return to being the old Yaye."
Beichen frowned: "And you left her?"
"No, the past relationship won't just end like that... I still held onto the hope that she would come back... Unfortunately, what I got was the Duke's frame-up."
"There's always that kind of stuff in the palace..." Xiang Ying mumbled, "Ah, I'm not talking about the master's palace, the master's exception..."
"That duke is also a fool." Yaye laughed. "He used some extremely lame tricks, even slandering me for having an affair with another woman - but she just believed it. No... Looking back, she clearly discovered the duke's tricks, but was happy not to expose them."
Beichen glared: "Why?!"
"She's forcing me to leave. For a human, sharing a spouse with a War Machine is a grave disgrace. As long as I'm around, she won't be able to continue marrying a nobleman to consolidate her power—in the end, she prioritizes power over love."
"Then she should just say it directly! If they really can't get along, we can just part ways amicably!"
"I was also puzzled by this at the time. I thought she was hesitant in not breaking up... that she still had some feelings for me, but I didn't know she had other plans. That winter, an envoy from Youyu came to visit Saiyan, and on the night of the moonquake, she drugged me and sent me to the room of the lady-in-waiting at the Youyu embassy."
Yaye spoke expressionlessly, but Beichen stood up on the bed in anger, and Xiang Ying also took a deep breath.
"Don't be so excited... Sit down." Yaye smiled evilly, pulling Beichen's wrist to make her sit down again. "Five women, or six? Anyway, I was sent out as a gift for more than ten days. I was starving and didn't even have the strength to fight back. I turned back into my sickle form. Then she brought me back—and kept me half-dead in this starvation state until she barely fed me enough to maintain my human form the second time, and sent me out as a gift for friendly talks with others. This went on and on for a whole year."
In a calm voice, as if he was narrating someone else's story, he recounted the most unbearable period of history. There was even a smile on Yaye's face as he spoke, and his voice was very steady - he must have completely let go, so he could talk about his past self in such a tone.
But what about him in the past? How much humiliation, hatred, injustice, and despair were contained in those simple words? What kind of desolation did he endure at that time? How heartbroken and angry did he feel when his beloved repeatedly used him as a tool?
──How deep must the hatred or desire for life be to allow him to survive for such a year?
Did he ever cry? Did he ever laugh in despair? Did those beautiful ruby eyes ever become clouded? Did he ever rage? Did he ever struggle? Did he ever wail? ... Did he ever beg for mercy?
Such a proud Yaye──
Yaye, who always smiles boldly, showing off his handsome fangs; Yaye, who holds his scythe high on the battlefield, overlooking everything; Yaye, with his white hair and red eyes, as handsome as a mysterious vampire; Yaye, who can resolve any setbacks with his unique gentleness and guidance...
Just imagining his expression when he was treated like a toy and sent out to be played with again and again makes my heart ache like a knife.
The speaker exposes this dirty memory to others with a faint smile, and then watches it slowly dissipate, while the listener trembles all over, so angry that he can hardly control himself, and even tears silently flow down his face without realizing it.
"Later, it was an envoy from a small nation who couldn't stand it anymore. He healed me, secretly had his warriors help me hunt and advance, and then sent me back... On my way back, I deliberately maintained my sickle form, using drugs to suppress the star power and lower her vigilance. Then, when she... was holding my hilt and laughing at me with her husbands, I transformed back into human form and drained her blood. And just like that... I became a Fallen Darkseid."
Beichen spoke coldly in a hoarse voice tinged with tears: "Did she say anything before she died?"
"Yes, but unfortunately they weren't words of regret. She said she hated me. I made her a joke, a laughing stock, a rift between her parents, and drove her sister, who was pushed out of office, mad... and forced her to sit on this daunting throne, facing countless facts every day..."
"What the hell is she talking about?!"
Beichen laughed in anger and uttered a rare curse:
"Wasn't she willingly and even happily paying all those costs back then?! How come when it comes to the real deal, she ends up making it all Yaye's fault?... Even if we take a step back, can the injuries she mentioned justify hurting Yaye so much?! And she's so righteous... Damn it! He deserves to die! He deserves to die! Die! Die!! Bastard! Cowardly good-for-nothing! Son of a bitch!!"
With red eyes, she used all the curse words in her mind, but still couldn't vent the anger in her chest. She jumped off the bed and walked to the unconscious princess angrily, wanting to kick her, but stopped at the last moment.
“Damn it! Damn it!!”
She pulled at her hair angrily.
"I know clearly that she's not her...but why...why do I want to beat her up so badly!!"
"Alright, alright, why are you so excited? It's been a hundred years. I don't care anymore. Why are you so angry?"
Yaye waved to Beichen, called her back, and reached out to wipe the tears from her face.
"This woman is the last of the Saiyan bloodline. I won't kill her, but I won't let her cause us any trouble either. Now everyone knows that Yaye belongs to Elysien, so we must never let her remember us. And... I've also paid back the lives I owe them. From now on, I have nothing to do with the past Yaye."
"Of course!"
Beichen was still angry and stared at the figure lying on the ground, panting.
"But you haven't even gone through the proper divorce procedures yet! Hurry up and get a divorce...!"
"Huh? Divorce? How can I get a divorce if I killed her? Besides, the moment I became a Fallen Dark Seed, I had no connection with her anymore. I destroyed everything I could about her, and all that's left is this memory. Now that I'm telling you all this, it means these memories have no effect on me anymore... Be good, don't be jealous."
“…”
Beichen remained silent for a few seconds, somewhat unwillingly.
"Alright! Why are you crying? It's nice for a woman to cry for herself, but I want to see her smile more! Just keep looking at me with that constipated face!"
Yaye grabbed Beichen's face and rubbed it hard, while calling out to Xiangying:
"You idiot! Throw this woman into your room and lock her up. We should leave for our return trip tomorrow. Remember not to be discovered."
"good."
Xiang Ying nodded with a slightly hoarse voice, picked up the still unconscious woman, and dragged her out of the room. BY UKIN
"Ah? If we throw her to Xiang Ying's room, where will Xiang Ying sleep? I don't want Xiang Ying to spend the night in the same room with her."
"Sleep over? Do you think we'll be able to sleep tonight?"
Beichen lowered her head - indeed, she was afraid that once she calmed down, she would imagine Yaye's miserable situation back then, and then rush directly to the next room to kill the scapegoat - she finally understood a little bit of how Redis felt when he faced Rui.
"I have one last concern left."
As Yaye spoke, he leaned over, lifted Beichen's chin, and kissed the corner of her lips.
"...You don't resist?...After what I heard before?"
Beichen twitched his lips: "Don't you want to say something ridiculous like 'Don't you think I'm dirty?'"
The vein on Yaye's forehead twitched.
However, Beichen rarely took the initiative to put his arms around Yaye's neck and kissed him back.
The hands that were hugging Beichen were completely stiff. Beichen snorted with triumph and released his hands from around Yaye.
"Hehehe, don't underestimate me. After all, I've been hanging out with Black Plague and Su Jie for two years! I can also take the initiative to attack!"
...I wonder who is blushing after seeing two black and white bugs in swimsuits on the beach──Ya Ye complained in his heart with amusement, but he unconsciously increased the strength of his hands and pressed Beichen into his arms.
He knew that this kid was usually very thin-skinned, but at a time like this, he could put all that aside without hesitation and try his best to comfort him in this way.
"Ya Ye."
Beichen put his hands on both sides of his face with a serious expression.
"Those who hold grudges but don't implicate others, and are even willing to distinguish between good and evil...who repay their enemies, no matter how much physical suffering they've endured, must have a broad mind."
Yaye raised his eyebrows: "So?"
"So you think someone who can become the woman of such a man...would care about such things? You chose me, Yaye. Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in your own judgment!"
"oh?"
Yaye laughed softly, and with a casual pull, he pushed Beichen down on the bed.
"My woman? You? I don't think we've reached the final step yet?"
"……Well."
"Otherwise, it's still not too late to fulfill it now. We—"
Yaye was halfway through his words when the door opened. Xiang Ying walked in and saw the two of them in that position. Her face flushed.
"...Master! Master...Senior Yaye!! Do you need me...to take shelter?"
Xiang Ying turned his head awkwardly, nervously tugging at the corner of his clothes. Although he spoke in a very magnanimous manner, there was still a hint of grievance in his tone.
"Why would I avoid you?" Yaye said impatiently, still holding Beichen down, signaling Xiangying to close the door. "We're all family now. Doing it once is doing it, and doing it twice is also doing it, right, you stupid Matcha?"
Xiang Ying's face turned even redder: "Yeah?! Master... are you talking about... sharpening the blade with the master?!"
"Yes, your master is in high spirits today, right?"
“…That’s not right!”
Beichen wanted to jump up, feeling both amused and helpless, but was held down by Yaye.
"Please don't imitate Black Disaster Su Jie! Why do you need to... two of you together? You're not twins!"
"I can't help it. It's obvious that this idiot Ying doesn't know anything besides the basics. As someone with so much experience, I'll just have to be his teacher for once."
As Yaye spoke, he showed a somewhat ghostly smile, and his hands were not idle. He quietly tore off most of Beichen's clothes.
“Hmm—”
Xiang Ying on the side covered his nose and took a few steps back:
"Master, Master's naked body... I... I finally saw it! This life is worth it. Even if I die now, I will have no regrets—"
"Can you show some promise, little brat? Just seeing it is the end of it!"
Yaye, feeling both amused and helpless, threw Beichen's stripped underwear onto Xiang Ying - the other party caught it in a panic and put it into the storage space.
"Right, right... How can I only look at the master's? Then... then I'll show the master mine too!"
So Xiang Ying started to untie the belt around his waist with a red face, and Yaye's mouth twitched:
"Don't start with your pants, you idiot! That'll make you look like a creep!"
"And Xiangying, don't steal my underwear! What's the point of putting it in the 'Private Collection' section of this storage space?!"
Beichen, who was naked on the bed, shouted with a frown on his face.
"But, but the first time I sharpened my sword with my master, I should have a souvenir—"
"That shouldn't be underwear, can you at least change it into underwear..."
Beichen was almost wailing, and Yaye pressed his hand on Beichen's chest in dissatisfaction, squeezing it lightly, which made her let out a brief moan.
"You two little bastards, just be quiet! Look carefully, Xiangying, and you damned Matcha, lie down and let me take you!"
“Wow wow!? Yaye is a pervert. Yaye likes to be watched by others. Wuwu…”
Seeing that he had been touched all over and his legs were spread apart with bad intentions, Beichen complained incoherently with a sad face, and was bitten on the shoulder by Yaye as a result.
"Who likes to be watched? You're a woman who loves to flirt with women, and you have too many female confidantes, so I started practicing so early!"
Beichen's expression instantly darkened, and he stopped struggling:
"……sorry."
Yaye turned and looked at Ying:
"See? The most effective way to deal with this woman is to use the pity tactic. I've been trying to please her for so long without success, but she just lay down when I feigned strength, calmness, and sadness while recounting the past. A few words of complaint from me and she stopped struggling. Learn from her! Acting pitiful is a surefire way to sharpen your sword."
"Yes, I've taken note of it, Senior Yaye!" Xiang Ying actually took out his notebook and acted like a good student - but the problem was that he was half-naked now, so he looked a little perverted.
"..." Beichen's face turned completely green.
"Besides, she's been hanging out with the black and white bugs for a long time, so she's used to them going at it together. So we'll have to discuss the technical allocation later."
"I see—you're truly worthy of being Senior Yaye!"
Beichen bared his teeth and claws in Yaye's arms: "What do you take me for? A threesome devil?!"
"...The question is, besides fighting with the black and white bugs, do you have any other [beep] experience?"
“…”
So Matcha, who had nothing to say in response, became depressed again.
"Alright, alright."
Yaye patted Beichen's butt and pressed forward.
"It's almost dawn. If you ruin the atmosphere, we won't have time to have fun."
"It's still five tyres until dawn! Do you want to torture me to death?!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Is the title of Level Six Wusihuang just for show?! Stay awake and don't fall asleep, okay?"
“Xiang Yingying Yingyingying…Yaye bullied me!!”
"Eh? Master, do you want me to come too? Master's body...will it be too much? Master has such a small frame and is so light—although it seems a little heavier than two years ago..."
"Xiang Ying, please don't complain about me getting fat right now..."
The room was silent for a few seconds, and then Beichen's tiny wailing was heard again:
"...Why...why! Forget about Black Disaster and Su Jie! Why you guys too...!! Can you...can you control...your thing to become a little smaller? Even a little smaller is fine!"
"...What nonsense are you talking about, damn Matcha."
"...I see, Master, do you prefer something smaller..."
"Stupid Shadow, stop it! Don't really use the star power to transform your body!"
There was a snap, as if someone was slapping someone on the back of the head.
"That's just the damn woman being pretentious! Remember, women love to say the opposite of what they mean in bed!"
"Really... I see. Thank you for your reminder, Senior Yaye!"
There was silence for a few seconds, and then the room suddenly erupted with Beichen's wailing:
“…Don’t enlarge it so arbitrarily, you bastard—”
The innkeeper on the first floor asked: "What happened to the guest on the second floor?"
The proprietress was incredibly calm: "I can tell at first glance that this is a Lingwusi who's carrying around weapons. He's probably sharpening them, right?"
The boss wiped his sweat and said, "...sharpening the blade won't make that much noise, right?"
The proprietress rolled her eyes. "You don't know this, do you? Young people these days have very strong tastes. Some people just like being abused. They're called M's. That girl upstairs is definitely an M'!"
Boss: "...I thought I heard something about 'transformation'. Are they secretly conducting some horrific human experiments?"
The proprietress said, "Who would be doing experiments in our shabby shop? They're probably just playing with props. I say, old man, just keep quiet. Why are you meddling in other people's affairs, especially such private matters?"
Boss: "But I always have a bad feeling──"
At this moment, a scream came from upstairs:
“Aaaaaah, help me! I’m constipated! I’m constipated!! And Yaye, please stop sucking my blood or my nervous system will collapse! Damn it, I told you not to do random transformations, you two bastards with such bad taste! Ahh ...
The proprietress: "...Why don't you go and ask what happened?"
boss:"……"
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