Chapter 6: Childhood with a Fireplace, the Three Sons Join Forces to Forge a New Alliance...
Mainkuhn! Mainkuhn! Child of Chaos! An anomaly of the world!
You should play the role of a pure evil demon, enjoying suffering as a spectator, just like your former father.
You should act like a true human being, always calm and composed, as dignified as your former mother.
Sweet love made your father forget his instincts, and fleeting love made your mother abandon reason, betraying her bloodline and marrying someone of a different race. Losing purity is a capital offense! Child, do not repeat their mistakes!
......
But I was born chaotic, so why should I pretend to be pure?
The half-demon's soul answered.
Because I survived because of the good intentions of the Son of Man, I will surely carry on those good intentions.
What dignity can one speak of when one is an orphan who has miraculously survived?
Come on, come on! Let my soul be torn apart by savagery and humanity!
*
"Mom! Stop hitting her!"
Maine heard Clayderman crying. She always cried, alone, quietly, in the bedroom, in the bathroom, in the washroom, secretly.
Maine didn't want to hear it, but cats have keen ears and always hear it.
"Brother!" the liar who claimed to be my mother screamed, slamming my head to the ground. Pebbles pierced my face, and I struggled on the ground, biting her fingers, pulling her hair, and kicking her stomach.
"Get out of my way! I'm going to kill it!..."
"Mainkuhn!"
I heard Peipei's voice distorted with fear, becoming shrill and unpleasant.
"Apologize to your mother immediately!! Now!"
Pepe is very smart, and she always makes the right decisions.
But this time I didn't listen to her.
Because I did nothing wrong.
......
It really hurts, brother.
*
"Little Mei...slept for many days."
Clementine sat by the hospital bed, gently pinching the half-demon's long, pointed nails with the soft, delicate hands of a human child.
The black, hooked nails will quickly grow back to their original length no matter how many times they are cut.
Stubborn, wild, and like their owners, they never apologize or back down.
So Xiaomei was beaten unconscious by her mother.
"Peipei, you were right there, why didn't you stop him? You know that kind of personality of his..."
Clementine was still shaken when she thought about what happened that day.
"It was so sudden. He rushed forward so fast and so fiercely that even I couldn't stop him."
None of them noticed that Maine's ear tip twitched slightly.
Pepe and Clementine don't get along? How strange.
"...You're right, Peipei. I shouldn't have blamed you. Mother really scared me... Xiaomei hasn't woken up yet. Will she be alright?"
“He has the ‘qualifications’; his mother will not let him die.”
The two remained quiet for a while, then began to mutter a lot of things, such as the king, the Fools, the mother's plan, human experiments, and so on. The cat couldn't understand much, but it tried its best to remember.
"...The mother said that the child was killed by Buck, did everyone believe her?"
“If Mainkun had attacked Buck, they would have believed it, but Mainkun attacked Mother.”
"Whoever Mainkuhn attacks is the one who has done something wrong."
Peruvée recited the truth of the fireplace house with a blank expression.
This truth is born from repeatedly protecting the weak and striking down the perpetrators.
......
Maine attacked her mother but not Buck.
There is only one body, and only one murderer.
Of the chosen children, none were fools, except for Maine.
[My mother is very gentle, but...]
The brother who had spent every day with them collapsed on the grass, still clutching his mother's blood-stained red hair in his hand until the very end.
Looking at the high and mighty Executor of the Fools, and at the gentle curve of her lips, the orphans were filled with confusion.
[Xiao Mei is more authentic.]
I believe in Mainkun.
“My mother was very confident; she thought we would never find out.”
Peruvé was astonished that a child who seemed like a wild beast had become a symbol of justice.
When he first arrived at the fireplace house, some people ostracized him because of his unusual appearance.
"Mother might be eliminating everyone except the king, but why is she starting so early..."
Sorrow crept prematurely onto her young face as Clay reached out to touch the bruises on Maine's arm.
“Before, when I said Mother was a bad person, no one believed me... Now they believe me, but what's the use... Even Little May was defeated so easily, she didn't even use elemental power!”
Elemental power?
Maine listened from her bed.
I don't have elemental power; what makes me strong is probably the demonic power in my bloodline.
Speaking of which, my strength has been increasing ever since I entered the House of Hearths. Why?
When is it that I always lose control of my strength? I need to think about it carefully...
The cat kept its eyes closed, making no attempt to signal that it was awake.
He needs time to think before he takes on a sport that he was neither good at nor had the patience to do.
The easy times when you could survive on instinct alone are over.
*
There were an unexpectedly large number of children who came to visit, but Maine never opened her eyes to them.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" the chestnut-haired boy sobbed. "You helped me when I was bullied, but I didn't dare to move when you were hit. Mother is so scary. I'm so cowardly! I'm sorry!"
Rongnuo, don't wipe your tears on your tail.
It's not fully grown yet; it's covered in down and doesn't have good waterproofing.
"You bastard! You actually dared to challenge Mother! I knew I hadn't misjudged you..." Jiro laughed to himself for a while, then fell silent, and finally quietly tugged at his brother's cat ears and blew air into them.
"Hey, tell me, did Mother kill Ichiro and Saburo too?"
According to Clayville, she may have been sent to be a "human test subject".
"Oliz, don't cry so obviously. Mother doesn't know we know she killed..."
"I'm so scared, Tommy, will I be killed too? I'm just firewood..."
"Shh, go help Maine feed the pigeons, don't think about anything."
Quite a few people came crying, even though they weren't the ones who got beaten up.
"Mainkuhn, please don't die! Only you dare to defy her, only you are defying her!"
"What will we do if you die? Who will we rely on?"
...? What is that?
Many children came, left their gifts, and left.
What do these guys want, speaking strange words and watching a cub that was almost killed by the "tribal chief"?
There were many things he couldn't understand, but when the red-haired woman came to visit, Maine felt it was time to wake up.
"Ugh...uh."
"Oh, my poor little spark, what's wrong?"
The executive officer's cold gloves touched the child's face.
"This punishment is indeed a bit harsh, but you were the one who did something wrong first, weren't you?"
She was so gentle that she could make any orphan in the world yearn for her, but Maine's eyes were as clear as if they had been washed clean, revealing confusion and wariness.
You slime.
Maine pressed his ear down and kicked her despite the pain.
"......"
Kujavina put up with it for the time being.
There are things she needs to correct now.
"So why did Mei bite me back then? Was it because..."
Did you see that little girl who died?
The executive officer's eyes were deep and unfathomable, hinting at a dark expectation.
She felt the child's artery and counted the heartbeats.
Fire Seed, it's one thing that you used to be willing to play house with those little good-for-nothings.
But if you are truly letting those two useless emotions of sympathy and pity dominate your body, you are irrationally lunging at death.
Then I must hold your hand tightly and kill them all.
"Bite you? Oh well, you'll have to bear with it, I won't change."
Maine wasn't very bright, but he lay there thinking for a long time and managed to sort out some of the cause-and-effect relationships.
For example, this person pretending to be the mother wants to continue pretending to be the mother, and...
Maine knew her eyes well.
The half-demon was born under that gaze.
To be seen as a monster... an alien being.
So the half-demon opened its vertical pupils wide at Kujavina, grinned to reveal sharp teeth, and freely displayed its inhuman parts.
"When I saw your back to me, I couldn't control myself and wanted to bite your neck, suck your blood, and eat your flesh."
"Even if it happened again, I would still bite you."
*
Utterly absurd, an explanation that isn't really an explanation.
But Kudjavina believed it.
"Looks like it's another... feline awakening of wild instincts? I'll find a way to help you control it."
She laughed and complained, as if the failed murder had never happened:
"It seems I, your mother, will have to be careful not to turn my back on you."
From beginning to end, Kujavina could not believe that Mainkun attacked her because of the dead child.
After all, how could that little monster-like cub sitting in a pool of blood be more human than a human?
But she forgot that while a cat may cruelly crush a mouse's skull, it may also gently offer the remaining pieces of flesh to its beloved.
*
"The scammer is too strong; one person can't bite him to death."
I need help.
After Kujavina left, Maine immediately endured the pain all over his body and put on his shirt, vest, shorts, and bow tie one by one, carefully tying the cuffs tightly—as if he were going to attend some important meeting.
He opened the door to the infirmary, clenched his fists, stood up, and strode out menacingly, his large tail drooping behind him, swaying slightly from side to side.
"!! It's Mainkuen!..."
All who saw him fell silent; those on the same path stopped in their tracks; those studying looked up; and even those lost in thought paid him attention.
In the world-pause-like silence, Mainkuhn walked his own path, his legs bruised and purple.
Never yield, never retreat.
Then, it was unclear who made the first sound, or who spoke first.
"Boss!"
Human orphans call half-demons this.
"Boss Maine!!"
The response was overwhelming.
*
"Xiao Mei is awake! When did this happen?!"
Clementine rushed forward to hug her brother, an excited smile spreading across her face.
You scared me to death!
Even Pepe breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders slumping.
"You're so impulsive..."
The cat calmly patted its friend on the shoulder, showing no trace of its previous agitation.
"Little Mei? You're acting strange today."
The boy didn't answer, but suddenly stretched out a hand to his friend, his vertical pupils sharp as needles:
"Peruveli, lend me your reason and composure."
Although I hate to admit it, I have the blood of a beast, and am destined to be devoid of human wisdom.
"Cravlie, lend me your sensitivity and gentleness."
Although I hate to admit it, I have the blood of a beast flowing through my veins, and ultimately I cannot empathize with human emotions.
"Lend me the whole thing, and then..."
"I will combine my strength, my madness, my wildness, my teeth, my claws, my boiling demonic blood—to destroy this disgusting and repulsive place!"
The young kitten let out a tender roar, longing for the image of the jailer dog.
That woman... that woman named Kujavina, not only tarnished the definition of family, but also dared to deceive me about my brother—
Brother! I'm so sorry! I should have known!
If you really had the opportunity to go to school, you would have given it to me no matter what. You always give me the best things! How could you possibly put me in such a foster family?
I'm leaving here! I'm going to find you!
Mainkuhn extended his palm to them, but unlike when he was joking around, this time he didn't fold his nails into his palm; the sharp claws pointed upwards, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
"Lend me all of them! Nobody can lock me up!"
"!!"
The first one—a family member who rebelled against their mother!
A look of surprise flashed across the pink-haired girl's eyes, but it quickly turned serious.
I understand the logic, but why do these words sound...so solitary?
Peruvée and she exchanged a glance, instantly understanding each other's feelings.
"We understand what you mean, but there's one thing that should be corrected."
Two tiny, delicate hands slapped into the half-demon's claws without hesitation.
"It's not lending, it's giving."
"Give me my calmness and rationality, and give me your frankness and courage."
Peruvéli said this.
Because of their calm and rational nature, they found it difficult to rally their companions and raise the banner of rebellion against their powerful mother.
"I give you my sensitivity and gentleness, and I give you your strength and openness."
Clay said this.
Because of her sensitivity and gentleness, she finds it difficult to establish authority and gain the trust of confused companions.
Today, the three sons each give full play to their strengths and make up for their weaknesses.
Still lingering with pain, the children, hand in hand, made their first vow in their prison cell:
Let us together seek a hopeful future—
*
Later that evening, at the entrance to Fontainebleau, at the entrance to Mello Petersburg.
"Mr. Leosley."
Navelette looked down at the dark gray-haired boy in front of her, a hint of regret in her eyes.
"The clues and evidence of human trafficking that you provided will be pursued relentlessly by the Shadow Chaser. I hope you will take care of yourself underwater and not worry too much."
Leosley, still recovering from serious injuries, looked listless and only gave a soft "hmm" in response, seemingly unhappy.
The brothers and sisters who were sold to "normal" families have all been found, and the rest... well...
In Fontaine, who doesn't know that the Shadow Chaser's Court is full of Meluxin, and who doesn't know that Meluxin is best at tracking down murder cases?
Navilette understood his coldness, sighed inwardly, and stopped trying to persuade him.
A light drizzle fell as the young boy took one last look at the gloomy sky before stepping onto the teleportation platform.
This glance suddenly reminded Leosley that among his many brothers, there was one who was very young and particularly close to him.
"You know what, brother?"
The kitten-like child pounced on him, frantically rubbing its head against his back.
"There's a scent of sadness in the rain at Fontainebleau; I can smell it!"
......
Today and that day, it's raining the same amount of rain.
“Mr. Navelette, regarding what you just said…”
"If there were a little boy named Mainkun still alive... ha."
The young man was saying things he didn't even believe himself.
Leosley, Leosley, think about his appearance, think about his age, such a frail child... You know what he's going to go through.
Please tell me.
"Please let me know if you die."
"OK."
Shuilong wanted to chat with him a little longer.
How is he different from your other brothers?
The intention was to ask about the child's physical characteristics, but Leiosley's answer left the dragon completely baffled.
“I carried him out of the valley of death and led him into the gates of hell.”
"?"
"Oh, I was just kidding. The child's features are very distinctive; you won't forget him once you see him."
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