The Villain’S Daughter-In-Law Is Inherently Powerful [EN]: Chapter 92

Thud.

Scarlet blood dripped and mixed into the clear water that had been pooling.

The bright red blood, moments ago flowing through a living person’s veins, accompanied a horrifying scream as if an esophagus was being torn out. And… the head maid, her mouth ripped to her ears.

The people in the room couldn’t process these three things together and froze in confusion.

Did the Prince move? Why is the head maid like that?

What is going on?

“Ugh, ugh…!”

As the onlookers watched the head maid trembling and clutching her torn cheeks, the realization dawned on them, very, very slowly.

A maid, regaining her senses a moment sooner, grabbed her skirt and frantically ran towards the door.

Bang!

Unfortunately, the door slammed shut right in front of her nose and didn’t budge. Those who belatedly understood the situation rushed to the door and pounded on it, but the guards outside pretended not to hear and even locked it.

Clang.

The maid, watching the lock turn from the outside, screamed in utter terror.

“G-Get away! Monster!”

“Monster…”

Yuuri, echoing the maid’s panicked outburst, tilted his head slightly and smiled innocently.

“If I’m a monster, then is the Emperor, who is also a Sawshark [a race known for their brutal combat prowess], a monster too?”

“H-Heek!”

“I guess I have no choice but to execute you summarily for insulting the Imperial Family.”

“Get away! Get away! Aaaagh!!!”

Blood splattered, and flesh flew.

Yuuri licked his sharply pointed fingers and moved with impossible speed.

“Kkeuaaaack!”

“Open the door! Open the door… Keureureuk!”

If even one of them had seen the Emperor on the battlefield, they wouldn’t have dared to treat the Prince, who inherited that blood, so carelessly.

The Sawshark Clan was a race akin to living weapons.

Once they sensed a combat situation, webbed feet with saw-like teeth sprouted not only between their fingers but also all over their arms and legs. They were butchers who used their sharpened fingertips and saw teeth to pierce through tough hides and tear through skin.

Their nature was cruel, and they were born without mercy. They were so cold and emotionless that they could kill their parents or children if they found them annoying.

So, what about those who deliberately came to the tank where he was displayed and mocked him?

“Let’s play a little more.”

Yuuri’s dimples deepened as he gave a benevolent smile. He was breathtakingly beautiful, but with blood splattered all over his face, he also looked grotesque.

“You guys had fun watching me, didn’t you? Um, okay. How about this? This time, you’ll be the ones on display.”

“S-Save me. Please save me…! I was wrong. Please, please…!”

“Huh? What use are you?”

Madness flickered in his wide, violet eyes.

No matter what they said, it was useless. He wouldn’t spare them. He would only kill them more cruelly.

The light of hope gradually faded from the faces of those who realized that.

“Oh, you know what? I’m going to find your family and kill them too.”

“A-Ah…”

“Then your friends too. Your lovers too. I’m going to find and kill everyone who wagged their petty tongues and talked about the Prince on display in the aquarium, so don’t be too lonely.”

You don’t like being lonely, do you? Right?

Yuuri, muttering quietly, snapped the neck of a trembling servant.

That person was a piece of trash who came to the tank every two weeks to relieve stress by spewing all sorts of insults.

“Ancient races all have their own characteristics.”

His pearl-like eyes rolled and finally found a maid trying to hide behind the curtains.

“The Lava Wyvern, Roibaium, is proud, and the Saber-toothed Tiger Clan, Dribblyane, is rational and flexible.”

“Aaaagh!”

Without hesitation, Yuuri strode towards his next target and grabbed the maid’s ankle, pulling her out. Then, he slit her throat from behind, causing her to writhe in agony for a long time before dying.

That maid was the one who brought him feed instead of food.

“The Spirit Deer Clan is a religious group that believes they should only eat fruits and grains, and the Giant Poisonous Snake Clan, Basilisk, can only inherit the position by killing and swallowing the previous head of the family.”

The slower the revenge, the better. Because the remaining ones will feel even greater fear.

Yuuri wiped the blood off his cheek and scanned the only one left with a smiling face. It was the head maid of the Empress’s Palace, who had been the first to be attacked but was still alive.

“Also, the Horned Whale Clan, Serthesia, is a matriarchal society where only daughters inherit the throne.”

“Crazy… You’re cra…”

“Then what about Helicoprion [Yuuri’s clan]?”

Aaaagh!

With the last dying scream, silence fell.

Yuuri, standing tall in the center of the room, took his hand off the head maid’s corpse and raised his head.

“Ah, she died. I was going to explain… What a shame.”

Those who mocked him. Those who engaged in dirty displays of affection in front of him. Those who said they couldn’t tell anyone anyway all died without even closing their eyes.

Standing alone on the blood-stained floor, Yuuri celebrated his first revenge.

“Are you finished, Your Highness?”

After a while, when no more screams were heard, the door opened, and the Imperial Guards appeared.

They showed no reaction even after seeing the situation inside.

It seemed that his beloved father had warned them in advance that something like this would happen.

“Clean it up.”

Yuuri, who had turned expressionless, spat out dryly and brushed past the Imperial Knights.

The Imperial Knights were not his favorites either, even though they were not on the revenge list. After all, weren’t they his father’s? Since they weren’t his, there was no reason to cherish them even a little.

“Ugh!”

“Ew!”

As he stood in the hallway wiping his face with a towel, he saw some servants rushing inside at the Imperial Knights’ instructions.

Most of them vomited after witnessing the horrific scene, but some silently picked up rags and started wiping the valuable decorations in the room.

‘That one is useful.’

Yuuri, having made that judgment, remembered the servant’s face and turned around.

And just three steps later.

He erased the memories of those he had just killed. There was no reason to keep them in his head since the revenge was already over.

‘But… would you hate me if you knew I took revenge myself?’

As a race created by the Evil God, Helicoprion are born without emotions.

They were innately unable to feel anything. Perhaps the most stimulating and intensely felt emotion was anger.

However, that was why, once they awakened to an emotion, they became blindly devoted to that being. Just as a hatchling imprints on the first thing it sees as its mother, the Sawshark Clan was the same.

This phenomenon was called ‘Shark’s First Attachment’.

What Yuuri felt for Florin was that very first attachment.

A shark chases after the first attachment it feels for its entire life. Nothing else mattered except that being.

Even if the whole world was his enemy, it didn’t matter as long as his attachment loved him. Depending on what that person wanted, he could become a wise ruler or a tyrant.

‘But feelings should be mutual. Loving alone is too lonely.’

And loneliness kills sharks.

When solitude settled in a heart that did not know loneliness, it became ill.

“Hello. Father.”

“You made it flashy.”

“Ah. They were too presumptuous, so I killed them all. Should I have left one to send to the Empress?”

A sick shark becomes useless. That was how his father looked in his eyes now.

Pathetic and useless.

Did he say that the person he blindly followed had died?

It was ridiculous that he had even held a funeral and still believed that Arkalic was alive.

‘But if Florin dies, I’ll act like a moron too.’

This was not a phenomenon that could be explained.

It was deeply rooted in the origins of the race and was a hereditary mental illness that could not be cured. Would taking medicine help? Would pouring divine power on it make the symptoms disappear?

Nothing worked. How could one change what the Evil God had created?

“I will help you change. The inauguration ceremony will begin soon.”

As he stepped into the hallway, the members of the ‘Prince’s Palace’ who had been waiting bowed politely. They were people whom the Emperor had prepared separately without informing the Empress.

For now, they were only composed of those with clean backgrounds. But who knew how they would be swayed and put poison in his food in the future.

Yuuri trusted no one. Wasn’t trusting an act that presupposed affection in the first place?

Since no one other than the person he had his first attachment to mattered to him, there was no way he would trust anyone.

“I’ll be there soon, Sister.”

Yuuri, who was perfectly dressed from head to toe, practiced smiling again as he looked in the mirror.

He had been studying the behavior and learning the expressions of those who came to him and did various things. Most of them were unpleasant expressions, but he was able to learn smiling faces when lovers occasionally came secretly.

Then, Yuuri practiced smiling as he looked at his face reflected in the glass wall of the tank.

More beautifully.

More lovely.

So that Florin would fall in love with him as soon as he saw him.

‘I know that you were a lingonberry, a water strider, and even lived as a pet jellyfish.’

I saw the world through your eyes.

Everything that makes me up is as good as given to me by you.

‘I have been watching your daily life through the since you were not called Florin.’

Your possession, your death, your re-possession, and the deaths that came again. I read all of those repetitive and wasteful lives without missing a single one.

‘You are resilient. I would have gone crazy from boredom, but you endured all those lives to the end.’

Was it around the third life? Or the fourth?

Florin despaired. She was frustrated and depressed. But even so, she never committed suicide. She lived humbly until death came.

That caused a shock to Yuuri. A desire to see how far this being could go and how far she could live awakened within him.

‘But this life… was incredibly amazing.’

The more days passed, the more I liked you. How could I, who knows everything about you, not be your match?

‘Judging from the reaction when I met Florin before, it seems that practicing my expressions was not in vain.’

Yuuri glanced over the lilac-colored jacket he was wearing, then unnecessarily changed the direction of his bangs this way and that. It was because he wanted to know which way looked prettier.