Not a word out of these walls

Beric and Yeon Jin exchanged glares, causing tension to rise in the hearts of everyone present.

Even Stein and Allen, who had followed Beric to the room, couldn't help but feel choked at the pressure. But more importantly, where did such a bold person come from, exchanging words so fearlessly with the demon tyrant?

'Are more people going to die?' Stein wondered but to his astonishment, Beric gave in with a loud tongue click.

"Fine. Have it your way." He said and turned, tossing his sword to Allen as he made his exit.

Everyone was frozen speechless. Did the mad tyrant, the demon and killer of the century just give in to the demanding words of a person?

They all looked at Yeon Jin, who simply brushed the burdensome long hair out of his face and heard him mutter to himself, saying,

"That was close. I thought he'd do it for sure." He looked up to see them all watching him. "What is it?" He asked but only got blinks as a response. They were just too stunned to speak. "You can get going now." He said and stretched out his shoulders.

Stein, with his stunned face, wanted to laugh and he exclaimed.

"Ah, things are actually getting interesting."

From the moment Beric, the tyrant, decided to interrogate a spy without first cutting off their arms and legs, he felt something would go down differently.

But this... This was completely 'down' compared to what he expected.

Not only did he let the spy live with all limbs attached, he also let him have a room in his palace, assigned him a few maids and also listened to his demand. Really, it was too much to comprehend.

He turned to the maids, his eyes glowing with seriousness as he said,

"Not a word out of these walls." He said and they immediately understood that they must keep their mouths sealed if they wanted to live to see another day.

"Oh." Yeon Jin siad, bringing back their attention to him. "Don't forget to take out that body and the head. That rug will smell." He was referring to the rug at the center where her blood had been splattered. "In fact, just take it out. I don't like the stench of blood." He ordered and they nodded. "And also," he looked away awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. "Give her a proper burial. She was still human."

Stein observed Yeon Jin and wondered.

'Is he really from the holy empire?'

Well, the people from the holy empire weren't exactly holy but for him to so nonchalantly give orders concerning a dead body and one that had been killed right before his eyes, it didn't seem like he was new to all this.

The audacity to talk back to the tyrant and give him orders, standing firmly on his own stance, were something one could not possess simply because they were sent by some god.

'In one day, things are going crazy. I really have to look into this one.' Stein concluded and left with Allen.

There was a bathroom and a big tub which Yeon Jin was absolutely thankful for. Everything had been set with Yeon Jin's supervision and only after the maids left did he decide to take his bath.

Yeon Jin soaked in the tub for a few minutes before finally feeling the impact of having people die in front of him.

He shuddered and kept telling himself it was okay. It wasn't his first time seeing someone die before his eyes but it was the first time having to see their head roll.

Daniel... He was as violent as this and he killed without worry. He... Taught Yeon Jin how to not give in to a killer's demand and that was to act like he didn't care about a person's death. He had gotten used to it, he really had and he didn't care if people from a strange world died but... He couldn't help but feel guilty.

A few moments later, he got out of the tub. There was no one in the room and so, he tended to himself alone.

He stared at himself in the mirror. Compared to his previous body, this body looked a lot skinnier and lacked flesh. Well, his body wasn't that fleshy or manly to begin with but it was still better than this.

The complexion, looks and body that looked feminine. What would he do with such a body?

But the body didn't restrict him though. He was still able to flip Beric to the ground and his punches weren't light either.

Just then, the door opened and a maid walked in. Yeon Jin glared at her and she flinched.

"Didn't I say I don't need anyone here?"

"I am terribly sorry but..." She dared to peek at his body and though she wasn't supposed to, she found herself envying a young man whose body could compare to the aristocratic socialist ladies.

"Look down." Yeon Jin's voice echoed and she immediately bowed her head. "And get out if you don't have anything to say."

"I... I deeply apologize." She trembled. 'So scary.' "His highness asked me to get your palate's taste."

"What?"

"What would you like to eat?" She asked.

Yeon Jin looked at her in disbelief and then he exclaimed,

"Hah." He swiped his hair back and dropped his hands on his waist. "Since when did that tyrant become 'caring'?" His eyes glared sharply at the maid. He could tell that she was lying. There was no way that tyrant would ask him what he would like to eat. "Who sent you?"

"That is..."

"Don't be too hard on her." Stein said as he walked in with a delighted expression. But as soon as he saw a half naked Yeon Jin, he paused and blinked his eyes.

Uncomfortable with this look, Yeon Jin turned around and put on the available shirt.

"What do you want from me?" Yeon Jin asked with his back facing him.

Stein snapped out of it but did not fail to recognize how close Yeon Jin was to having the body of a socialist lady.

Hm, if this was the case then he understood why the tyrant, the prince regent, took a liking to him, a man. It was probably his irresistible body.

Beric didn't bother to take a look at a ladies body so maybe the moment he saw Yeon Jin, he lost control of his desires and pounced on him. (We all know that's not what happened, right?)

After all, even demons have lust.

"What are you looking at?" Yeon Jin glared at him.