The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 191

SIGRID

At that moment, I was beyond grateful for my knowledge of black magic.

Even so, despite all the strange things I had witnessed, watching the trunk of that tree split open, with dark, tar-like blood oozing onto the ground from within, and the body of that man being "released"—that was a scene that would be burned into my memory forever.

Half of his body tumbled out of the tree trunk, barely recognizable, his raw flesh exposed and slowly being devoured.

He tried to crawl forward using his arms, but he couldn’t. His legs were still trapped—it seemed that cursed tree wouldn’t let go of its meal so easily.

The slave clung to life. Not a single sound escaped his lips despite the excruciating pain he had to be feeling, and something like admiration stirred in my chest.

I placed the baby on the soft grass, away from this horrific scene, and strode toward him with determination.

"Come on, don’t make me waste my time and spells in vain," I urged him sharply, gripping his arms and yanking hard.

He was incredibly heavy, and that dark, toxic slime surrounding him was not only slippery but was also corroding my hands.

How must it feel to have that all over your body? The thought alone made me shudder.

"Let him go, damn it, or I’ll burn you down to your roots!" I summoned a ball of magical fire, bringing it close in fury to that demonic plant.

I saw its branches tremble, and immediately, it forcefully spat out the condemned man's body.

The trunk sealed itself shut once more, like a hungry mouth awaiting its next victim.

I exhaled, purging the toxic resin with magic.

"This is going to hurt a little, but you’ll feel better afterward," I told the limp body lying in a bloody puddle in the middle of nowhere.

He didn’t even whimper when I cast the purification spell on his skin, which sizzled as if it were burning.

The green healing flames seeped into his pores, washing away the residue of that substance those cursed plants used to consume elemental bodies.

Sweat dripped down my temples from the strain. I was expending much more energy than expected, but after about five minutes, at least his body was only covered in wounds and his own blood—no more toxins.

"Ugh, you’d better be a good slave after this, because you really made me work for it," I huffed, wondering for the hundredth time if this had been a good idea.

At last, he made an effort to sit up. There was barely an inch of unscarred skin left on his body.

"Th-thank… you… my… la…dy…" he trembled as he managed to sit, head bowed, naked, with his withered platinum hair falling over his shadowed features.

My mind raced frantically. The baby’s whining was getting louder—I couldn’t stay here any longer.

"I need to take care of something urgent. You will stay here, and if you dare to run, I have a tracking spell on you—I will find you wherever you hide," I warned, slipping fully into my role as Electra.

He only nodded, still shivering, hugging his battered body.

With a sigh, I removed my heavy cloak. Every day, I made more reckless decisions.

Liking dark magic was one thing—being a heartless bitch was another.

I threw the cloak over his back, and it nearly swallowed him whole.

"Wait for me," I ordered before turning to retrieve the baby.

Summoning the mist, I melted into the shadows, traveling toward where I believed the nearest elemental village was.

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