The Anarchic Consort

The Emperor’s decision was set in stone.

The ministers could only stand around anxiously without being able to do anything.

No less than a hundred fire archers had already surrounded Helian Wei Wei.

The little person behind her had already doubled over. A mere look at his posture was enough for one to imagine what agony he was experiencing.

“Raise your arrows!” The commander of the imperial guards raised his arm.

Whoosh!

The flickering fire illuminated the little person’s face as the blazing arrows were raised.

“Wait a minute! Look! Look at what’s on him!” The archer closest to the little person screamed suddenly. With a trembling finger, he pointed at the tiny figure as his voice was filled with terror!

A few ministers led by the elder turned toward the little person. It only took one look to leave them in horror!

Scale-like pieces were appearing on Little Seven’s face. As the glare of the flames fell upon him, the scale-like material spread gradually and soon advanced up to his forehead.

“Demon!” Someone from the crowd shouted.

The crowd dispersed fearfully in an instant, hoping to get as far away as possible.

The gazes falling upon the little person had become loathing and fearful. The way they were looking at Little Seven was as if he had turned into a monster.

The little person who was already tormented by pain looked around meekly when he saw the crowd’s reaction. It was as if breathing in itself had become agonizing for him…

“Little Seven!” Helian Wei Wei turned to check on the little person as she fended off the fire arrows launched at them. She lowered her voice as she consoled him, “Just hold on a little longer.”

The little person could barely move but he felt a strange thing expanding in his body. When he looked down, he noticed a layer of fine fur covering the back of his hand!

As if to add oil to the fire, the elder standing aside exclaimed, “Third Princess Consort, what more do you have to say? Look at the person behind you, do you still think that he is our Seventh Prince? He is clearly a maturing demon!”

Little Seven felt like his head was splitting in agony. He responded furiously when he heard the elder’s words, “You are the one who is a demon! Come here, I dare you! I will tear you to shreds!”

Helian Wei Wei had never seen Little Seven so irritated before. Under normal circumstances, he would not have said something like that no matter how angry he was. He would simply go over and give the person a good kick. The vicious state that he was in was truly abnormal.

“He is about to evolve into a beast,” Yuan Ming spoke suddenly while observing the scene. He lowered his tone as he told Helian Wei Wei, “Look at his eyes, it’s being tinted with a different color. In an environment with such a heavy aura of resentment, if his owner doesn’t turn up and he is left to complete his evolution like this, not only will he destroy the entire palace, but he himself will also end up self-destructing.”

Helian Wei Wei’s pupils constricted sharply upon hearing that. She turned around and held the pain-stricken little person tightly in an embrace.

Little Seven raised his head to look at the person embracing him and tried to identify her by staring at her features. He could not understand. How can anyone be brave enough to get this close to me now? Am I not a demon?

“Little Seven, get a hold of yourself.” Helian Wei Wei looked at the little person and grasped him by his shoulders, saying, “Listen, you mustn’t let your anger control you. You remember how your Third Brother hates it when someone loses their head, don’t you?”

Third Brother? The crimson in the little person’s eyes faded a little as he turned away slightly unconsciously. It was at that moment when a fire arrow was launched straight at them.

Helian Wei Wei raised her umbrella to block it off, while she launched the silver blades she in her hands at the commander of the imperial guards.

The man was stunned for a moment but he defended himself instantly. He held his palm stiffly against one end of the blade handle. The heavy martial Qi from the weapon had forcibly scraped off a layer of his skin. Yet, Helian Wei Wei had no intention of giving him time to recover. With a turn of her hands, she held the imperial guard commander in her grip and tightened her fingers around his throat.

Crunch!

With the person in command dead, the fire arrows became disordered and less powerful.

This gave the little person a little time to cool off.

However, the selfish Emperor intended to kill him. He turned around and glanced at the elder.

The elder understood the meaning behind the Emperor’s gaze. He ordered, “Necromancers, upon my command! Continue the spell!”

The necromancers nodded upon hearing his orders. Raising their fingers and with a sharp tug, the spell was cast once again.

As Little Seven watched the people moving further and further away from him, the pain he experienced intensified under the bright light. Somehow, the scene seemed extremely familiar to him.

He felt as if he had been treated similarly somewhere in his distant memories.

It seemed like someone had disappeared back then.

He was really, really hungry.

However, he clearly knew that no one would be there to feed him anymore.

Neither would there be anyone who would stroke his head or tell him to be good and go take a bath in the river.

He climbed to the summit of the mountain while wagging his tail in search of that person.

In his memories, that person had always preferred cleanliness.

He always had a faint smile face and nice, thin lips, which was a little like…his Third Brother.

However, that person did not appear no matter how much he dirtied himself.

The villagers living under the mountains raised their torches and looked at him in terror as they tried to burn him to death. They called him a demon and threw rocks at him.

Although all of that was nothing compared to his enormous size, he was deeply saddened. He wanted to tell those people that he was not a demon and he was only looking for his missing master. He wanted to ask if anyone had seen his master.

Then… What happened then?

Little Seven extended his hands and grasped somewhere below.

Later, he would find out that those people had killed his master.

He wanted revenge!

He wanted to tear them to pieces!

“Argh!” The little person raised his head, the light golden ring around his irises glowed brightly until his entire eyeball was covered eventually. His eyes looked like two ambers glowing brightly, especially in the dim light.

This made the crowd even more fearful and their screams grew shriller, “What, what in the world is that!”

“Demon! The Little Seventh Prince is really a demon!?” Looking at the scene, even the ministers who were pleading for Little Seven’s mercy cried out in terror.

The Emperor was satisfied. This was exactly what he wanted to see in the first place. Truthfully, regardless of the presence of the necromancers, Little Seven would surely grow scales. This was what he brought with him the moment he was born.

However, he did not expect that the necromancers’ spell would have such a significant effect until he would grow fur all over his body…

Although some things spiralled out of his expectations, the end results seemed better.

No one would certainly question whether the Seventh Prince could possibly be a killer as he was still young.

His demonic traits were were more than enough to prove everything!