The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness

Chapter 22, Arrival

“……”

Silence, again silence.

Even the pink bear, who prided himself on having seen many of the world’s troubles, couldn’t help but feel a bit at a loss at this moment.

Having killed so many fanatical cultists, this was the first time he had seen someone surrendering like this; what should he do?

“Could it be that you don’t trust me, big shot?”

Seeing the pink bear silent, the scar-faced man thought he was being distrusted, so he picked up the large knife again, walked over to the emaciated figure he had kicked far away, raised the large knife, and swished down with several more strikes.

The way he swung the knife without mercy made one wonder if the scar-faced man had lost his entire family to the emaciated figure or something.

But in fact, these two had only met for the first time today, and not long ago, they were still allied partners.

“Stop, stop, stop, that’s enough.”

Seeing that the emaciated figure was almost chopped into minced meat, the pink bear finally couldn’t help but shout to stop:

“I’ll temporarily believe you, no more chopping. If you chop it so fine, it’ll be a hassle to clean up later.”

“Really?”

The scarred man immediately brightened up.

Then he hurriedly ran over to the Pink Bear, grabbing its hand and shaking it vigorously:

“Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss! Your kindness to me is like that of my reborn parents, like…”

“Stop, stop, stop…”

The Pink Bear disdainfully withdrew its paw, glancing at the scarred man:

“Let me make it clear, I don’t fully trust you. I’m just sparing your life for now. If you make any sudden moves, I will definitely be the first to…”

“Huh?”

As if suddenly realizing something, the Pink Bear grabbed the scarred man’s shoulder, feeling for something intently.

After a moment, it said, somewhat astonished:

“You haven’t been tainted by the Evil God?”

“Huh? Tainted by the Evil God? What do you mean?”

“Aren’t you a follower of that disgusting Love God?”

“Love God?”

The scarred man scratched his head in confusion, and after a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, he exclaimed:

“Are you talking about the one the High Priest keeps going on about and makes us worship every day? Why would I believe in Him? He doesn’t even give me any money.”

“But if you’re not a follower of the Love God, why are you hanging out with those guys?”

“Oh, that? I met them while wandering around. They were handing out flyers, saying they could help me find true love, so I went.”

At this point, a hint of anger appeared on the scarred man’s face:

“Now I realize they’re just a bunch of frauds. Once I got in, they made me memorize some scriptures and hold all these judgment meetings. Now they want me to do something as dangerous as invading the academy, and I still haven’t found my true love!”

The Pink Bear was even more shocked: “You’ve already entered the lair of the Evil God, and whether you believe it or not is up to you?”

“Wait, does that mean…”

The Pink Bear suddenly recalled something, stroking its chin as it scrutinized the scarred man:

“You don’t have even a hint of twisted love? So the Evil God’s seduction doesn’t work on you?”

“What twisted love!”

The scarred man was furious. “Even a boss like you can’t tarnish my pure feelings. What I have is true love!”

“…”

The Pink Bear fell silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, “I remember that so-called True Love Church is that famous male cult, right?”

“Yeah, it’s a male cult. Why else would I join them?”

“May I ask, your true love…”

“It’s him!”

The scarred man suddenly pulled out a portrait from behind his back, unfolding it in front of the Pink Bear, his face showing a blissful flush.

“He’s the man I will eventually marry and make my chief wife.”

“…What is this?”

The Pink Bear leaned in, looking at the lifelike handsome blond man in the portrait, unable to suppress his confusion:

“Strange, this person looks so familiar, seems to be that famous someone in the academy, and it seems he has some connection with little Celicia…”

As he spoke, the Pink Bear looked at the scarred man, whose face was flushed with girlish shyness, and a grin began to form:

“I think I… have discovered something interesting.”

“Hmm, do you know him, boss?” The scarred man’s eyes lit up: “His name is Mu En Campbell, do you know where he is?”

“Well…”

The Pink Bear’s smile was somewhat meaningful as he patted the scarred man’s shoulder and said, “If you follow me and work hard, you will eventually meet your true love.”

“Yes!”

The scarred man immediately straightened his chest and raised his head, looking like a loyal little follower.

“By the way, what’s your name?”

“Colin.”

“Alright, Colin, go wash the ground first.”

“Understood!”

Colin took the tools that the Pink Bear had pulled out from his dark, abyss-like mouth and hurried over to the corpse of the emaciated figure, preparing to clean up the remnants of his body.

But just as he was about to start, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness.

It was as if some malicious gaze was fixed upon him.

Colin instinctively turned his head and discovered that the emaciated figure had only a complete head left, yet it was still not dead, staring at him with a chilling gaze.

“What the hell is going on?”

Colin was startled and instinctively wanted to grab the big knife and chop again.

But at that moment, he heard a sharp shout.

“Duck!”

Without much thought, Colin obeyed the command and quickly ducked his head.

A strong wind whooshed over his head, making his scalp tingle.

Meanwhile, the Pink Bear had appeared beside the emaciated figure without him noticing, raising the wolf fang club in his hand—smash!

In an instant, half of the emaciated figure’s head was smashed to bits, red and white matter splattering everywhere, looking extremely disgusting.

Yet the remaining half of the head was still alive, casting a mocking glance at the Pink Bear.

“Caw caw… It’s already too late… Actually… my appearance here… confirming the existence of that thing… is already enough…”

The thin figure cracked a half-smile, emitting a harsh sound like metal scraping, fervently shouting:

“The moon… eternal life!”

In that instant.

From the self-mutilated body of the thin figure, the blood, which was already sparse, suddenly began to writhe autonomously, then gathered into a strange pattern.

At the same time, the lantern that had been eerily forgotten by the scarred man and the pink bear appeared next to the pattern, though no one knew when.

The light from the lantern suddenly extinguished, while a deep blue glow lit up from the pattern, like moonlight, outlining a sense of deathly silence and coldness.

The blue moonlight flickered rhythmically, as if responding to some extremely distant existence.

“Is this… the coordinates of the evil god’s location?”

The pink bear’s pupils constricted, and without caring about anything else, he slammed his wolf-toothed club down, shattering the pattern along with the ground around it!

However, it seemed, just as the thin figure had said, it was already too late.

Without considering the consequences of smashing such a large pit in the rare metal ground, and how furious Professor Plank would be afterward, the pink bear looked up in horror.

Even through the thick rock layers over a hundred meters above, the pink bear felt that, in the infinite sky above, there seemed to be a terrifying presence slowly casting its gaze upon this place.

That gaze was so horrifying, as if it were an absolute oppression on the level of life itself, making the pink bear feel a shiver in his soul, even from an immeasurable distance.

High above, a gigantic blue moon hung in the sky.

“Damn it, damn it, there really is a Plan C?”

Colin, who felt something as well, turned pale instantly, beginning to reconsider whether his quick betrayal was a wrong decision.

He wondered if he jumped back again now, would that big boss called something like the Moon forgive him?

“Wait.”

Ignoring Colin’s worries, the pink bear seemed to sense something again and turned to look in another direction.

That direction was… the student dormitory!

And his tone grew increasingly serious.

“There’s… more than one?”