Chapter 65 - Pol

Geraldine wipes her face using the handkerchief she always carries on her bag. Her eyes are glowing in bright red color as multiple colored butterflies flocked their way to feed on her body.

"Ah, heaven," Her pupils filled with the sparkle of delight as she slowly closed her eyes, feeling every lovely sting on her body.

As soon as the butterflies flocked away and vanished in thin air, she looked back and saw skeleton remains laying on the ground. She walked forward and crutched down with a smile on her lips.

"You shouldn't judge a person base on their appearance. Now, look at you, all boney and crusty," Geraldine grabbed the skull and looked at it for a while before she gathers the skeleton remains and crushed it to millions of pieces using a huge stone. 

Then she buries the bones on the hole she digs then fills it with stones at the top as if making a proper tomb of a child. Then she went and find a piece of wood and carved a name.

"Aziz," She whispered as she continued carving the name, "That will be your new name, suitable for your lust."

Placing the wood at the top of the stones, her plan is finally complete. Geraldine looked at it for a while and when she's satisfied, she leaves the place like nothing happened.

Geraldine took out her blooded handkerchief again and wipes the fresh blood splattered on her boots and changed her clothes into cleans once and burn her cloak as well as her bloodied dress.

Looking at the igniting flame, Geraldine couldn't help but think about what happened to her hours ago as she looked at the full moon sitting beautifully in the sky.

*Flashback*

As they were traveling to Bagyoo town, Geraldine notices the change of direction that instead of them going through the roads, the coachman goes to the forest instead.

"Coachman, the road is at the opposite side," Geraldine peeks through the window inside the carriage to see the coachman's face.

"Young miss, this is a shortcut so that we can arrive earlier to the town," The coachman didn't even turn his head to look at Geraldine and remain its posture straight upfront.

"Okay," Geraldine replied as she sits back comfortably back on the chair and waited for the coachman to take action.

Geraldine once again called for a butterfly and this time, a black-colored butterfly appears and bit her finger, "I really like your mixed of color, black and red, so beautiful."

She let the butterfly feeds on her blood then put it in her hair like some sort of hair ornament. It didn't take long before the carriage stopped and she could hear the coachman walking to the door.

"Young miss, it seemed like my horse is tired of today's travel if it's okay with you. We'll camp out here for the night and continue tomorrow morning," The coachman's coughed and knock three times before opening the door.

"Sure, it's not like I can force the poor horse to walk," Geraldine smiled at the coachman who is looking at her bag.

"Is there anything you wanted to say?" She added when she noticed that the coachman wasn't leaving.

"Nothing, young lady," The coachman closed the door and went somewhere unknown.

The coachman came back after a few minutes with wood on his hands and build a fire to warm them on a cold night.

"Young miss, would you like to come out for a while, it's cold," He said and force a smile on his lips.

Geraldine didn't say anything as she went out of the carriage and sits on the opposite side as both of them stares at the flames.

Only the crackled of the wood could be heard as well as his hard breathing, Geraldine knows that the man in front of her is staring at her for a few minutes now.

"Is there something you need to say?" She said and made eye contact with him. They both stare at each other when the man stands up and walks towards her.

"Yo - you're that young miss of that noble family?" He asked while sitting few inches from her.

"Do I look like a noble to you?" Geraldine's red eyes reflect the color of the flame but instead of getting scared by the way she looked at him, the man whose name she did not know felt the opposite.

"That means you aren't a no - noble?" His face lightened up and inched closer to her.

Geraldine didn't move and waited for his next move. The man closed the distance between them and he seductively touched Geraldine's shoulder.

Feeling this, Geraldine stands up and was about to walk away when the man became brutal and pulls her to the ground, and pinned both of her hands upward.

Geraldine remained calm and didn't show any emotions on her face.

"Are you scared, little girl? My name is Pol, remember that name as you'll be screaming that name for the whole night," Pol dived his head into her neck and sniffed it, and seeing that Geraldine is unresponsive, he thought that she likes what he's doing.

Using his other free hand, Pol went to grab the hook of her cloak when he caught Geraldine's eyes staring at him with a wide smirk on her lips.

"Do you like what you're doing?" Geraldine giggled and even smile wider, showing all of her teeth making Pol freak out a bit at how her facial expressions change from innocent into something that came out of the mental ward.

Pol brushed off the goosebumps he felt behind his back and continued assaulting her, "Shut up b*tch, I know you like this, now cooperate or else --" 

"Else what?" Geraldine asks and laughs maniacally. The butterfly on her hair started to flew and went to Pol's eyes and in an instant, his eyes have been gouged out.

Blood splatter everywhere on Geraldine's body as she continued laughing and enjoyed the bloody rain.

"WHAT THE HECK!!!" Pol stands up while holding his socket with his eyes on his hands, "MY EYES!!!"

Geraldine sits up, "Why are you standing there? Come here and let's finish what you started," she said and wipes the blood at the corner of her lips and tasted it.

"You tasted sour, I don't like it," Geraldine stands up and watches Pol suffering from the pain inflicted on his right eye.

"B*TCH!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!?" Pol screamed and started to run away from Geraldine but then a group of butterflies appeared in front of him, causing his feet to take a step back.

Seeing that he's trap, Pol grabbed something on his back and dashed towards Geraldine in an attempt to stab her.

"A cheap knife is useless Pol, you cannot hurt me with that," Geraldine smiled and took a step forward and even put her arms upward in a surrendering manner, "Go ahead Pol, try."

"YOU! YOU'RE A BLACK MAGIC USER!!!" He screamed as fear begun to sink into his body as he trembled and backed away but the butterflies behind him prevented him from escaping.

"You just realize that now?"

"Sh*t!" He harshly whispered and dashed towards Geraldine with his knife pointing straight into her stomach in a last attempt to fight for his life.

As soon as his knife was about to pierced Geraldine's flesh, a magical barrier appeared, making his metal knife turned into dust. Looking up, he saw thousands of blue butterflies forming a barrier and became invisible.

"You're too young to do such bad thing to a girl as innocent as me, without any knights to protect," Geraldine took a step forwards as Pol falls to the ground as his knees gave out and the pain on his right eye makes him weaker. 

"Did that butler tell you to do this to me? Did he paid you a high amount of gold?" 

Geraldine observed Pol's reaction, he looked down and avoid his gaze towards her but he didn't say anything and remained silent.

"I see, poor your thing, so young and might have a better future someday but too bad, you choose a wrong tree to cut."

After saying those words, she raised both her hands as all of her butterflies appeared like a storm, "It's feeding time," she said and points at the man who's peeing himself.

The butterflies instantly attacked Pol without mercy, tearing and eating his flesh and organs until only bones remained. It didn't take long before the butterflies flocked Geraldine to taste her poison blood to sustain their powers.

*End of Flashback*

"I wonder, how many lives do I need to take to achieve my plans," She muttered while looking at the blood of Pol on the grass.

"Well, whatever, as long as Alexjin will become Emperor then everything will be fine. After all, he's my lovely puppet," She chuckled at the thought of how Alexjin would follow every command from her and that feeling makes her shudder.