“Good morning, my human friends! I hope you had a good night!” greeted Arwen as she appeared at the cave entrance. With a yawn, Devon who just woke up waved a hand to acknowledge her arrival.“It could be better, but it’s better than nothing,” remarked Francesca who already woke up way before Devon did. “I gritted my teeth and shivering all night long thanks to the natural air-conditioning.”The night they spent in the cave was chilling to the bone. It became worse since they didn’t have anything to cover up their body to combat the freezing wind.“Ahahaha, well, I’m sorry to hear that. I wish our village could be more tolerant and open-minded,” apologized Arwen half-heartedly.“Don’t mind her, Arwen. I was being generous to offer the warmth of my body to her, but she abruptly turned it down,” said Devon. “It resulted in both of us suffering to the point of nearing hypothermia.”“You think I didn’t know about your ulterior motive, you pervert? You just want to take advantage of the si

It was another day in the forest unfamiliar for Devon and Francesca. Both of them woke up at almost the same time, but with their own expressions. While Francesca acted like nothing was wrong and being her usual self, Devon still couldn’t bring himself to look at Francesca in the eyes, thanks to what he did to her previously. The guilt kept consuming his mind as he remembered how he managed to bring danger to the huntress all the time. Even when he was asleep, he still posed the threat to everyone around him.“Morning, Dev!” greeted Francesca. “How was your sleep last night? A bit more peaceful, eh?”All Devon could respond was simply a nod with his head hung down, subconsciously avoiding eye contact with Francesca. He even turned his back on her afterwards, leaving the maiden bewildered and wondering what was wrong with him.“Dev, are you okay? You don’t look like you’re awake yet,” worried Francesca while trying to approach Devon. “Are you hungry or something? Want to head out for s

“Now that was what I called a feast!”Francesca patted her bulging belly full with hare meats. She looked so satisfied to finally taste the exotic flavour of animal proteins.“Don’t you think so, Dev?” asked Francesca to her companion.“Yeah, though normally I never had the luxury to eat this much,” replied Devon. “Meat was something rare in my family’s dining table. Only during holidays and celebrations. Most of the time we just ate crops produced by our farm.”“Hehe, welcome to the hunter’s life, boy!” boasted Francesca. “You wish you’d met me sooner, don’t you?”“Uh, I prefer we never met each other at all,” stated Devon coldly. There was a hint of gloominess in his answer. “No hard feelings, but you know what I mean.”“Way to ruin the mood, Dev,” retorted Francesca while chugging down her mug of water. “It’s getting late now. I’m going to the river to wash down this negative emotion you caused.”“Hey, it was you who brought the topic up!” protested Devon. “And I’m sure you felt th

“There you are, I’ve been looking for you,” spoke Devon while munching raspberries. His left hand was full of other fruits too. “Here, stop crying and have some of these.”Devon offered his harvest to Francesca, to which the latter responded by shaking his head wilder than she did before. As her mood was swinging thanks to the sentimental episode provoked by Arwen’s harsh interrogation session, Francesca wasn’t as fierce as last night. She just pouted and turned her face away from Devon, making her look cuter instead.“What? Aren’t you hungry? You’ve had your breakfast already?” asked Devon while putting a mulberry inside his mouth. “We can’t keep eating meat forever, Fran. You need to understand.”“Ah, I get it! You’re still upset from our accident last night, I reckon,” concluded Devon. “How many times I need to tell you? It wasn’t on purpose. I was just running from that crazy elf’s seduction, and by the time I knew it, I was already on the river and coincidentally you also happene

“What do we have here? Two lovely ladies full of spirit, it seems,” commented Belphegor while flailing his arms around, sending mini shockwave with each of his movements to all directions except Arwen and Francesca’s, destructing everything blocking its path. The once lush forests around now had been an open area, devoid of vegetations. He purposefully did that to demonstrate a little bit of his power, aiming to intimidate his toys. “You lassies are too tense it disgusts me!”Along with that statement, Belphegor delivered a gust of whirlwind which forced Francesca and Arwen to grit their teeth not to be blown away.“Foul being, identify yourself!” ordered Francesca amidst the strong gale. “Stop using Devon for your dirty trick!”“Me? Foul being?” giggled Belphegor. “How dare you address a prince of hell like that? It’s your mouth which is foul!”Arwen looked at Francesca anxiously. Sweat started to drip from her forehead.“Prince of hell? What is he talking about?” wondered Arwen. “Ju