The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 44

“S-Sire…?” With a pitifully sad cry, he disappeared from the study the next moment.

Leeora turned to look at the expressionless king.. “Sire, where did you send him?”

“You will find him on your way out,” Draven replied and resumed his work as if nothing had happened.

Leeora bowed and left. On her way out, when she passed by the garden, she heard the sound of people talking and curiously approached the source of the noise out of curiosity. She saw a group of palace servants talking and laughing among themselves.

“What did he do this time?”

“He always manages to anger His Majesty.”

“I think His Majesty thinks of him as entertainment.”

“Poor Erlos. Always getting punished for something. This is quite creative though.”

“Ha ha, yes, this is an image you don’t see daily.”

“I am glad that I am not serving His Majesty. I would probably be too embarrassed to return to work if I get punished this often.”

When Leeora tried to see what they were staring at, she saw Erlos hanging upside down on the huge tree in the centre of the garden. He was pouting like a naughty little kid, hanging with his hands crossed in front of his chest. He didn’t try to free himself as he knew there was no use. Even if he overdrew his powers, he wouldn’t be able to get away with this punishment.

“Poor child!” she mumbled but she also simply turned to leave. There was nothing she could do for him. From the very start, she never meddled in Draven’s way of treating Erlos. Only she knew how much Draven cared for Erlos, and she’s aware that there was always some meaning behind Draven’s harsh actions towards the young elf.

Erlos glared at the passing servants who were making fun of him. “What are you looking at? Don’t you have anything to do? Is it funny for you all?”

His fellow servants even mischievously grinned and he threatened his fist towards their direction.

“Try serving that coldhearted man for a day and see if I don’t laugh at you! I remember your faces and names! Next time I take time off work, I will personally recommend you to be my substitute!”

The other servants immediately dispersed, as if running away from a plague.

Still hanging upside down in the middle of the garden, Erlos glared in the direction of the King’s study. His complaints were the only sounds in the empty area.

“Didn’t I apologize? Why did he punish me like this? It was a mistake, a misunderstanding. Not like I accused him of being a thief. And what was that about banning me from that human’s house? Was he upset that I am being friendly witha human when he hates them?”

Erlos recalled the exact reaction of the King at that moment and realized something.

“He asked Leeora to get new clothes for her…Oh my, was he upset because I saw the girl in a torn dress? Pfft. Is that even a good excuse to be angry? Not like he cared for that human. What does it have to do with him even if I see her naked—-eeup! Mmfph? Mmgh!”

He could not complete his sentence as his mouth was shut and wouldn’t open. He knew precisely who did it.

‘So he doesn’t want to hear the truth now? Fine, I will stay here and just sleep for the rest of the day! Call your other servants if you need anything, I don’t care!’

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After Leeora left, Draven simply stayed inside his study with his awareness spread out around the palace. His sensitive ears caught the words exchanged by his servants, especially in the garden area where he had left his blabbermouth of a servant dangling as his punishment.