AI Doctor : From Slave to Beast King

Wistoria looked at Damien's why-did- you- have- to- do- this- to- me look and sighed.

"If I had told you, then you would have definitely refused," she said to him.

"And that would have been such a tragedy because?" Damien drawled. Somewhere behind him, Levy said to him, "Why are you showing such a pathetic expression, freak brain?"

Hearing his words, Damien turned and glanced at the man with a twitch of a nerve right above his forehead. He said to him with a smile, "What did you, shortie?"

"I asked: Why are you so freaking ugly?"

"Not more than you."

"You two! Quieten down for me!" Wistoria raised her voice enough for the entire crowd to hear. She looked at Damien and Levy before saying, "Stop quarrelling; you are causing trouble for others. Can't you even see that?"

Levy and Damien looked at one another with the look of absolute resentment before turning to look away. Seeing the actions of the two men, Wistoria suddenly felt like this mission was not going to be as easy as she thought it was going to be. stories

"I feel like I brought a pair of children with me," she muttered.

"You will be fine, Miss Wistoria," Xavier tried to cheer her up.

Wistoria could only hope that they would be fine. She sighed and looked at the time on her pocket watch. Realising that it was the time of departure, she turned to look at the west.

"Get in the carriage," she said to Damien and Levy, who were still glaring in the opposite directions.

"What carriage?" Damien asked. Wistoria just asked him to come out with her at the back of the Wolfe mansion, but there was no such thing as a carriage. If anything, he could only see a long field filled with weeds and horses digging in their vats filled with hay.

Unless she was talking about an invisible carriage that Damien could not see, he had no idea where he was supposed to sit.

"What an idiot," Levy snorted from the side, and Damien turned to look at him. His fists clenching and unclenching as he asked him, "What is the matter with you, man? Did I steal your only boxer brief or something?"

"Stole what—"

"Your…"

Damien didn't get to finish his words, as a second later a loud, ripping noise echoed in the clearing where he was standing with the rest.

Startled, he raised his head and looked at the direction from where the sound came from, and to his surprise, he could see a gigantic rip in the air itself.

Black thunder-like currents flickered around the crack, and a second later, he noticed a long, skinny horse leg step out of the crack.

The horse might have been the ride of the king of hell, thought Damien as he looked at the black coat of the horse that was so dark that it seemed to gleam with a purplish glint.

The ribs of the horses were sticking against their flesh, and their eyes were electric white. Like they would start spewing thunder at any moment.

"What are these things?" Damien asked. He knew that he should know the answer to this question but at that moment he couldn't care less about the fact that he was making himself look stupider by the minute.

He needed to know what kind of monster this was—that looked as big as three horses placed on top of each other.

"Axyria," replied Xavier with a calm voice. "They are usually found at the graveyards or places where decay and death have taken place. It is said that they were the first monster that Azazel created. However, they did not have any other power or skill other than their speed, and thus they were abandoned."

"And you just decided to tame them?" Damien asked when he saw the sharp teeth on the side as well as at the centre of Axyria's mouth. Wasn't it better to leave them where they liked to stay?

Xavier turned and looked at Damien with a bewildered look on his face. "Isn't it unfair to them? These beasts have done nothing wrong. They were not the ones who erupted from thin air but were created, and yet they were despised and abandoned. Isn't it right to give them a chance to live a happy life?"

Damien wanted to tell Xavier that the piranha mouth horses did not look like they were happy in the least, other than when they were looking at him as if he were their next favourite meal.

"Hmm, this is quite a fascinating creature." Dan, on the other hand, did not share the same concern as Damien. He looked at the mouth of Axyria and carefully peered inside of it.

He then remarked, "Host, it seems like this beast has the biting power to break even the bones of ten elephants. Isn't it quite an amusing creature?"

"Yeah, he is," Damien replied in a squeaky voice before stepping away from the leering horse tied in the middle that was eyeing his left leg like it was a roasted, glistening chicken piece.

The four of them climbed up in the carriage that was tied behind the horses, and Damien gingerly sat down on the leather seat, which seemed a bit too suspicious.

"Where to?" A voice echoed in their ears, and Damien looked around the entire carriage to find the source of the voice but he couldn't.

He turned to look at Xavier and asked, "Who spoke?"

"Its the voice of the Axyria beast, who else?" Xavier replied as if his words were making all the sense in the world.

"This thing talks?"

"No, its just that we are sitting in the realm created by it, which is why we can understand what he is saying."

"Of course,"

"Cyrovonia," Wistoria answered the question, and no sooner did she finish speaking, Damien wished that she had never spoken.

Because the horses didn't run—they flew. Like a plane with no pilot.

So as soon as the carriage shot in the air, the only thought that Damien had was —

AHHHHHHHHH!