The Manic Tyrant and his Monster Tree

Outrageous rambling!

"..." The woman's face turned dark red.

Not because of embarrassment but because of anger. How outrageous could a man's words get?

He not only killed her husband but now he was accusing her of having an affair behind her husband's back?

How could he?

She really wants to kill him.

Ironically, the anger that made her want to kill him was the one that made her unable to move.

She gritted her teeth and wanted to speak but the same anger made it unable to utter a sound.

While she was filled with her anger, the man who was supposed to calm and cool continued his outrageous rambling, "So? Who is your lover, huh? Do I know him? Does your husband know him too?

"Don't tell me, he was one of your husband's close friends? Ahh! I think you should thank me for killing him then, right? I removed a big obstacle from your love life. How lucky you are to get me as your neighbor!"

Lucky? She was lucky to get him as her neighbor? Why was she lucky?

Because he killed her husband?

Or because he was throwing baseless accusations at her?

What made her lucky to have him as her neighbor? She really wants to know.

Also, she had a lover? Who is he? Why doesn't she know that she had a lover behind her husband's back?

She even has to thank this outrageous man for making way for her to have a happy life with her imaginary lover?

She wants to shout back at him but she also knows that this is not the time to have an argument with this twisted man regarding some imaginary scenario that he just created in his mind.

She took a deep breath before she asked him through her gritted teeth, "Where is my husband?"

Caesar tilted his head sideways in confusion. He then pointed his index finger towards the severed hand that rested on the ground and spoke, "Isn't he there?"

"I am not asking about his hand. Where is the rest of his body?" She continued asking. She had never once thought that she would have no other choice but to talk calmly to a man who was definitely her husband's murderer.

But, what other choice does she have?

If she talks rudely to this crazy man, she may never get to see the rest of her husband's body other than his hand.

Her mind was about to go crazy. Yet she had no choice but to talk calmly.

What sort of weird situation was she in right now?

She really hopes even her enemies wouldn't be in a situation like her. This would definitely make one go crazy.

Her question made Caesar realize that it was true that his neighbor's body was really missing. After all, he had done nothing to that waste of a dead body once he was done strangling him.

He thus looked at Hearthe again, "Hearthe dear, what happened to his rest of the body?"

He was sure that since it was not done by him, it would only be Hearthe that had done something to that dead body.

He did not care what she had done though. She must be playful. So what if she wanted to play with some waste material?

She can do whatever she wants to do. He would dote on her all the same.

Hearthe understood his question again and wanted to give him a reply. Sadly she couldn't speak in a language that her Father could understand.

Hence she looked around and her eyes fell on the hand that was somehow left out after her 'treatment' to the weird man's body.

Her black eyes shone brightly as she crawled swiftly towards the hand.

When the woman saw that the snake like creature was nearing her husband's hand once again, she wanted to grab it and take it away.

But she also recalled Caesar's question to this weird looking creature. After listening to that question, she can easily come to the conclusion that whatever happened to her husband could be known only from this creature and no one else.

Hence once again, with no other choice, she could do nothing but stand at her place and look on without having any capability to take a stand and stop it.

Hearthe moved to the hand and crawled over it using her slimy body.

At first nothing happened when she crawled over it.

But after a few seconds, the slime over her body started changing color into a brighter shade of red.

As soon as the color changed, the hand that touched the slime over her body started reacting.

It started crumpling like an old piece of paper and slowly it wrinkled further.

Slowly the darkened skin started to vanish and a gooey mess started to ooze out of the hand.