The Strongest Curse Master

Chapter 251: Climbing The Ranks

Chapter 251: Climbing The Ranks

"Ace, why aren't you eating?" Lola asked, noticing that his plate was still untouched. His face twisted in disgust as he watched Sonia and Scratchifer ferociously devour their fifth roasted suckling pig.

Ace barely suppressed the nausea. "Those two ruined my appetite. I blame myself for sitting across from them," he muttered, getting up from his seat and grabbing his plate.

The sight was disturbing. Sonia and Scratchifer tore into their meal like starving animals, their sharp teeth flashing in the warm candlelight. As a Werefur, Scratchifer was one of the many Cursedlings that like to kill its victims as gruesomely as possible such that negative emotions of their victims tainted their flesh preparing a tasty meal for themselves. 

That's why Sonia had specifically requested that her dish be prepared in the most brutal way possible. The dish, priced at twenty times the regular, was a luxury only available in high-end restaurants catering exclusively to Curse Users. They justified the price claiming torture was also an art form. Seeing how much the duo were loving their meal maybe they were on to something. 

Scratchifer and Sonia were too engrossed in their meal to be bothered by the disgusted looks and comments from across the table, they tore into their meal like it was their last, letting out guttural, satisfied sounds with every bite. Ace, however, had seen enough. He walked to the far end of the table, as far away from them as possible, and settled into his new seat.

Lola followed him and took a seat beside him. For whatever reason, her actions remind him of the school canteen. Ace barely spared her a glance before asking, "Do you really like that innate curse tool that much?"