I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

Those who were waiting at the entrance of the tunnel had only seen a bright light coming from inside. Some even blocked their line of sight to prevent blinding. The beaming glow only took a few seconds before it disappeared. The event took the others stunned before some authorities ran over to the area and checked what really happened inside that passage.         

    

But when they checked there was no one there, the CCTV recordings of the underpass only showed two women in a glowing circle with weird symbols followed by a bright light and then they disappeared on the spot. This event caused panic in the world the two left behind.     

What they didn't know was that the same kind of event had happened in some mansion from the central city. A young teenage girl whose age is only 16 had disappeared from her house under the same blinding light. This young girl is called Angela Evans.     

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In a different world.     

A dazzling light coming from under their feet, slight dizziness hit the heads of the summoned people. Except for Eirwen Night who withstood the space transfer, the other two ladies laid flat on the cold floor suffering from dizziness. There's a commotion in their surroundings.     

YESSSS!!!     

IT'S A SUCCESS!!!     

We did it! Thank the light god!!!     

The noise in the surroundings made the three newly summoned lightheaded especially for Eirwen Night who hates this kind of racket. His irritation flared almost instantly upon being summoned. System Yue who can feel his host's raging anger almost shouted at the stupid people inside the room.     

[H-Host. Please calm down. There are too many witnesses. You can't kill them. They are the royal knights and mages who did the summoning ritual.]     

TSK!     

Eirwen Night clicked his tongue in response to his throbbing head due to irritation. He covered his ears without care for his appearance and even pulled down the hood on his head even lower than before.     

In front of them, the knights wearing full plated armors were bumping fists while laughing loudly in celebrations even the people wearing mage robes were crying as they clasp their hands in prayer, their faces were all full of smiles.     

The middle-aged lady, Bela Laurel, glared at Eirwen Night the moment she spotted him among the crowd. But she was even more surprised by the sudden element which is a young girl sitting on the floor with her.     

Bela Laurel's thoughts:     

'That slut dared to grab my hair! Fucker! I will end you'     

'Who the hell is this little girl?! Isn't the Saintess Candidates only I and Eirwen Night!?'     

'Moreover, since when did Eirwen Night become that aggressive!? Shit! What the hell is happening!? Nothing is going according to my past memories!'     

On the other hand, Angela Evan's thoughts were in disarray, she looked around at the unknown room while being surrounded by people in weird clothing. Her thoughts were in chaos as well.     

'Where I am?'     

'What is happening here? Who are these people?!'     

'I'm supposed to be at home!'     

'Just what the hell is this place!?'     

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While looking around she noticed the lady in office clothes glaring at her and the standing lady in her winter dress hiding her head within the hood of her clothes. She chooses to ignore the middle-aged lady looking at her with malice in her eyes and chooses to look at the other lady whose reaction is too unconcerned for her surroundings.     

Meanwhile, Eirwen Night's mood finally turned bad. He covered his ears and ignored his surroundings including everyone in it. Walking away from the center, he went to the nearest wall and leaned on it. He blinded himself from the eyes that fell on him. He took out his phone from his dress pocket, opened the backpack hanging on his back, pulled a noise-canceling headset and a tumbler with an iced caramel macchiato.         

    

After covering his ears with the headset he connected to his phone, he played pieces of classical music he got Yue to prepare for him. He took out the straw from his tumbler and sipped it while watching the boisterous scene unfolding in front of him. No one noticed his actions except for those who took an interest in him. Bela Laurel is one and Angela Evan is second. There are more hidden within the crowd.     

The clamor halted when the door of the room suddenly opened, followed by an entourage of the king, duke, and the archmage. They entered followed by a group of nobles after them. The entourage stopped in front of Bela Laurel and Angela Evans.      

Eirwen Night spoke to his system as he observed the newly arrived characters.     

"Yue, I want to see that status board of the three in front."     

[Right away, Host.]     

[Name: Argus Hart (60)     

Title: King of Kingdom Hart, Sword King     

Level: 150     

Job: Ruler, Paladin Knight     

Appearance: Blonde hair and blue eyes]     

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[Name: Alexis Castel (150)     

Title: Archmage of Kingdom Hart     

Level: 200     

Job: Wisemen, Magician     

Appearance: Long white hair, white beard, and orange eyes]     

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[Name: Damian Adrienne (?)     

Title: Duke of Kingdom Hart (???)(???)     

Level: 100 (???)     

Job: (???)     

Appearance: Black hair and silver eyes.]     

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Seeing the last status board about the duke of the kingdom full of unknown characters made Eirwen Night a bit surprised.     

"Is the duke a bug in this world or something?" asked Eirwen to his system.         

    

[This... Yue doesn't know. This is a high-tier world. It wouldn't be surprising to have bug-like characters. The Gods in this world exist as characters as well. They were considered as main elements at the same time the will of heavens.]     

"Based on the Isekai Stories I've read before, Gods of the Isekai worlds love to get involved with the summoned people. You wouldn't say that those gods would get involved with me if I play around with my toy (Bela)?" asked Eirwen.     

[Er~ They would most likely get involved, Host.]     

"If they pissed me off, I'll kill them off."     

[Please do so as you wish, Host. The missions in this world are correcting the world error which is your existence. Second, become the Saint and lastly make Bela Laurel's life worse than death. The last two were the original Eirwen Night's wishes. The first one is the real mission. You need to give yourself existence to this world. Whether that will be good or bad, as long as it is completed nothing much matters.]     

"How annoying~ I will do what I want regardless of the missions."     

Their conversation continues within Eirwen's mind.     

The old man archmage whispered something to the ears of the middle-aged man at the center of the entourage with blond hair and blue eyes like those in fairytale stories. With an obvious crown on the top of his blonde hair, this man is clearly the king of this place.     

Beside him, on his right, is an old man wearing a magician robe with the kingdom's crest. His long hair loosely tied on the ends and his long beard flutters with his every word. Only his eyes with the color of an apricot survey the two ladies with interest and curiosity.     

Standing on the left is a young man in his mid-thirties. He is wearing clothes worn by nobles from the olden times. But his presence inclines more to wickedness mixed with the elegance of those with noble blood. Just his standing posture alone emits his standing as a duke with high standing. Unlike the rest of the people from the entourage, this man just lightly glanced at the two ladies and averted his eyes right away. There is a clear show of disinterest from within those dull argent eyes of his. But for some reason, he still notices Eirwen Night who is enjoying his drinking while hiding from the shadows of the pillar.     

King Argus after listening to his kingdom's archmage observes the two young ladies in front of him. A friendly smile appears on his handsome yet mature face.     

"Welcome to my Kingdom! I am the King of this land, Argus Hart. Welcome, Saintess candidates from the prophecy!" said King Argus while staring at the two ladies stunned in front of him.     

Bela Laurel and Angela Evans stood up from the floor with the help of the female maids from the palace. After helping them up, the maids stepped down and stood at the side without approaching the Saintess Candidates. Everyone in the room had clearly forgotten about Eirwen Night's existence ever since the rival of the king's entourage. With both the ladies at the center on the hot seat no one could recall the other person who chose to hide in the shadows.     

[Host, the duke noticed you even though you've intentionally hidden your presence.]     

Eirwen Night's golden irises met the duke's indifferent argent orbs and gave him a mischievous smirk.     

"So what if he could see me. I'm not hiding. I've only erased my presence." murmured Eirwen as his reply to his system's words.     

King Argus spoke, "Could you please say your names, Saintesses?"     

Bela Laurel acted with an etiquette, she remembers from her previous memories. Her gesture of mannerism was played out by her properly.     

"My surname is Laurel and my birth name is Bela. Pleasant greetings to everyone~"     

Everyone was stunned by the elegance of her movements. Bela Laurel stood straight on her feet keeping a dignified and gentle temperament. She wanted to have a good first impression for everyone to see. She wanted everyone to think that she is a literate, elegant, and mature lady.     

The king's frown lightly frowns. but it instantly returns to normal as his smile remains on his lips. Obviously, he is observing the two ladies before him with a gauging gaze behind his fox-like smile.     

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"Nice to meet you, Lady Laurel. How about this young lady here?" asked the old man archmage with a gentle voice as if soothing everyone around him.     

But his efforts were useless as Angela Evans is still a young lady. She couldn't hide her anxiety and nervousness. But the young girl didn't copy Bela Laurel's gestures and instead did a modern greeting from her original world. She held the corner of her dress slightly, lowered her knees with one of her legs forward, and greeted.     

"My n-name is A-Angela Evans. Greetings!"     

Unlike the frown that appeared on the king's face, this time he raised his eyebrows and lightly laughed.         

    

"Hahaha~ Lady Evans has nothing to fear. We aren't here to harm you. Of course, you might be confused about the current events. Our kingdom's archmage, Alexis Castel would be explaining things for the Saintess. Now that our esteemed guests had introduced themselves we shall have a banquet tonight to welcome the Saintess to their arrival in this world.     

Now shall we move in another place to..." said King Argus joyously but his words were suddenly cut off but the young duke standing beside him.     

"No."     

The duke of Kingdom Hart finally spoke out. A deep yet magnetic voice echoes in the area. Everyone's attention including the king had moved to him. Bela Laurel who recognized this handsome man from her memories had stared at the duke with a lovestruck gaze. Her pinkish eyes were glowing with obsession and affection. Sadly the man ignores him.     

King Argus asked, "What do you mean, Duke?"     

"Not every candidate had introduced themselves." said the duke, Damian Adrienne.      

Everyone watched the duke walk towards the corner where the shadow of the pillar inside the room was cast. They saw no one over there and were bewildered that the duke is walking in that direction when there is nothing but darkness in such a place.     

They watched as the duke made a grabbing motion towards the area behind the pillar. When Damian had pulled away from his hand, everyone saw the thin wrist covered in grey-colored clothing and dragged out a slender figure from behind the pillar. Once the hidden person was pulled away, they saw another young lady wearing a long grey dress with a weird design and her head was unseen inside the hood.     

The young lady tried to struggle from the duke's grip but the difference of their build and physique overwhelms the delicate lady.     

A kittenish voice came out of the lady's mouth, "Let go of me! You brute! I will scream if you don't let go!" said Eirwen Night.     

[Host, your voice in this world is too deadly.]     

"No one would fucking take you as a mute if you don't speak!" retorted Eirwen Night in his mind.     

Damian Adrienne frowned when he couldn't see the appearance of the person within his grip. He ignores Eirwen's scuffles and pulls him towards where the king and the archmage are.     

"She is wearing an article of uncanny clothing. It's slightly the same as what the other candidates wear. This lady must be another candidate for the position of Saintess as well, my king." explained Duke Adrienne.     

Eirwen Night was irritated by the touch of a stranger, but the latter isn't willing to let him go. He could only bite the man's hand and force him to let go of him.     

Hiss!     

"You lunatic!" exclaimed the duke as he smacked away his hand to make Eirwen Night loosen his bite on the back of his hand.     

Smacked!     

AHH!     

But Duke Damian forgot to hold back his strength and accidentally slapped Eirwen Night directly to his face. Because of this hit, Eirwen light cut the corner of his lips and tasted the rust within his mouth. His hoodie which covers his appearance had fallen behind him as he was hit away by the duke with force.     

Once his hoodie was cast off, his refined and exquisite appearance was seen by everyone. His long silver hair flutters behind him yet quite messy due to being kept inside his hood, his golden irises were concentrating on the man who hit him and there is obvious anger within those aureate orbs. His current fierce expression even made his heavenly appearance even more attractive. With that trace of blood at the corner of his lip, the scarlet color made those thin lips luster and delectable.     

He truly looks like a temptress in his current appearance.     

"Fuck off! You brute!" yelled Eirwen while glaring at Duke Damian who hit him out of nowhere.