Chapter 49: The massacre of villains ends in failure...
"Guards! I need to report a crime! A mentally ill person is crawling around on my way home!"
"Nonsense! That's clearly a dog that looks like a human sniffing around!"
"No! It's a ghost! A huge, long, dark shadow darting around the street at lightning speed..."
"Don't panic."
The captain of the guard, Rougete, yawned lazily and poured himself a strong cup of coffee to help him get through the long night.
"It might just be the shadow of a tree; you're all seeing things."
"No! No!"
The person who reported the crime was wailing and screaming:
"I watched helplessly as that dark figure jumped into the noble district!"
"Oh~"
As he slowly stopped enjoying his coffee, Rougete casually picked up his sidearm.
"They are nobles."
"Then we have no choice but to go and take a look."
*
It’s over! It’s over! It’s over!
Lynette!
The drug that caused him to fall into a coma, combined with the strong hand of an adult, nearly drowned Linni in the darkness. The boy struggled frantically for a long time before finally managing to open his eyes a crack.
Linnie...te...
"Sister, the new one is awake!"
Who, who is speaking?
"Huh? He's just unlucky."
In the blurry vision, a beautiful figure came into view.
"How wonderful it would be to sleep through everything... Sigh, come on, open your mouth."
Something slightly bitter, along with the aroma of grease, was forced into Linni's mouth.
What is that?!
Linni was dazed and instinctively shook her head as if she was about to vomit.
"Good stuff, painkillers."
Cool and delicate fingertips pressed against Linni's lips. The man's voice was gentle, yet also carried a hint of disdain.
"If you weren't so small and it wasn't your first time, I wouldn't have been willing to give it to you."
What...?
"Listen to me—hey!"
The child, whose eyes were swollen from dizziness, struggled desperately in her hands:
"vomit--"
The pills, mixed with saliva, were thrown on the ground.
Hey! You!
Linni narrowed her pupils with difficulty and saw clearly the owner of the voice.
The lightly dressed girl glared at him angrily:
"I only have this one pill!"
What?
Where is this?
What about Lynette?
Linni looked around in alarm, only to see that everyone around her was dressed similarly, with youthful faces.
"younger sister--"
Nobody paid him any attention.
Everyone's eyes were instinctively drawn to the pills he had just spat out.
The medicine was damp, sticky with saliva and dust, and stuck to the floor.
"......"
A child quickly reached out, picked it up, and swallowed it.
"You are—uh."
Linni's question was instantly choked.
Isn't it dirty?
"Smack!"
"Spit it out!"
The girl by the bed didn't hesitate either, immediately slapping him on the back.
"This medicine isn't yours!"
"I'm sorry, Sister Lena!"
The child accepted the pats without flinching, but his hands loosely covered his mouth, as if afraid something might fall out.
"But I'm really afraid of pain!"
"You're afraid, but isn't he?"
Lena pointed at Linni without any mercy.
Then he pointed to himself:
Am I not afraid?
"Spit it out! You selfish bastard!"
"I'm so sorry..."
What's going on here?
Linni sat on the bed with a bewildered look on her face.
"Has anyone seen my sister? She looks almost exactly like me, except she has..."
"Thump!!"
A loud bang abruptly shattered the chaos.
This also interrupted Linni's unanswered question.
"!?"
The child looked in terror toward the direction from which the sound came.
The iron gate, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened a crack at some point.
Ah, I can go out and find Lynette now...
He was feeling dizzy and tried to get out of bed, but the girl pressed him back down onto the bed.
"Immediately, right now, pretend to faint."
Lena's face was pale, but among the group of young people whose faces were ashen, she was remarkably well-off and composed.
"Then pray that there are no guests with unusual preferences today."
What? What? What?
As soon as he was pressed down, Linni sprang back up like a spring.
I can't listen to you, I have to go find my sister!
"Ugh, you little brat who can't understand human language! Good luck, I don't have time for you!"
The girl stopped moving and hurriedly ran to the door to pry open the crack:
"Master, we've kept you waiting—!"
A bloody human head rolled into the room through the crack in the door.
"--ah!"
*
Deformed heads, heads of their own kind, heads of adults, rolled from outside the door to the feet of young girl Lena, staining her bare feet with blood.
"......elder sister!"
The first to shout were some impatient little brats.
"They've killed someone again!"
This isn't the first time they've killed someone. People who tried to escape, the sick, and those who resisted—they've all died. There's nothing surprising about it.
This was Lena's first thought.
But this was way too gruesome! They never used to dump corpses in front of us like this—
Anger filled the girl's heart even before fear.
Those adults—those nobles—those bastards—!
Just how far do they intend to manipulate and intimidate us?
"Ah, ah, Mom... Sister!"
Lena caught the trembling child who lunged at her, her eyes wide with anger as she stared at the wide-open door:
Damn beasts.
"...I really want to bite you all to death."
She waited for sticks, blades, or something disgusting and unsightly to emerge from behind the door, mixed with laughter and playful noises, and enter the room.
But there was nothing there.
Outside the door, only the gradually subsiding screams and the increasingly strong stench of blood could be heard.
"Linette—!"
Lena didn't realize what was happening until the newcomer jumped out of bed, screamed, stepped over her head, and ran outside.
This doesn't seem to be some kind of cruel joke by nobles, or a bloody warning as it usually is.
The dead person clearly had a beautiful hair ornament on their head.
And in the 'horse pen' where we are.
No goods disappeared.
......
Who could be the person who died?
"Lynette—where are you?"
"Hey, hey! Wait a minute! ...Don't just stand there, everyone come out and follow him!"
*
Without guards, without obstruction, without even a curse, the children easily stepped out of their usual prison.
No, it's not that it doesn't exist.
"ah!"
Blood, blood everywhere, mixed with mangled chunks of flesh, splattered all over this magnificent multi-story villa.
The carpet underfoot resembled an early spring meadow, with snow that was about to melt, muddy and slippery, leaving blood with every step.
"Sister—ugh!"
The children were terrified and desperately burrowed into the leader's arms.
"I'm scared—"
I'm scared too—
"Don't, don't be afraid, it's all pig's blood..."
Lena clung to them, trembling, as their bloodied little feet kicked and dirtied her white dress.
"Sister is talking nonsense—"
The children cried even harder.
"There's half a hand over there, and it's wearing a diamond ring! Waaaaaah—"
"...It must be...it must be one of the circus gorillas who dropped something! Haha!"
"What's this layer of wet mud on the wall?"
The wailing and howling were unstoppable.
"We can all recognize that the white stuff is fat, right? And this whole wall is minced meat, isn't it?"
"Uh...maybe, maybe they're learning how to make beef balls like the Liyue people?"
What the hell are those nobles up to?
No, that's not right, where are they?
What about those glamorous, high-society figures who usually frequent the clubhouse?
In a daze, Lena couldn't find any of them.
She frantically shielded the equally terrified children behind her and peered down.
Everyone disappeared.
Only the first floor of the villa, in the center of the hall.
Under the magnificent lights, stood a dark red object.
*
"...What is that?"
First of all, it could never be a person.
Because there are no humans with red skin and red hair in the world.
Lena's hands and feet were cold. She swallowed hard and backed away, protecting her younger siblings behind her.
"...Everyone, don't go downstairs yet..."
“Linette—”
The new idiot had never heard a word of human speech before. Linni yelled and charged downwards with all his might.
"Hey, danger!"
Lena reached for his collar but grasped only air. She could only watch anxiously as he stomped across the carpet, charging fearlessly towards the red figure—
"Put my sister down!"
Sister? What sister?
Lena crouched down and peered down the stairs on the third floor.
She saw the red figure turn around very slowly, revealing a pair of unfocused golden eyes, and a motionless little girl in its arms.
No, it's a person!
It was a boy about the same height as him, who was also holding a child!
The reason it looks dark red from head to toe is because—
"Idiot! Stop!"
Lena stood up and yelled at Linni:
"Danger!!"
What kind of good guy is he who's been covered in human blood all over his body?
We're doomed!
Linni, disregarding her own safety, ran closer and closer to the 'Red Demon,' even stretching out her arms and shoving the other's back hard:
"Let go, you bastard!!"
Oh my god!
"Sister, are you alright?"
Lena's legs buckled, and she almost fell down the stairs.
She clung to the handrail, struggling to steady herself.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god—I hope your head doesn't fly too far, or it'll be inconvenient for me to pick it up!
"Thump."
A heavy, muffled thud.
But it wasn't the sound of a head hitting the ground.
"?"
Lena looked down in surprise and fear and continued watching.
The young murderer, covered in blood, was pushed by a child who barely reached his waist.
And just like that, she softly fell to the ground with a thud.
"?"
So you like sitting and twisting people's heads?
"......!"
Seeing him fall, Linni was slightly startled, but immediately went forward and reached out to pull the girl in his arms:
"Give it back to me!"
"!"
This action awakened the young murderer; he immediately shook the girl off like a burning ember, and, to Lena's astonishment, curled his body into a tight ball—
"Waaaah—"
She cried out in anguish, like a desperate child.
"......"
"???"
What's going on here?!
Lena saw from afar the drops of blood dripping from the hairs on his ears, and the white streaks on his little red face from his tears.
I was stunned.
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Author's note: Finally... finished writing.
For my next book, I'd like to try pre-writing the entire manuscript...
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