Chapter 994 [Observation] Every hateful person has a pitiful suffering.
[Two cards remain undrawn. Please continue drawing cards to determine who will be watching the movie.]
The cold, mechanical sound broke the somber silence.
Everyone: "..."
This movie theater is really...
Qianzhu's lips twitched slightly. He probably didn't need to comfort 'everyone' now, right?
Two?
Liu Qingyao closed her eyes, clutching her chest for a while, and was reciting a calming mantra in her mind when she suddenly heard the mechanical voice. She immediately opened her eyes and asked in confusion, "Wait a minute, there are only two cards left? Aren't there still Asa, R, and X? How come there are only two left? Also, is the gentleman not included?"
[Not counted.]
A mechanical, indifferent response.
Liu Qingyao: "..."
Oh, this.
How could you not even look at such an important person as sir?
So mysterious.
It instantly caught my attention.
Liu Qingyao opened her mouth and asked again, "Whose are the remaining two cards?"
The mechanical voice did not respond.
Liu Qingyao: "..."
You're really cold-hearted, aren't you? That's really unkind!
Amidst everyone's puzzled yet curious wait, it was Furuya Rei's turn to draw a card.
"The remaining two, they must be either the Godfather or Asa, right?" Bertrand squeezed the completely deformed pig doll in his hand, looking at the screen with some curiosity.
He suppressed the gloom that had just arisen.
The same goes for everyone else, so at first glance, everyone seems perfectly normal except for Asa.
"It's still one out of nine draws, so I shouldn't get a blank card, right?"
Behringer peeked out and saw that there were still nine cards on the screen, so he muttered something intriguingly.
The next second—
Looking at the card with no design, Behffiner stared in astonishment, then silently covered her mouth with her hand and leaned on Qianzhu's shoulder.
It should...have nothing to do with him, right?
After all, he is a rooster, not a crow.
Rei Furuya's lips twitched slightly.
This shouldn't have anything to do with his luck, right? It must be a matter of probability.
He didn't draw a card, so the card was drawn by Matsuda Jinpei next to him.
Matsuda Jinpei was in high spirits, but he also drew a blank card.
Matsuda Jinpei: "..."
Oh, this.
This must be the result of drawing SSR cards with such low probability and no guaranteed reward. (Just kidding.)
[Note: If the viewing card is not drawn after ten attempts, everyone will be sent back and their memories wiped.]
Everyone: "..."
No, huh?
Although your memory will be erased after watching all the movies, watching them and not watching them are two different things.
They also want to see from Mr. R's perspective whether their dear friends/babies have been resurrected...
smoke!
You absolutely must pull it out!
Asa doesn't care (crossed out), but Mr. R can figure it out!
So they drew six times in a row.
Finally, when it was the seventh person's turn, Subaru Okiya, he finally drew a card with a picture on it.
only……
As everyone stared at the scarlet snake on the big screen, the skull coiled around it, and the withered flowers, a moment of silence fell.
Asa reacted slightly, slowly raising his head and looking at the big screen with a half-smile.
Benshan also wrapped himself around him, hissing and sticking out his tongue, which sent a chill down one's spine.
Everyone glanced at Asa silently, then silently looked away.
Hmm... let me see.
After all, they weren't entirely uninterested in Asa's affairs.
...
"Asa, will you give me your heart?"
"Hmm? If you want it, you can have it."
The innocent and indistinct voices and words of children drifted away on the wind and then disappeared.
...
"Asa, tomorrow is your coming-of-age ceremony. Seral would like to invite you to the palace to discuss something." A woman with ram-like horns on both sides of her head stood under the tree, looking up at the red-haired boy sitting at the top of the tree.
Asa watched the little bird perched on his finger and poked its beak again and again, finding it amusing to watch it shake its head.
Suddenly hearing a sound coming from under the tree, he looked down, released the bird, stood up, and jumped down.
He glanced at the woman with surprise. "Didn't Seral say he was busy training Her Majesty the Queen's personal guard? Why is he suddenly asking me to go to the palace?"
"Who knows?" The woman shrugged. "That's just how Seral is. Maybe he suddenly missed you, his friend of many years?"
Asa: "...Don't say such mushy things."
The woman laughed and slapped him on the shoulder. "You'd better hurry up and go."
Asa rolled her eyes at her, then turned and headed toward the castle, whose pointed domes could be vaguely seen in the distance.
After entering the royal city, more and more eyes fell on Asa, and most of the demons had a strange look in their eyes.
But Asa didn't care, because they quickly looked away.
He arrived at the palace without any hindrance. The knight guarding the gate glanced at him and then opened the gate to let him in, clearly having already received permission from Seral, the captain of the royal guard.
Since entering the palace, Asa had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he suppressed the feeling because he had come to see his friend.
"Asa!"
Asa looked over and saw a gray-haired man dressed in knight's attire with a long sword at his waist running excitedly toward him, waving as he ran.
"You're a knight commander now, how come you're so unreliable?"
Asa smiled and spoke.
Seral scratched his head sheepishly and chuckled, "I was just excited to see you!"
"Didn't you say you were going to train the royal guard? Is it over?" Asa glanced at him with a smile.
"Yeah, we finished early and let them rest. Anyway, the vice-captain is watching over them, so it's okay for me to slack off a little."
Seral led Asa into the palace with a grin, chatting with him along the way about how best to hold his coming-of-age ceremony.
Asa listened from the side, occasionally offering a comment or two.
Seeing this, some people can't help but wonder.
Asa seemed perfectly normal in the video, so why did his personality suddenly change so drastically later?
Asa's gaze was deep and unfathomable, a slight smile playing on his lips.
They all averted their gazes from him.
You can't tell, you can't tell at all.
However, the two indistinct sounds at the beginning of the video seem to mention the word "heart"?
Seral led Asa to the outside of a room, opened the door, and went inside with him.
Asa stopped after taking two steps inside, and at the same time, a clear sound of a door locking came from behind him.
He looked at the guards inside the room, their eyes burning with intensity, as if they were eyeing prey. He turned to Seral and asked, "What are they planning to do?"
Asa had a bad feeling, and that feeling was directed at Celal, who was standing right next to him and had been his friend for nearly a century.
Seral looked at him intently, then suddenly smiled shyly, much like when Asa first met him as a child.
With that face and that expression, he uttered extremely cold words: "Asa, you once said that you would give me your heart if I wanted it."
Asa's eyes widened slightly, and she instantly understood. She looked at him with a hint of disbelief, her face remaining relatively calm, but her slightly trembling voice betrayed her. "So... from the very beginning, you only approached me for the heart inside me?"
“Yes.” Seral’s smile deepened, and he took the sword from his waist. “Because you were too vigilant, all the people Her Majesty sent were sent back by you, so Her Majesty gave this task to me.”
"Originally, I should have removed your heart when I asked you that question, but the heart is stronger when it's in its original body, so I kept putting it off. Anyway, as long as I take your heart out before you come of age, that's fine."
Seeing Asa, who was already struggling to breathe, Seral narrowed his eyes and smiled as he ordered his personal guards, "Make your move."
Those few words, spoken so casually, made it seem as if they were merely slaughtering prey.
But... Asa is indeed like prey that has lost its ability to attack.
Asa crouched on the ground, one hand supporting his forehead and the other on his hand. He glanced at the approaching guards, took a breath, stood up, and tried to struggle.
Seral, wiping his sword, watched this scene with a faint smile still playing on his lips.
He spoke softly, his laughter a mixture of pity and mockery, "Asa, don't struggle anymore. Your parents already knew Her Majesty the Queen wanted your heart, so you've already been offered as tribute to Her Majesty."
Asa paused slightly, then lifted his eyelids to look at Seral, whose struggles were indeed getting weaker and weaker.
The medication has fully taken effect.
But this was only a drug that rendered him unable to resist; it wouldn't make him fall into a coma. So—he was perfectly conscious as he watched Sera, with a smile on her face, stab the sword through his chest.
Asa's fingers trembled slightly from the pain, but he couldn't even make a sound.
He could clearly feel his chest being ripped open.
He felt a hand gripping his heart.
Then he ruthlessly ripped it from his body.
at last.
His chest cavity was completely empty.
But he did not die.
Asa's empty eyes stared unblinkingly at what was in front of him, the color of the congealed blood around him being even darker than the color of his hair.
A tear seemed to slide down the corner of his eye, but it quickly disappeared into his hair, as if it were just an illusion.
These ten minutes felt longer than a century.
In a daze, he heard Seral's voice tremble slightly, filled with excitement and suppressed emotion, his tone laced with endless malice.
"To avoid causing any further trouble, we'll take him out through the back gate and leave him at the agreed-upon location, while subtly hinting to the adults who want his other parts."
"Understood," his subordinate replied respectfully.
Seral carefully placed the still-beating heart in his hand into a specially made box and put it away.
The last thing Asa saw was his smiling face.
It's so disgusting, it's like the queen's most shameless, tail-wagging, tongue-wagging lapdog.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the big screen, their faces filled with disbelief.
After a long silence, a slightly trembling voice finally rang out, "To have one's heart ripped out like that... how painful must that be..."
"..."
These words broke the silence for only a few seconds before it quickly returned to silence, with only the sound of footsteps coming from the big screen.
Asa was abandoned in the wilderness the day before his coming-of-age ceremony.
Soon, what awaits him is the other demons greedily tearing his body apart.
By then, perhaps he will truly die?
Asa's empty, gray eyes stared at a blood-red sky. He caught a glimpse of a small bird landing on the ground not far away, curiously approaching him.
He paused, turned his head slightly and smiled faintly, a sorrowful smile. He moved his hand slightly and whispered to the little bird, "Come here?"
The little bird looked around twice, then hopped over and nestled right next to his hand.
Asa gently took it in his hand.
The bird didn't react much.
But two seconds later, it suddenly began to struggle violently, and its clear cries became more shrill.
laugh--
A small, short, soft sound rang out, and at the same time, the bird stopped struggling, its wings and head drooping, and crimson blood stained Asa's pale hand.
The smile on his face had vanished at some point, leaving it empty and eerie.
He crushed the bird's body, letting its blood stain his hands completely red, then casually tossed the corpse aside. He then stiffly raised his hand and drew a strange, distorted character on his forehead with his fingertips.
Soon, a crimson light began to flicker.
When the red light disappeared, Asa's figure vanished, and in its place lay a small, crimson snake listlessly on the ground.
Similarly, the snake's seven-inch spot was also empty.
The little snake paused for a moment, then helplessly hid itself and concealed its presence.
Just then, a group of demons approached the area after it hid.
Clearly, they had all rushed over excitedly after receiving the information from Seral.
Unfortunately, they didn't see anything here.
The demons were somewhat annoyed, thinking that Seral had played a trick on them.
But Seral is Her Majesty the Queen's Knight Commander, so no matter how angry they are, they dare not confront him.
The small red snake hid in a dark corner, its extremely cruel vertical pupils staring intently at the demons who were leaving or searching nearby, until they were completely gone, at which point it gradually fell into a deep sleep.
...
Everyone: "..."
Liu Qingyao pressed her fingers to her forehead, frowned, and said in a sullen tone, "Is this what they mean by 'the pitiful must have something hateful about them, and the hateful must have something pitiful about them'?"
Behfinger looked rather listless, muttering to himself, "Assa is so pitiful, maybe I should forgive him..."
Bertrand: "..."
Hey, hey, hey, is this something that can be forgiven so easily??
His pitiful state doesn't mean what he did to them is forgivable...
The silver-haired boy looked speechlessly at Behffiner, who was completely caught in a dilemma, and decided to see what conclusion he would finally come to.
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