Chapter 167 - The pain never ends
Chapter 167 - The pain never ends
Seven days after the names of the king and the prince were written on the central square, there was no news of their deaths.
Not to mention the news of death, the troops brought by the prince still surrounded the royal capital and imposed martial law in sensitive neighborhoods. In this situation, it is clear that at least the prince is still alive and in power.
All the names of the nobles in the square have been painted black.
——This was an order given by the king before. If the name cannot be erased, cover it with other colors as soon as possible. In case Ning Fei or his eyes don’t have time to see the name, smearing it off as soon as possible is the most direct way to save lives.
Therefore, the once shining and bustling central square is now covered with large and small black patches everywhere, like a rag with countless patches, which is very ugly. With military materials piled everywhere, bloodstains that had not been thoroughly cleaned up, garbage thrown everywhere, and various other traces of dirt, the Central Square was a real den of filth and dirt.
In short, those who wrote their names can only hope that Ning Fei has seen those names filled with blood and tears before they were crossed out.
At the moment, it seems that nothing is going as we wish.
Some people who were observing secretly were very disappointed, but at the same time they still had some hope. After all, during the days when riots and conflicts broke out in the Central Square, it was not only the king and prince whose names were written down, but also other nobles. And even earlier, other nobles had their names written on them, but they were also crossed out. People thought that maybe Ning Fei went to kill other nobles, so these two top dignitaries were not killed.
They would rather believe that Ning Fei is still killing the powerful and wealthy according to the prophecy, and are unwilling or afraid to think about the worst case scenario - Ning Fei has silently given up this game.
Seven more days passed like this.
There is still no national mourning, and the capital is still under martial law.
Not only that, Ning Fei's activities were no longer seen in the royal capital, as if he had disappeared.
Those who lost many of their relatives and friends fell into confusion.
They want the cheers of success and victory, and the tears of joy when the clouds finally clear and the moon appears, but the good news never comes. In the casino, the only "information source" among the people, gamblers gradually spread the news: in Ning Fei's murderous gambling game, there has been no new death for more than half a month.
The death bet between Ning Fei and Earl Andrew is still on the table, with no movement except for the ever-decreasing odds.
Even the casinos reacted in this way, and the few hopes people had left were finally gradually eroded by the day-by-day waiting.
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"They burned a scarecrow in front of the central square! It was made in your likeness!"
Prince Finn put a box on the table with a thump and frowned, "A bunch of ignorant lowly people, not only did they write the nobles' names wantonly, but they were also so disrespectful to you. They should have been caught in one fell swoop long ago...!"
"Is there anything else?"
Ning Fei's reaction was far less intense than Prince Finn's. He raised his eyebrows slightly and even looked at the thing wrapped in a blanket on the floor in the middle of the study. Then he walked over and kicked it with his foot: "Is this it? This can't be the lower half of your brother, right?"
"Yes. I just came back today, and the butler told me about it and brought this thing to me to see." Prince Finn replied, "I didn't expect you to come so quickly. I didn't have time to ask someone to remove it. I could only lift up the carpet and cover it up to avoid polluting your eyes..."
"Even if you say it so considerately, it can't cover up the fact that you only came back fifteen days ago." Ning Fei interrupted slowly, and at the same time bent down decisively and lifted the carpet.
Duan Yunhong was worried that Ning Fei would be unhappy after seeing this, but he leaned over to take a look and said, "...Huh?"
That’s it? According to what Ning Fei did?
Although most of the scarecrow had been burned and was unrecognizable, just by looking at the direction of the remains, Duan Yunhong could tell that it originally did not look like Ning Fei at all. If we have to say what was done according to Ning Fei, it would probably be the black cloth wrapped around his body.
Just wrap yourself in a black cloak and say you're Ning Fei? This is too abstract.
Ning Fei was also quite speechless, he stood up and clapped his hands: "...This is really a scarecrow that requires a lot of imagination."
"It is said that those untouchables shouted 'burn to death', uh..." He couldn't continue Ning Fei's name anyway, so he had to skip it, "shouting those slogans and burning near the central square. As soon as the soldiers passed by, they immediately ran away, cursing as they ran, so this scarecrow should represent... you."
"Did you see who it was?"
"It is said that they are just a group of children, the oldest of whom is estimated to be no more than ten years old." Prince Finn said, "But they are definitely untouchables. Nobles would not do such a thing. They are all afraid that you will notice them."
--really.
Duan Yunhong could almost imagine that scene. He had previously speculated that Ning Fei's choice to handle the news of the king's death in this way might cause those who wrote their names but received no results to hate him. Now, these people really started to burn Ning Fei's scarecrow, using fire, perhaps to indicate that their relatives and friends died in the fire.
Or maybe they were just using the classic "burning at the stake" method to kill demons.
Fortunately, Ning Fei did not see this scene with his own eyes. If he had been there, it would most likely have deepened the darkness in his heart. This abyss is extremely difficult to illuminate. Duan Yunhong is already annoyed enough, so he must not let Ning Fei continue to fall.
"Do you want to investigate this matter? I suspect they are the same group of people who set fire to the square before." Prince Finn continued, "These little untouchables only know how to set fires everywhere! If the soldiers hadn't put out the fire in time, it is very likely that nearby buildings and houses would have been burned down as well. How many innocent deaths and injuries would this cause? Have they never thought about it?!"
"Alright." Ning Fei was most annoyed by the nobles' hypocritical speeches. He pointed at the box on the table and said, "I'm here to listen to your report, not to listen to your nonsense. You've already broken your promise once. Let me see if you still have a bottom line."
"Of course I am loyal." Prince Finn stepped forward and held his hand. He lowered his head, as if he wanted to kiss the back of his hand. "I have already written to you the reason for my delay..."
Duan Yunhong grabbed Ning Fei's wrist and pulled his hand away.
Ning Fei: “…”
Prince Finn: “…”
"It's not your turn to touch him." Duan Yunhong was also good at pretending to be a saint. His tone was cold and his eyes were threatening. "You just touched something dirty, how dare you touch him?"
This means that Prince Finn's hand touched the box and there was something dirty in the box. But the hand of Ning Fei that Duan Yunhong was holding had just touched the carpet and grass ash, so it was actually almost the same.
But Duan Yunhong accused him just like that. Although Prince Finn was unhappy with him, he could not refute him. He lowered his head and said, "I am very sorry."
Ning Fei glanced at Duan Yunhong, who raised his eyebrows silently, smiled, and let go of his hand. Ning Fei then responded to Prince Finn: "No problem. Open the box."
Prince Finn returned to the box, but was still a little hesitant: "Are you sure you want to see it? Although I have ordered people to clean it, his death is really unbearable to look at..."
Ning Fei interrupted his nonsense: "I said, open it."
Prince Finn finally unlocked the box.
Open the lid first, then slowly lower the side facing Ning Fei. Accompanied by a sudden strong smell of decay, a human head finally appeared before the public.
Even covered in thick lime, one could still see that it was bloated, hideous, and bloodstained. Its eyelids could not close completely and its hair was sparse. If Ning Fei was not quite familiar with the king's appearance, it would be difficult for him to recognize this extremely deformed face. Without his gorgeous crown and clothes, the king was no different from the shabbiest old man in the civilian street.
"...Okay, turn it off." Ning Fei didn't mean to be tortured, so he waved his hand amid the increasingly strange smell, "Deal with it yourself."
"Yes." Prince Finn closed the box with a look of disgust on his face, "Then there is the deceased queen and two children..."
"Deal with it too." Ning Fei replied calmly. After all, when he came here as agreed in ten days, he learned from the letter presented by the butler that the king and his entire family had been captured by Prince Finn. How should I put it? Not surprising at all. Prince Finn is essentially ruthless, selfish, and unscrupulous. Even though he was still deeply influenced by light magic, as long as his belief was "to achieve the goals proposed by Ning Fei at all costs" and that "the king's family were not Ning Fei's believers", killing them would not make Prince Finn feel painful.
The reason he explained in the letter was that when he was about to kill the king, this family had already sensed the crisis. They organized the guards to fight back desperately, and even wanted to strike first, which forced the prince to deal with everyone at once and delay time. What he said made sense, but only he himself knew how much ambition was hidden behind it.
However, this gave Ning Fei an inspiration.
He originally wanted to deal with Prince Finn while he was coming to see the king's head. At the moment, execution on the spot is the most merciful punishment for the royal family who are the source of corruption.
Ning Fei came up with a more torturous method.
He watched the prince close the box, take out a handkerchief and wipe his fingers continuously, with a look of disgust on his face. Suddenly he said, "The dirt on the surface can be wiped clean, but the dirt in the heart is difficult to get rid of easily. Since your hands are stained with blood, let me help you wash them thoroughly."
Upon hearing this, Prince Finn's expression suddenly became excited, and he walked forward with his hands raised: "Please baptize me and bless me...!"
Duan Yunhong suddenly felt something was wrong, so he stepped back decisively and rushed straight to the door!
"Why are you running?" Ning Fei was watching Duan Yunhong "escape in panic". It was not until the man had grabbed the door handle that Ning Fei spoke slowly: "I won't give you a blessing."
Duan Yunhong paused and looked back at him: "Really?"
"How could this be false?" Ning Fei was able to control the casting range accurately. The first few times, he thought this guy's unhappy look was quite funny, so he deliberately hid it from him to tease him. At this moment, Ning Fei finally mercifully reminded him not to run.
Duan Yunhong didn't know whether he really believed it or was still skeptical. In any case, although he didn't continue to go out, he just stopped at the door and didn't come back. Seeing his skeptical look, Ning Fei was too lazy to say anything more and raised his hand towards Prince Fein.
Along with a faint tinnitus, a warm breeze that no one else could feel rose from the soles of Prince Finn's feet.
It surrounded Prince Finn, growing larger and larger; the tinnitus also grew louder and louder, gradually turning into a roar. Prince Finn could hear nothing else, could feel nothing else. Only warmth flowed through his limbs and the sound of distant bells roared in his mind.
His eyes quickly turned white, and the strong light made his eyes tear up, but he was reluctant to close them. His heart and soul were trembling, as if his feet were about to leave the ground.
Just as he was about to ascend to heaven, a voice came from the sky and entered his mind.
"I want you to become kind, true, and beautiful from now on. You cannot bear to see human lives being taken lightly, people suffering, and the suffering in the world.
"I want you to clearly recall every person you killed, every piece of land you seized, and every thing you did that harmed others. Every memory is a lash on your heart, and every sin burns your soul and causes it to suffer.
"When others are angry, sad, and in pain because of you, you will feel their pain a thousand times more. You have to repent and atone for your sins every day, but your sea of karma is endless and you can never repay it.
"You are born guilty, but above that, you must fear death. Pain is not a reason for you to seek death.
“You have to search for the meaning of death. When you truly understand it, you can truly move towards death and peace.”
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