"No, there is nothing we can do." The old man told me with an angry smirk. "We will not stay to see what happens next. Rotting."
As if following orders, their bodies began to rot, and everyone, even the lunatic, giggled triumphantly as if pretending to hit me. In a few seconds, they disappeared completely.
After I tried my best to rescue them, how did they repay me?! Even though I paid so much to protect them, they still abandon me like a trash?! I will survive this encounter, I will kill them! This is my promise.
"You lost." said the princess, doing so would only make me more angry. "Give up, you can still leave here unharmed."
"Am I lost? It's not too far away!" I told her, grabbing her throat as I slipped behind her. "If your man wants to get close to us, I will break your neck immediately."
""For a moment? This is far from fast enough. "
Suddenly, Pluto stood in the room and smashed the wall, as if it didn't exist at all. He immediately stared at us and walked slowly forward, showing the worst and most hateful expression I have ever seen.
"Ah!" I said hurry up and broke the hostage's neck slightly. "Go one step further and her head will fall back."
"Catherine," the monster murmured, and his expression immediately turned into a gentle concern.
"It's okay, Felix," the princess whispered affectionately. "I believe you"
After she said those words, the hateful expression returned. I blinked, feeling a huge pressure and broke my hand. When the demon dragged me from his loved one and used me to make a hole in the wall, I cried out in pain and shock. He never let go of my hand because he threw me on the wall, ceiling and floor painfully, time and time again. Then just when I was about to lose consciousness, he put me down.
"You said you would break the curse between us." He growled angrily. "I can't believe what you said anymore, especially after you did that just now." He knelt down and lifted my bloody head to the side of my hair. "But if there is some truth to what you promised, then you have to know that you only have one year to achieve results."
He pulled back with his other hand and inserted it into my chest. It hurts far more severely than when I was first beaten, and my screams proved it. I felt his hands go through muscles and bones, until at the end, his fingers wrapped around my heart. Then he pulled his hand out, but he did not hold a pulse. I checked my chest and found that there was not even a trace left.
The inhuman monster stood up and walked back to the frowning woman.
"Let's go," he said softly to her. "Let's enjoy the few hours we have left together."
His love is in his arms, and he looks back at me.
"I will find you again in a year. If you die, I will know my answer."
They were wrapped in a bright light, just like when Pluto appeared, and then they disappeared.
I rolled on my back in pain and sighed in frustration. Now that the time I complete the task has been set, I don’t work very well under pressure. Usually it takes me several years to complete! It seems that I will work overtime this year.
My tears have lost my only companion due to the sudden increase in frustration, and now I only have one year.
Can not believe it. I, everyone, was cursed to death.
Time is constantly cruel, just like forgiveness. Some time before I became like this, there was a saying: "Time can heal all wounds." This is a very common phrase, but like most other things, it has largely disappeared. One thing that has remained strong and vigorous in this era is that I believe these words are false. After all, time cannot cure everything.
For a thousand years, my lover Catherine has suffered unimaginable torture. Her mind is clear and her body is stiff. She can only wake up one day every 150 years, although tonight is an exception. I don’t know why Catherine miraculously awakened, it shouldn’t happen in at least another seventy years, but seeing her life and good, despite the toxic situation, has given me a light heartache, just like it time and time again Do it like that. But I don't always feel this way for her. No, before I met her, I was swallowed by the murderous Wangwang.
Now I return to why time is the cruelest device. I can no longer remember the names and faces of my dear family more than a thousand years ago. The only memories of that era that are not fragmented and faded are those surrounding my favorite memories. I remember my father, a man who easily surpassed the standards of castle knights, and my mother, a woman famous all over the country for her mysterious coordination. My four brothers and sisters were born from these two people. The oldest is my sister, then my brother, then my brother, and finally the youngest of us, my youngest sister. Oh, how I wish I could remember their faces, but they have been forgotten for a long time. If it hadn't been for my dear Catherine to replace my love, I might have given up this deadly trap long ago.
Although their faces and names have been lost, the event of the Beast Parade still made my mind sober. The times were different at that time, however, there was almost no change. Our family not only works hard on our farm, but also engages in different jobs, mercenary jobs. This work mainly includes protecting our neighbors or some smaller villages from robbers or animals, but the times are different. The Parade of Beasts is just a legend, a story no one believes, but we were soon proved our mistakes. Rumors about a large number of beasts raging on the edge of our kingdom are not new, which is why my father and brother left like other jobs. I never saw my father again.
The rest of my family has been waiting before leaving our small farm. Once we feel the shock, we know that we must leave this land. We ran in the only possible direction, where we knew we were safe, and headed towards the castle of the kingdom of Zhung Yāng. We know that if the soldiers are not fighting the demons who scream at the stars, they will be stationed near the castle as much as possible. Why they haven’t left is still a mystery to the five of us who ran away, but I quickly found out. What followed was a torrent of anger and hatred. The target was the helpless girl. She finally One day it will be the only love in my life.
The farther we run, the better, the little guys will be exhausted, and then we will hug them in our arms. When our fragile body becomes exhausted, the calls, roars, and terrible screams of the beasts get closer and closer, until the choice of running disappears from us. My mother realized our impending doom and used her magic to lift the earth around us high into the starry sky, away from the beasts below. This is the first time I have had the opportunity to see thousands of people, maybe even thousands of crazy beasts. This is one of the scariest moments in my life.
My mother took immediate action and created dozens of huge tornadoes, accompanied by deadly winds, driving away many beasts, but for every fallen beast, ten other monsters took its place. When my mother focused on controlling her magic, my sister took on the responsibility of knocking down anyone stupid enough to climb up our little platform; when her spear moved, not a single claw climbed to the top. My training focuses on throwing knives, so my youngest sibling and I stay behind and deal with anything that tries to come from above. For a while, we were able to hold our ground, but like the knife in my hand, our luck could not be maintained.
My sister was the first to fall. She was so exhausted that she could barely keep on her knees, these beasts climbed onto the side of the platform and bit her with their paws and teeth. With the last bit of strength, she aimed her spear at my horrified self, and disappeared from the side. I can still hear her screaming. When she was torn apart, she didn't even have a stump of her limbs, but it was still not as clear as my mother's scream. It was the pain of losing her daughter that made her make a maddening voice, full of anger and sadness. If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't believe she would cry like this, but her grief is short-lived whether it is good or bad. My mother’s anger was manifested physically, because the world below us became a hellish sea, full of whirlpool-like flames, devouring the lives of hundreds of wild beasts that surrounded us. At that moment, the mother turned to us and gave us a heartbreaking smile, and when she slowly fell to the ground, she whispered something and was overwhelmed by the sudden hearing of thousands of combat horns. . No matter what she wanted to say, she was lost because of the sudden arrival of the castle soldiers, but her eyes only told me one thing, to live. Then, due to exhaustion and sadness, she walked out of this world.
Thanks to the efforts of my mother and sister, the soldiers were able to defeat the beasts in that barbaric battle until they died. The fighting ended after a few hours. Finally, my little brothers and sisters and I were placed behind a carriage and taken to the castle. My anger was initially directed at the soldiers because they lacked action and cost my dear family their lives, until I overheard them complaining that they had to go to such a far place to fight instead of staying as originally ordered. Protect the princess. My goal has changed from many people to one person: the selfish princess. I hate her very much, because she not only brought us pain, but also lost all the lives on the plain because of her. During a long day’s journey, we arrived at the castle. Between the moments that needed care, I needed to take care of the remaining brothers and sisters. I found the determination needed to kill her and let her see thousands of dead. Human suffering, this is undoubtedly screaming revenge. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)