Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 181: 24 (bottom)

Chapter 678 Twenty Four (Part 2)

"Scare away outsiders and keep away from danger?"

Beside the cistern, Srimani cautiously interjected: "The Emerald City is safe and secure, and you don't look like you're going to cause trouble or have property, er, sorry, I mean, where's the danger? "

The abandoned cistern is quiet.

Woniak snorted.

"Dangerous? Too much."

Uncle Hauser sighed: "Everything, everything from normal people, is dangerous to us."

Slimani is confused.

"Gaze," Sheila said suddenly, attracting the attention of many people, "the eyes, words, and everything they can do because of their 'normal' bodies, for us, are all hurt."

"More than that, their pity, sympathy, contempt, reproach, exclusion, isolation, are too many," Uncle Hauser stopped his work and said with emotion, "And we, we are on the ground, in their eyes There can only be half a person.”

He compares his height with a sarcastic look.

"Ha, it's much better here than up here," Woniak folded his arms, the large tumor on his shoulder twitched, "It is said that some people have dug the underground crystal lode and made a fortune... "

Slimani raised his eyebrows: "Then why are you still here?"

"We...someone has to give up their glory and wealth and stay and take care of everyone." Woniak's voice dropped.

Everyone laughed.

"So, twenty-four, have you found your parents?" Dorothy asked.

Tales frowned.

Looking for a brother?

Xilae was startled, and after a few seconds, her expression sank.

"No, I'm still looking for them."

"I advise you to give up as soon as possible," Woniak snorted disdainfully. "They can abandon us at birth, and that says a lot."

"I..." Sheila hesitated.

"Woooo, woohoo." Bobo made a comment that no one could understand.

"It doesn't matter, people like us," Hauser continued to dismantle the old goods, not caring, "sometimes, it's good to not find it."

Aunt Gadama stabbed Hauser in the elbow and glared at everyone.

Seeing this, everyone by the cistern quickly dispersed as if nothing was happening, doing their own work. Even Slimani was shivering and Boboti slipped away.

"About this place, the ghoul tunnel, and the people here, and the 'parents'," Thales whispered to Hillary, "you have nothing to say to me?"

Sheila turned around and smiled mysteriously:

"You just need to know that this is where Jenn can't find it, and that's enough."

Tales raised his eyebrows:

"Okay, what's next? Waiting here?"

"Of course not, we're here for help."

"Who helped?"

Before he finished speaking, there was quite a commotion in the tunnel.

Tales turned his head to look, and under the firelight, a short and fat man in a dark robe appeared at the corner of the tunnel with a large bag on his back.

The clothes on his body are simple in decoration, but luxurious in materials, and look out of tune with his surroundings.

In an instant, not only the cistern, but in the tunnel, almost everyone in the settlement stood up.

"Sir!"

"Thank you!"

"Sunset bless you..."

Here, Aunt Gadama and Dorothy also stood up and urged Woniak:

"The lord is here, hurry up, go and take out our gifts..."

The man with the bag walks through the settlements, stopping at each to give out something, and people respond with enthusiasm:

"This is for you, please take it!"

"This way please!"

"Eat with us!"

Tales looked at the figure of the man and couldn't help frowning.

That person...a little familiar?

"Who is that?"

"Ah, no," Hillary replied, "here's the guy we're looking for."

A short while later, the short, stout man in a robe came to the cistern, took Dorothy and Aunt Gadama's gift, a pack of tobacco, with a smile, and went straight to Hauser's workbench.

"Come on, Hauser, take this week's share."

Uncle Hauser took the bag from the man:

"Yo, you make a lot of money?"

"The world has been unstable recently, and everyone wants to ask for God's blessing, especially the rich." The man muttered.

"By the way, your magic props are very useful, very realistic, uh, maybe too realistic. When praying, a lady believed that she heard the voice of the dead daughter and chased me for money."

Hauser's hands are stagnant:

"So what did you say?"

The chunky man sighed. He skillfully sat down at Hauser's workbench and fished out a hookah from under it:

"I told her, yes, that was her dead daughter, and she was at rest, no more pain."

Looking at the other party's appearance of fetching the hookah, Thales' mind moved and he remembered the other party's identity.

"Chadwi priest?"

Tales blurted out.

"Yes."

The man in the robe didn't have time to light the cigarette. He turned around and looked at Thales, who was dressed in shabby clothes: "Well, I don't seem to have seen you before?"

Tales blinked, not knowing how to answer.

That's right, the man in front of him is the priest who secretly smoked in the confession room of the Temple of the Sunset - Chadvi.

Sheila coughed from the side.

Priest Chadvi looked at Shi Lai, and after a while, he was shocked:

"You—"

"Yes, I'm twenty-four!"

Sheila interrupted him loudly, winking, "Yes, I haven't been back for a long time, remember?"

Chadwi froze in place.

"H-24, you, why are you here?"

"Yes, I'm here," Sheila frowned, showing her twelve fingers, "right here, just like years ago, remember?"

Chadwi laughed, his head hurting.

"Oh, yes, this is," Sheila pulled Thales with a smile, "Well, my...friend."

"Boyfriend." Aunt Gadama said quietly from behind, not unexpectedly receiving a fierce eye knife from Xilai.

Boyfriend?

Her boyfriend?

Chadwi looked puzzled, but then he remembered something.

The priest looked at Thales carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly his face changed greatly!

"The Temple—"

"Yes!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Thales spoke quickly:

"I'm Wyah! It's Hille's man—well, friend!"

Woniak grunts uncomfortably on the side.

Priest Chadvi was dizzy when he heard this. He took several deep breaths before calming down. He looked at Shi Lai pitifully:

"Well, I understand the truth, but why..."

Before Chadwei could finish his words, Shiley pulled him away and muttered in the corner.

Well, it turns out that Chadwei follows this tunnel full of disabled people...

Tales watched from a distance Chadwei and Shiley were arguing in a low voice, but the former was clearly at a disadvantage, while the latter was righteous and had the upper hand, pointing to Thales and Slimani from time to time direction.

And Thales swore that he could hear it vaguely without the senses of hell. Shilett mentioned "you and Mrs. Torre" at least twice. Every time he mentioned it, Chadwei's expression became ugly, and he seemed guilty of a thief. .

"Wya, will you stay?" A sweet voice rang in my ears.

Tales was stunned for a second, and then he reacted: "Wyah" was calling himself.

He turned his head quickly and answered Dorothy: "Uh, yes?"

But Dorothy sighed.

"Okay, I'm overthinking it," the girl shook her head, her face completely covered by clumps of hair, "You, including twenty-four, are all different. How could you be willing to stay? Come down and come with us?"

Tales was at a loss for words.

He didn't know how to respond to this girl who seemed to have a mild personality but had a special face.

"You must love her a lot, don't you?"

Tales has another headache;

"What?"

"That's why she loves you so much," Dorothy sighed, "even willing to bring you down here."

"No, you misunderstood," Thales said, "I'm not with her..."

But Dorothy ignored his defense.

"You know, once upon a time, we also had people who took our lovers into the pit and showed them the worst of ourselves, the worst of friends."

Dorothy's eyes were crystal clear, peeking out from between the hairs, staring straight at Thales;

"But most people, basically after seeing everyone in the tunnel, never come back."

Tales was stunned.

Dorothy carefully probed, realized something, and then carefully lowered her head to keep her face away from him:

"So, Wya, you, are you coming back? Come back to see us?"

Tales was silent.

He looked at the damp, dark, and fetid tunnel, at the handicapped or incapacitated people in each settlement.

He looked away again at Shirai, who was still talking to Priest Chadvi.

His heart suddenly calmed down.

"Yes," Thales' voice sounded, calm and gentle, "I'll be back, Dorothy."

He looked at Dorothy and smiled:

"This place is great."

Dorothy looks back at him, and after a few seconds she pulls back into her seat with a needless smile.

"Liar, it's not great here, especially for the people above - I know."

But Thales shook his head.

“No, it’s great here, it’s really great,” Thales sighed as he watched Shi Lai swing his bare hands freely, “Especially for Xi—for Twenty-Four ."

Dorothy was silent for a long time before sighing;

"The book is right - you really love her."

In the book?

Tales was taken aback, but Dorothy had covered a romance novel in her hand and turned away.

But not long after Dorothy left, Woniak, who had a tumor and a peculiar physique, sat down beside Thales.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Tales was startled again: "Huh?"

"You must have something incomplete, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see Twenty-Four, right?" Woniak said to Thales sullenly.

Huh?

Tales twitched the corners of his mouth and could only helplessly smile:

"Okay, she said it, I'm mentally retarded."

"Shit," Woniak glanced in the direction of Aunt Gadama with a guilty conscience, and lowered his voice, "Twenty-four, even among us, she is the best, she won't like one ...brainless."

Tales covered his forehead and sighed:

"I repeat, she really didn't like me."

"She asked you to touch her hand."

"What?"

Woniak's expression darkened:

"You held her hand while you were in the sewers."

Tales was taken aback;

"What? Oh, it was an emergency just now—"

"Twenty-Four never let anyone touch her hand, no one." Woniak sullenly poked at the tumor on his shoulder, "From day one, from the Chad Vipriest Once she brought it, she was like that."

Tales was speechless.

"So, you must be flawed somewhere, right?"

There is hope in Woniak's words, as if the fact would help him reassure: "I had to look for twenty-four, for...people like us."

Tales looked at him and said nothing for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

"You know, Woniak," the teenager sighed, "no one is complete in this world."

Woniak is taken aback.

"It's just that some people's flaws are visible, while others are not."

Tales trance:

"For me, the invisible flaws are the scarier ones."

Woniak scratched his head, as if he didn't quite understand, and seemed touched.

But he finally took a deep breath and contorted his tumor-covered face.

"You know, Wyya, after you go out, if you dare to treat her badly," Woniak clenched his fists and said bitterly, "I will, I will..."

Woniak's words reached his lips, only to find himself speechless.

Tales could only smile politely.

"I'll go to your door every day to mourn!" Woniak finally thought of the answer and said viciously.

Huh?

Tales looked at him puzzled.

"You know, people, people like me, if you show up in your house every day," Woniak huffs, "then people will. They'll hate it... anyway, over time, they won't want to go. Your home, you will suffer, bad luck."

Tales looked at the sickly Woniak and was stunned:

"How do you know?"

"I just knew," Woniak pouted.

At that moment, Thales was silent.

"But stay at least for the last few days, it's dangerous on the ground."

Tales frowned:

"What?"

"Haven't you heard? The Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood are at war, and people die every day."

"Oh."

Woniak was displeased with his attitude:

"I mean it! We even found bodies floating down the river with their necks chopped to pieces! We, you, you and Twenty-Four should stay here until the danger passes."

Tales frowned.

Right now.

Bang!

Boom! bang bang bang!

The loud knock on the door sounded, echoing in the ghoul tunnel, extremely harsh.

For a moment, everyone in the tunnel stopped what they were doing and looked in one direction.

"What's going on?" Thales wondered.

Bang! boom! boom!

The knocking on the door is getting more and more urgent, and the knocker is obviously quite impatient.

Woniak stood up crookedly and pointed to a pitch-black hole where the voice was coming from.

"It doesn't matter, there is more than one exit in the tunnel, but only you know it." The young man with a tumor shook his head and limped toward the entrance of the cave. "That's one of them. I'll open the door."

Bang bang bang!

Tales frowned, instinctively aware that something was wrong.

The rhythm of the knock is... too hasty.

Too harsh.

It's like, like a wild beast, slamming on the door.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The sin of Hell River burns, bringing Thales into Hell Senses.

Woniak trudges on, leaning sideways, squeezes into the hole, and disappears on the steps.

At this moment, Thales felt something.

His face changed greatly and he stood up abruptly:

"Wait, don't open the door!"

But it's too late.

Clap.

The sound of machine brackets sounded, and the sound of the door opening came from the entrance of the cave.

"Huh? Who are you? Why are you holding the knife- eh, let me go, no, no, no ah ah ah ah!"

At the entrance of the cave, Woniak's voice was puzzled at first, then terrified.

Until the end, he issued a cry of pain and despair, followed by the sound of a human body falling.

The people in the tunnel - Shirai, Chadvi, Hauser, Slimani, and everyone else - were stunned at the sound.

Tread, step, step...

At the entrance of the cave, footsteps sounded, echoing in the tunnel.

Get closer to them.

Fuck!

Tales got nervous, he got up, pulled out the JC dagger on his body, and faced the dark hole.

No! Damn, damn, damn!

Thiers thought bitterly.

He should have recognized it sooner!

Yes, the moment Woniak opened the door, he confirmed it.

What's wrong is the taste.

The smell that oozes from the crack of the door, and then comes violently after the door is opened...

It smells bloody.

Incomparably pungent **** smell.

And what can't be ignored in Hell Senses ~IndoMTL.com~ - Murder.

Tales took a deep breath and was ready.

The footsteps are getting louder and closer.

As it smells bloody.

"I just killed five, no, six people before I found this ghostly place, just to find one person, one person. To be honest, my patience is almost exhausted." A cold voice came from inside.

Tread, step, step...

"Now, you better get to know each other."

Finally, in the smell of blood, the owner of the footsteps walked out of the cave, revealing his true face under the firelight of the tunnel.

"Don't force me to kill more."

At that moment, Thales took a deep breath and widened his eyes in shock.

(End of this chapter)