"Are you talking about Little Princess Sona?"
Just at that mont, a crisp and familiar voice ca from the night sky, and the next second, not one but two figures appeared on the rooftop of the inn.
One of them was none other than the missing Silf.
In Silf’s arms, she cradled a petite and adorable girl.
Who else could it be if not Princess Sona of the Exeter Kingdom?
When King Edson saw his younger daughter appear, he breathed a sigh of relief; despite being prepared never to see his daughter again, seeing her safe and sound was naturally the best outco.
Aileen clenched her small hands tightly. The hostage she could have used to vent her fury had been rescued, and she had one less card to play. Aileen was so frustrated she almost spat blood. Her heart was filled with an unbearable and dense hatred; she couldn’t understand, why did it have to be this way?
Then, from a window on the second floor of the inn, ca Qin Chu’s voice, "Aileen, you were right about one thing—the day of death has arrived, but not mine; it’s yours..."
Aileen’s small hands clenched tighter, her long, sharp fingernails piercing her palms, blood dripping down the edges of her hands onto the ground. She couldn’t accept this outco, her gaze fixed on Qin Chu: "You knew everything all along?"
"Of course."
"I had my suspicions from the first ti I t His Majesty."
He was, after all, a kind and benevolent Hero.
How could he let Aileen remain in the dark?
Qin Chu rubbed his forehead with a helpless expression, feeling the enemy was just too low-level, with far too many flaws. He didn’t even know where to start: "Aileen, you are really too foolish."
Qin Chu had just thrust a knife into Aileen’s heart.
Aileen’s body wavered.
"You exposed yourself at that banquet; did you not notice? Even if she is the most favored Little Princess, in formal occasions, to be placed in a higher position than her older sisters—don’t you find that odd?"
"During conversations, His Majesty would glance your way from ti to ti, seeking your opinion—did that not strike you as odd?"
"You think you can impersonate Princess Sona’s shy deanor, but no matter how shy, a princess is still a princess. Too much is as bad as too little; do you understand? Your overacting only aroused other people’s suspicions."
"Of course, it is very likely that King Edson purposely instructed you to act this way, to make you slip up and arouse my suspicion."
"It looked like His Majesty and I were only discussing very normal matters, but during those exchanges, information was already being passed."
"Did you think I was unaware of your eting with Alfred? When you killed that rat, didn’t you find its tily appearance a bit too coincidental?"
"Did you not notice that these rats have appeared beside you more than once?"
"With so many flaws and loopholes that you overlooked, you were only imrsed in the joy of your plan nearing success, completely unaware that the closer you get to success, the closer death approaches."
"You thought you were plotting against , but didn’t realize the trap was also set for you."
Shaking his head, Qin Chu delivered his final assessnt: "Honestly, you are far inferior to Rose Vesper."
Especially that last comnt from Qin Chu made Aileen’s chest feel oppressively tight with pain. She was inferior to that bitch Rose Vesper? Impossible, impossible, impossible?
Her flat chest heaved rapidly, throbbing.
"Since you knew all along, why didn’t you act sooner?"
"Naturally, it was to wait until you had gathered all the people plotting against and catch them all in one fell swoop," Qin Chu said irritably, as if to imply, how can you not even understand such a simple question? Are you that stupid?
"Of course, killing you off too early would have been far too boring." Qin Chu wasn’t concerned with that, spreading his arms wide, his smile growing even more malicious: "Watching you brimming with confidence, sure of your victory, fully believing you’re about to do away with , and then completely crushing your hopes—that is the ultimate pleasure."
Aileen’s eyes grew wider as she stared at Qin Chu as if he were a demon.
This... is a monster.
Whether it was strength, intelligence, or that twisted personality.
Qin Chu, however, didn’t care about any of that, the woman before him still had hope, her will had not yet been destroyed.
"I know far more than you can imagine."
"If I’m not mistaken, the three underlings by your side, their nas should be Diaberlic, are copies of the Demon Prince..." Qin Chu’s voice was filled with cold sharpness.
Copies of the Demon Prince?
At these words, a murmur went through the crowd.
Indeed, it was rare to see humans as tall as three ters, like Princess Milo.
And these three fellows, towering over four ters, appeared extrely exaggerated.
They also exuded a thick air, filled with filth and the stench of blood, obviously not good beings, but, nobody expected them to have such identities.
Even Aileen’s face was full of surprise... She was willing to cooperate with any life form to resurrect Jie Luo, even a demon was fine, but she never expected they would actually be demons.
"Eh? Looking at your expression, you seem to not know yet?"
"Your stupidity really has hit rock bottom."
"You should have another partner, judging by your look you certainly don’t know their identity either, let be magnanimous and tell you, that is Demon King Nage!"
As soon as these words ca out, another sensation erupted.
Conspiring with the Demon King to murder the Hero?
"And the one you desperately want to resurrect..." Qin Chu began to spout nonsense, he only wanted to push Aileen into the Abyss, he wanted Aileen to suffer: "He can no longer be resurrected, completely and utterly dead."
"The Soul Fragnt you’re looking for, I have it as well, it’s empty inside, just a aningless broken rock."
"By the way, I’ll also tell you, I’ve already crushed one of those Soul Fragnts, even if there really is a way to resurrect, you’ll never be able to piece them together in this lifeti."
"Everything you’ve done, all in vain, not a bit of value."
"Poor you, sche so hard for sothing that’s impossible, struggling desperately, how very delightful..."
Qin Chu was not so kind as to tell Aileen that Jie Luo’s soul was still alive, that it was the Demon King she was collaborating with... That would not bring Aileen pain, but joy.
The increasingly sharp voice, each sentence was like a knife stabbing through Aileen’s heart.
Lord Jie Luo’s Soul Fragnt is just a worthless stone?
One has already been crushed, never to be complete again?
For resurrecting Jie Luo, for monopolizing Jie Luo, she even killed her own younger sister.
Now, to be told by Qin Chu, that everything she had done was in vain, without any value?
What then, had all her efforts been for, all this ti?
All hope was ground to dust in that mont, leaving only endless emptiness and despair for Aileen, she even felt a writhing pain, as if her stomach and intestines were tangled together.
Her chest constricted, and with a retch, a copious amount of bright red blood spurted from her mouth.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...
A wailing scream tore from Aileen’s throat.
What is despair, this is true despair.
And this, was the most delightful sight.
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