Chapter 1821: Chapter 1818: Curtain Call
The stunning plot twist in the “Final Act” had the audience exclaiming in delight… No one expected that the young man who chose the dog was hiding so deeply.
However, the atmosphere in the circus mbers’ lounge was rather eerie.
When Han Dong stood up, reversing the situation.
The circus mbers were quite surprised, so even gave Han Dong’s ‘hidden’ performance high praise and admiration… So even whispered, ‘Now this is a true perforr.’
But.
As Han Dong used the special traits of his props to slowly hunt through the mansion, mimicking the sound of a strange ticking clock with his mouth, so mbers’ expressions changed imdiately.
Until soone spoke a na: “Pennywise?”
Yes.
Even though Han Dong’s appearance was completely different, the overall vibe he conveyed was identical to the previous clown.
Seeing this scene,
The new clown, Bajins, wore an expression of mixed grief and joy, seemingly understanding sothing.
‘No wonder! No wonder when you entered the circus, I could feel such a similar sense of homology.
This sense of homology related to ‘laughter’ should have made us love each other~ Yet when I saw you, I felt an instinctive revulsion… So that’s how it is, if you’re connected to that clown, everything makes sense.’
…
In the mansion.
Miss Fima, with her six legs, was moving quickly.
However, she couldn’t increase her speed and had to constantly support herself against the wall, while her other hand needed to press against her chest the entire ti.
“There’s sothing wrong with that dog… I should’ve realized it from the start.
If he can convey information through vision, could he really be unaffected by the truth sealing? Gah!”
Due to multiple attacks to her chest, the damage to her heart caused her to continuously bleed… Her overall condition was terrible and deteriorating further.
“Victory is within reach, soon I can live in the circus as a new perforr, gaining better resources and the power to strip and absorb others’ fates.
No problems can arise here! Right… Mr. Matthew, before he died, had already hung the ‘second daughter’ on the demon statue, beheaded her, and the fresh blood should have filled the stone bowl.
If I make my way back to the basent now, I’ll be just in ti to complete the absorption ritual, and my heart can be healed.
That guy, through the butcher’s apron and map, should be tracking
in the mansion. That’s the plan!”
With a clear goal, Fima slowly suppressed the fear within her.
Deliberately wandering around the mansion a few tis, she then went to a secret room on the second floor and took the lift back to the basent.
Holding the poisoned dagger tightly, although she was fairly certain Han Dong was pursuing her upstairs, it was also possible he wasn’t chasing her, but staying here.
Peeking cautiously at the situation inside from the passageway entrance,
Once she confird there was no one in the sacrificial area, and the second daughter’s blood had filled the bowl,
She dashed over at the quickest speed she could manage… Of course, she kept an eye on the surrounding wardrobes to avoid any terrifying entities erging from them.
Everything was safe.
She lifted the stone bowl and drank the ‘fresh blood’ in one go.
When she spread her arms to feel the enhancent effects of the ritual,
To acquire the magic ability from the second daughter, and through the fresh blood, heal her heart… ti slowly passed, but nothing happened.
She gradually noticed sothing was off with the ‘blood’ lingering in her mouth.
It was thin, lacking the viscosity blood should have,
Moreover, aside from the tallic sll, there was a rank odor mixed in. If she carefully recalled the taste in her throat, it even made her feel nauseous, wanting to retch.
“I knew you’d co back… Miss Fima.
So, how’s the taste of the young master’s boyhood urine? That useless guy almost wet his pants in fright again, so before I left the basent, I had him make effective use of what’s inside him.
Mixed at a 1:1 ratio in the bowl, to change up your flavor! How’s the taste?”
Han Dong was already standing at the entrance of the passageway Fima had just passed through,
As he explained, Fima retched violently, almost vomiting on the spot… She hadn’t expected that everything was still within Han Dong’s calculations, and the fear that had just faded slowly surged back into her heart.
Severely wounded, she was in no state to fight, her mind was desperately thinking of a way to survive.
‘There are still the young master and the cat alive, I just need to retreat to the mansion, there’s still a chance of winning.’
Fima imdiately fled in the opposite direction of Han Dong.
Upon reaching the end of the passage and trying to use the lift, she found all the buttons had stopped working, and even the chains used for traction were completely stuck.
“Tik-tak! Tik-tak!”
Han Dong tapped the walls rhythmically, slowly walking toward her.
“Anxious, aren’t you?
The lift is the only ‘tool’ connecting the basent, such a design is really not great~ Once it breaks, isn’t it troubleso?
I guessed you’d definitely make your way back to the basent to try continuing the ritual.
So I pretended to chase you, but my main purpose of returning to the mansion was to destroy the lift, all thanks to the information Mr. Voss provided .
Finally, all I had to do was follow the lift you took and return to the basent… Leaving one functioning lift, so I can return to the stage after completing my performance.
Now, you have two choices.
1. Fight
to the death, though you should know how the outco will be.
2. Which is the thod I recomnd…”
As he spoke, Han Dong slightly hunched his body, mimicking a gesture of stabbing his own heart, with matching facial expressions, acting extrely convincingly.
“Make your choice, Miss Fima! I believe you are a person of dignity.”
At that mont.
Thud!
Fima kneeled right on the spot, tears welling in her eyes,
“I beg you, spare ! Right now, if you take the cat and young master away from the mansion, it would perfectly complete this drama… Once I survive, I will beco a new perforr.
I promise to help you in private, and I’ll et any of your requests at first notice.”
Smack!
Han Dong propped up his head with one hand, showing a disappointed face.
“Ah~ truly disappointing… So things never change, do they?”
As he said that, Han Dong slowly approached Fima.
When they were close enough, Fima’s hand with the dagger imdiately thrust forward.
Swish!
Blood splattered.
The dagger hung in the air, less than a centiter away from Han Dong.
anwhile, held within Han Dong’s completely torn mouth, was a heart covered in scars… not yet bitten through.
Curtain call.
The mansion was engulfed in flas and burned to the ground,
A dog and a cat escorted their young master, ensuring his survival.
Just as the stage returned to its original state, and the three gave thanks to the audience… Bang! Gunshots rang out from different audience boxes, resulting in 219 audience mbers gambling away their lives.
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