Chapter 63 - Silent Night (2) (2/2)
'Idiot brother of mine, you better not be dead!' Simon felt a chill down his spine as he thought these words, feeling unrivalled worry and anxiety. He didn't actually know how it felt to lose a family member, and he did not feel like losing one right now.
”We found five.” A guard announced as they respectfully carried five corpses towards Simon.
[Goal failed: Jazukal Crypts is dead]
Deafening words echoed in Simon's skull, invoking terror and shock. Each echo became louder than the last, gradually filling Simon's head with pure madness as he fell to his knees. Before him, was the body of his twin brother, dead, with his throat slit. Beside him, were few unknown children, all with the same fatal wound. Seeing this, nothing could express what Simon was thinking in this moment. The guards noticed his gaze and turned away and bowed out of respect, but he did not notice. He only felt nothing.
”Idiot brother of mine...surely you promised to heed my advice and care about your own wellbeing...you promised...you were supposed to become the hope of the family. You are an idiot brother.” Simon said as he laid his eyes on his brother's peaceful expression, letting go of a single tear.
”Did you not have talent that could destroy the world? Did you not d.e.s.i.r.e to make father proud? Did you consider how I would feel?”
Sigh
Simon was only talking to the air, there was no one to respond to him. His brother laid motionless on the floor.
”I see the little Reaper survived.” Simon said with disappointment as he glared at the other corpses.
”They probably wanted her as a hostage, that is the probable reason for why she is not one of these bodies.” Simon sighed.
”My lord, Honoured master...shall we capture every gang member we can find and torture them with the 'Rusting Horn Technique?'” The senior guard asked as he clenched his fists in hatred. Seeing all of these innocent devils dead made the Senior guard enraged. As he was a guard with a code of honour, such acts were against his very being, prompting him to feel a deep hate in his heart toward the perpetrators.
”I want Ripper. I will personally castrate him myself.” Simon smiled with a truely devilish grin.
'Goodbye my dear idiot brother of mine. I will find a way...until then, let this devil be your offering.'
<Since I can only send you somewhere within the confines of your novel, I might as well send you to the worst place imaginable. While we are at it, the system shop will be disabled, and you will start at age 16 with slightly higher than average talent. Of course your Visualisation will be reset to 3rd rank.>
'You were right, this is the worst place imaginable.'