330: Killing with three words

Killing with three words

The next scene was a carnage, indeed, Selene was as merciless as Artemis, or maybe worst.

"Spare..me…spare…me" Said an armless man with blood on his mouth.

As for the other guys? Well, maybe if Leitol had the forensic technology of earth, they could put the pieces together and, more or less, identify the corpse.

"I will" Said Selene.

"Go back to your lord, and tell him that the most intelligent thing that he can do in his life is to forget about this kid and let bygones be bygones, or else… death…will be me showing piety" Said Selene.

"Yesh… yesh" Said the man.

"Go" Said Selene.

The man, like a flash, disappeared from sight.

The kid was trembling a little after seeing Selene, however, he didn't leave his gaze from Selene.

"You are the kid" Said Selene while turning.

"I…"

Selene looked for something on her cloth, she took out a pouch and bent until she was face to face in front of the kid.

"My master told me to give you two options" Said Selene.

"Your Lord?"

"Master Alfonso, Alfonso Lockheart"

"That guy…" Said the kid.

"Does he pity me!? I don't need anyone's pity!" Shouted the kid.

Selene looked at the kid and didn't say anything.

"Pity? I don't know, maybe, maybe not" Answered Selene.

"I only have my mission, so, decide, are you going to come with me? Or are you going to receive this pouch?" Asked Selene.

"I don't want neither!" Said the kid while throwing the pouch.

Selene looked at the fallen pouch, she kneeled and grabbed the pouch once more.

"Don't make my job harder than it is, please choose" Said Selene.

"Why don't you take me by force? You have the ability" Said the kid.

"My lord asked me to ask you, thus, I asked you" Said Selene.

"You are this powerful, more powerful, than your lord, why do you follow his orders?" Asked the kid.

"If I had your power… If I had your power…" Murmured the kid.

"Power huh? Certainly, I am more powerful than master, however, I can't use my power freely, however…" Said Selene.

"Power always comes with a price" Added Selene.

"A price?"

"For some people, the price of power is giving up on everything…"

"For others, giving up on everyone…"

"For others, giving up on their self-love…"

"For others, giving up on their loved ones…"

"As for me… I had to give up on my freedom…"  Said Selene.

The kid looked at Selene.

"As you can see, power means that you have to give up on something…"

"That's why… you should embrace your own weakness"

The kid had always thought that power was equal to happiness, after all, happiness could only be achieved through power, that's what he had learned since he had the ability to think.

 "Are you saying that… being weak is good? That's… irrational" Said the kid.

"No, I am not saying that being weak is good"

"Then-!"

"I am saying that you should enjoy being weak while you can" Said Selene.

The kid wanted to refuse Selene; however, he couldn't find the exact words.

"Then… then… Alfonso Lockheart… he is even more hateful… he didn't pay a price for his power…" Said the kid.

"That's also wrong… he had paid a price… a heavy one, in fact" Said Selene.

"What price?" Asked the kid.

Selene stood up for some seconds, before turning.

"His humanity"

Selene walked out of the house without looking back.

The kid looked at the back of Selene for some seconds, before clenching his teeth and following behind her.

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"Maybe I shouldn't have done that" Though Alfonso.

Inside his room, he was pondering about his previous actions.

"I… think… what my lord did… was right…" Said Clara.

"…" The young white-haired man only sighed.

"It's he a fascinated subject!? Can I play with him!?" Asked Mengele.

"I was an idiot for asking them" though Alfonso.

He wondered how should he proceed when a voice interrupted him.

"MY LORDDDDDDDDDDD"

"I CAME BACKKKKKKKKKK~!"2

"Hmm?"

Alfonso turned to look at the direction of the voice, however, just as he turned, his sight turned blue.

"MY LORDDDDD, ME, YOUR LITTLE BLUE, CAME BACK!!!!"

"Hmpurg~! Hmprugh!"

"MY LORDDDDD YOUR LITTLE BLUE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!"

"HMPRUGH! HMPUGH!!"

After struggling for some seconds, Alfonso was finally able to shake off Little blue.

"My seat~ My seat~" Chirped Little blue while sitting on Afonso's head.

"Little blue, where were you?" Asked Alfonso.

"My lord, your little blue didn't want to leave you, however, an urgent matter came and I had to go" Said Little blue.

"What urgent matter?"

"I had to go protect my little brothers!" Said Little blue.

"Little brothers? You mean Little red and Little black?" Asked Alfonso.

"Yes! Those brats! They gave me so much trouble"

Little blue stood up and shouted.

"Hey! You brats! Come here and apologize to my lord!"

Little red and Little black appeared timidly from outside the window.

 ""My lord~"" Said both.

"You guys" Alfonso was happy to see Little red and Little black that he hadn't see in a long time.

Little Red and Little Black flow towards Alfonso and stroked their heads against his cheek.

Alfonso smiled and he also caressed their heads.

"My lord! You need to come back fast!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Said Little Red and Little Black respectively.

"Why? Has something happened?" Asked Alfonso.

"Is the young mistress!" Said Little Red.

"Artemis? Did something happen to Artemis!?" Asked Alfonso with worry.

"This letter was sent by the young mistress" Said Little black while taking a letter from its wing.

Alfonso felt a dangerous feeling coming from this letter.

In fact, he had never felt so in danger before, it was like, the moment he opened the letter, his life would end right there.

"What is this feeling!?" Alfonso's hand trembled.

Alfonso opened the letter with extreme care, taking each step meticulously.

And, went he finished opening the letter and read it…

He spat blood and fell to the ground…

"My lord!?" Everyone shouted.

The cart was simple, yet, the destructive power was immeasurable…

'Alfonso, my mom is asking me over and over again so I need to ask you

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