Chapter 877: So-called Regrets
Chapter 877: So-called Regrets (Part )
"you again."
After Emma gritted her teeth and stabbed the bearded man to death, interrupting his painful wails, and dragged him away from the trapdoor, the withered little girl on the ground suddenly opened her eyes, climbed up and looked over with dissatisfaction.
"Is this the first time you've interrupted me early?"
Looking at Emma, who was standing in front of her with a pale face and staring at her with a rapier in her hand, the "little girl" couldn't help but tilt her head and questioned with narrowed eyes:
"Remember from the beginning, I specifically reminded you not to interrupt me when I was listening to the wails, otherwise you would bear the consequences. Did you not hear it or did you not understand it?"
Facing the question from the "little girl", Emma's breathing became rapid, and she subconsciously took a half step back, but she still gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, gritted her teeth and said:
"Of course I understand! But your damn ugly drama, like your rubbish Overlord, has no value at all!"
"hehe."
Facing Emma's hateful scolding, the skinny "little girl" curled her lips indifferently, then fell down, and a wooden doll only the size of a palm emerged from her painful soul.
After moving its body a little, the little doll stepped on the little girl's vest, looked up at Emma opposite, and responded with contempt:
"What do you, a human being, know? The [City of Regret] and [Soul Swamp] that I created have been recognized by the world. Only after those souls with regrets and remorse are purified by me can they continue to walk towards the [Cliff of the End] and return to the world.
If I hadn't dealt with these souls and allowed them to accumulate here, the number of creatures born in this world would have been greatly reduced. From this point of view, I am a great benefactor to you humans and even the entire world!"
"..."
"Why, you have nothing to say?"
Looking at Emma biting her lips and glaring at him, the little [Wailing Doll] couldn't help but put his hands behind his back, looked up at her and said slowly:
"Remember, do not try to judge me with your narrow perception. Although I do enjoy listening to wails, these are the rewards I deserve.
Moreover, only the wails from the heart can wear away those useless obsessions of you humans, eliminate those so-called regrets and remorse, and purify your dirty and heavy souls.
Only after I process them can the "impurities" in your souls be removed, so that they will not return to their origin along the Cliff of the End and pollute the entire world...
Forget it, why am I telling you this?"
Seeing the woman who was still glaring at him stubbornly despite his own patient explanation, the Wailing Doll that controlled the [Forgotten City] shook his head in dismay and announced.
"You don't have to understand my greatness. As human beings, you just need to bear it obediently... In addition, since you interrupted his wailing, you should repay him with your own!"
After talking about his next target, the Wailing Doll bent its neck downwards at 90 degrees, glanced across the deck at the cabin below, and after selecting a few items, raised its head again with interest and said:
“From the perspective of the material, you are much better than that bearded man… His regret was that he failed to save his daughter. Only one family member died, but you directly killed your entire clan.
Well... there are quite a few people in your tribe who hate you, and there are even more who are staying here with me, so who are you going to face first? Your father? Your mother? Or should we review the time when the whole tribe was executed... well..."
Seeing Emma looking directly into his eyes, even though she was filled with fear, she still had some strange "flame" in her eyes. The [Wailing Doll] couldn't help but wrinkle his wooden eyebrows vividly, and then asked in surprise:
"You seem a little different from a few days ago?"
Am I different?
Emma was startled when she heard this, and then she vaguely guessed what the Wailing Doll was referring to, but she did not explain it. Instead, she clenched the rapier in her hand, tried to keep her faith, and gritted her teeth to wait for the torture to come. But strangely, after asking the question just now, the Wailing Doll stopped moving, and did not rush to find the souls of Emma's parents and torture her, but stared into her eyes and fell into thought.
……
Although the strange "flame" in this woman's eyes was extremely rare, it was not completely uncommon in her long life. It was the courage that was born out of the support of some strong "fulcrum", the preparation to persevere to the end no matter what, and the choice to face fear.
This annoying thing will be firmly wrapped around the outside of her soul. Before that strong "fulcrum" is destroyed, no matter how much of a blow she suffers, she will not completely collapse, and sooner or later she will be able to recover with the help of the "fulcrum".
Although this incomplete wail can still fulfill the function of "filling the stomach", it is like a chicken breast boiled in salt water, which is particularly tasteless...
So the key still lies in her "fulcrum"!
After staring at Emma's eyes for a while, the wailing doll seemed to have grasped something vaguely, and its mouth couldn't help but slightly open, revealing a wooden smile full of malice.
"You hope to leave here alive and accompany your daughter to grow up, right?"
"?!"
After hearing the words of the wailing puppet, Emma's heart suddenly tightened, and then she clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand and shouted:
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, your 'fulcrum' is strong, but surprisingly simple... and stupid."
The wooden neck twisted slightly, making a creaking sound. The Wailing Doll looked at the nervous Emma in front of it and asked with a smile:
"Do you know the doe?"
……
not good!
After hearing the name of the incarnated doe through Ellie's "dream", Leon's heart suddenly tightened, but he was far away in the real world and could not stop it, so he could only watch the wailing puppet speak:
"That doe has been trying to cross the boundary between life and death and obtain a real body independent of the soul. The child you regard as hope is not so much your daughter as a failed attempt on her part."
“You…what on earth are you talking about?!”
"Are my words difficult to understand?"
Looking at Emma whose eyes suddenly widened, the Wailing Doll tilted its wooden head and spoke word by word:
"Your daughter is the body that the deer arranged for itself, and she is also the source of your clan's tragic fate!"
(End of this chapter)