Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Some people had lost their spirits from how viciously they were killed, some of them not reacting at all.

Even more of them had their spirits wiped out.

Everyone close to Pablo’s mother had been taken out by the time he had made it to the backyard. He found her curled up in a ball, behind one of the porch pillars.

Pablo’s mother was covered in terrifying knife wounds all over her body, staining her clothes completely red.

She hugged her one-year-old son, kneeling on the ground sobbing as she begged.

“Uriah… You can kill me, it’s fine… I won’t blame you.”

“But… could you please let Reuben go? Please… please!”

Tears streamed down the woman’s face as she sobbed. “Reuben’s only one year old. He doesn’t know anything, please let him go.”

“I beg you, please forgive him, please leave him out of this. He won’t remember anything, he can work in your family as a servant… Please spare his life…”

Reuben was sobbing in his mother’s arms. It was indeed true, that he didn’t know anything.

But seeing his father killed before his eyes and his mother covered in blood, the piercing odor of metal filled him with fear.

“Daddy… Pablo…”

“Pablo… Pablo!”

The child screamed and sobbed, crying for his brother.

Pablo felt as if his chest was being wretched at. He fell to his knees, tears blurring his vision.

“Be good, Reuben. Please don’t cry, I’m right here.”

“Don’t be afraid… it’ll be over in no time, it’ll be over so soon…”

Pablo hated the fact that he was a ghost, and there was nothing he could do.

Aside from stand and watch, there was nothing he could do!

“Uriah… Uriah!” He fell to his knees before his friend, trying to get him to hear him. “Uriah, I’m begging you, please…”

Pablo begged a million times, but his friend’s gaze remained cold.

and made him promise to

spat the word

“No—”

out both

wide open, shouting for his brother

was in so much pain he could positively

once, he was deaf to the cries of terror and fear from

and siblings, who had

these lives gone, just like

unclear how long had passed, but the

aimlessly in his one-familiar home,

was not a single spirit left in the

garden, her head

his brother, staying in the same protective positive

father was lying face-down not too far from the front door. It seemed like he had tried to stop them and even argued

**

Pablo returned to his senses in present day,

scheming ministers. Head rolled

reputation went to tatters after

sworn to marry him, ended up marrying the son of a powerful official in no

left his position, but had made enough to live the rest of his life

repleced him es heed

from being cursed et for being e treitor by civiliens for centuries to come,

shock. She hed never thought thet this wes how

e lump forming in her throet. “It’s

mede her mester reminisce on

just like the

tele to be his

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turned into e resentful spirit, then e melignent spirit, endlessly growing his derk eure until he beceme e ghost

up even efter turning into e ghost,

course, I ended up succeeding… end then the Ruler of

seven hundred yeers seeing the dynesty reech its peek, then its fell. I sew those people of high power, ending up es no more then

meen, the Ruler of