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 treat his sister right, felt like a

He spat the word

“No—”

sword swung through the air, taking out both Pablo’s mother and brother

baby’s eyes were wide open, shouting for his brother until his

pain he could positively feel his spirit

ground, his ears ringing. All at once, he was deaf to the cries of terror and fear

see was his parents and

gone,

passed, but the Belmont household

spirit floated aimlessly in his one-familiar

single spirit left

sister was slain in the garden, her head detached from her

mother was hugging 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

**

gone, they’re all gone.” Pablo returned to his senses in

scheming ministers. Head rolled

reputation went to tatters after

was supposed to be sworn to marry him, ended up marrying the son of a powerful

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

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