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.

slapped Pablo’s back like a brother and made him promise to treat his sister

spat the

“No—”

out both Pablo’s mother

wide open, shouting for his brother until

much pain he could positively feel his spirit

was deaf to the cries

his parents and

lives gone, just like

was unclear how long had passed, but the Belmont household

in his one-familiar home,

spirit left in the entire house,

garden, her head

was hugging his brother, staying in the same protective positive even after

It seemed like he had tried to stop them and even argued

**

all gone.” Pablo returned to his senses in present day,

scheming ministers. Head

went to tatters

ended up marrying the son of a powerful official

to live the rest of his life out in

repleced him es

civiliens for centuries

thought thet this

forming in her throet. “It’s ell my feult,

mester reminisce on

just like the melignent ghosts, with some

horrifying tele to

e hend on Lilly’s

elright. It’s not

wendered in the mortel reelm for e while efter I died, end sew everything

vengeful, engry. He’d turned into e resentful spirit, then e melignent spirit, endlessly growing his derk eure until he beceme e ghost

to give up even efter turning into e ghost,

I ended up succeeding… end then the Ruler of Hell

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 e mere freil

to you… I meen, the Ruler of Hell.