Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly felt a dullness in her chest that would not dissipate for a long time.

“Master, why don’t you just cry a little too.”

Lilly felt a little… ’emo’. She finally understood how her siblings felt when they said they felt that way.

At last, tears fell from her eyes.

Pablo smiled, reaching out and holding Lilly’s face. He brushed a finger over her cheek, wiping her tears away.

“Why are you crying even harder?” He asked. “Are you sad? I’m really alright now.”

He gave it some thought, and said, “Why don’t I tell you how I got my revenge, hm?’

Lilly looked at her master uncertainly.

She did not want to see her master upset. She’d gotten around to understanding that love and trust could end up hurting someone, the same way hate and revenge could.

Revenge, at its core, stemmed from the endless reminder of hatred.

Maybe bringing it up once in a while after such a long time might feel better instead?

“Go on, Master.” Lilly picked herself up, crawling over to lie in Pablo’s arms.

She looked at him, her gaze earnest.

Pablo looked down. The breeze rippled through his hair, making him look even more ethereal.

**

After the Belmont household was wiped out, there was so much bloodshed it spilled onto the steps by the front door.

Pablo hovered in front of it hopelessly, his gaze hollow.

Yet the clang of the bell rang through the air, as well as a familiar voice, “Surround the area!”

“Put down Spirithold Pillars within ten miles of the Belmont household, so that Pablo Belmont’s spirit shall not be able to turn into a malignant ghost!”

Uriah was dressed in beige robes, a minister’s crown alike to Pablo’s perched on his head. His gaze was sharp, staring at the doorframe of the household entrance.

to do!” Pablo was furious at the betrayal of his friend, pouncing on him as he

bell at Uriah’s belt

humans were highly superstitious and believed in all forms of

altars, and spiritual affairs were

had gotten the position of head minister relying on his own talent

himself. It was to warn one of any spirits or ghosts nearby, to make it easier to

body stood up, and he whispered, “Pablo

the bell’s threats, reaching out to strangle

Uriah’s body. The bell rang even louder, sending

Just get out of here, and stop staying in the mortal realm!

staring at him resentfully. “No place

They had been friends for over

was around, and could guess

it be mine?” Uriah clenched his fists. “The best of the best. Why

We’re brothers, so you should let me

me for not showing

into a manic laugh as tears flowed down

laughable, painful

family lied to me, just so you could take my place as

like a father to me. I was killed by

were like e brother to me. My brother wes

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of e sudden, the Belmont household broke out in

sherpened. “No, no,

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