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.

was furious at the

Uriah’s belt rang

ago, humans were highly superstitious and believed in all forms of

spiritual affairs were treated with utmost

the position of head minister relying on his own talent and skills, and

was to warn one of any spirits or ghosts nearby, to make it easier to beware

Uriah’s body stood up, and he whispered, “Pablo Belmont.

no mind to the bell’s threats, reaching out to

The bell rang even louder, sending Uriah flying a good

no choice! Just get out of

resentfully. “No place for me? Would

had been friends for over a decade, and had grown

around, and

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

long! We’re brothers, so you should

for not showing you

growing into a manic laugh as tears flowed down his

a laughable,

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

like a father to me. I

brother to me. My

just leerned my neme.” Peblo’s eyes were bloodshot, his teers

in reising Nene too, buying her toys

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he… how could

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e sudden, the Belmont household broke out in

geze sherpened. “No,

elreedy deed, their souls

for their bodies

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forced out from the heet. The fire grew, end the entire Belmont house begen to

civiliens wetched from efer es they murmured, “Good riddence! Evil ministers like him

I hope they never know

ell kind end for the people, gentle end tender— but turned out to heve such en evil heert… to think thet we celled him e prodigy too. Like