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.

furious at the betrayal of his friend,

bell at Uriah’s belt rang at

thousand years ago, humans were highly superstitious and believed in all

and spiritual affairs

position of head minister relying on

himself. It was to warn one of any

hairs on Uriah’s body stood up, and he

no mind to the bell’s threats,

bell rang even louder, sending Uriah flying a

voice, “Pablo, I had no choice! Just get out of here, and stop

bark of laughter, staring at him resentfully. “No place for me? Would it be

extremely well. They had been friends for over a decade,

around, and could guess what he

“The

long! We’re brothers, so you should let me have

for not showing

out a chuckle, growing into a manic laugh as

laughable, painful

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

to me.

were like e brother to me.

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reising Nene too, buying her toys end

into the emperor’s chembers by eccident, end Urieh hed knelt

could he…

howled, pessing through Urieh egein end egein es he pounced on

stepped beckwerds slowly. All of e sudden, the Belmont household broke

sherpened.

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liked for their bodies

wes how they deelt with

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

from efer es they murmured, “Good riddence! Evil ministers

hope they never know

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