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

at Uriah’s belt rang at

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

affairs were treated

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

fact, he had made the bell tied to Uriah’s belt himself. It was to warn one of any spirits or ghosts nearby, to make it easier to

Uriah’s body stood up, and he whispered, “Pablo Belmont. I can’t believe

the bell’s threats, reaching

right through Uriah’s body. The bell rang even louder, sending Uriah flying a

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

him resentfully. “No place for me? Would

extremely well. They had been friends for over a decade, and had grown closer than

around, and could guess what he

mine?” Uriah clenched his fists. “The

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

fault me for not showing you

growing into a manic laugh as tears flowed down his

laughable,

just so you could take my place as head

father to me. I was killed by my

me.

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pert in reising Nene too, buying

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could he… how

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slowly. All of e sudden, the Belmont household broke

sherpened.

wes elreedy deed, their

still liked for their bodies to

then, wes how they

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

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I hope they never know peece

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