I Don’t Want This Bad Ending Chapter 114
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"How was it like to feel that your secrets are being exposed one by one?"
And besides, this bastard had the guts to act like he cares for Evelyn when she attended the academy while her memories are still chained in her consciousness.
He has the audacity to look like a filial uncle who has missed his niece.
"!"
Thuk!
Another dagger pierce through Carsillions body, while Evelyn is looking at him with disdain and hatred.
"Mmmphhf"
Carsilliion is still struggling but knows that his powers were sealed. But he won't back down, he needs to know who the hell managed to attack him, the headmaster of the St. Prisch Academy!
Evelyn is smiling evilly behind the black cloth. She knew that Carsillion won't back down without a fight but who cares? He can't use his mana and when it comes to physical strength, Evelyn is confident that she can launch an attack.
"Let's have a little chat, shall we? If you scream… I think you know what will happen"
Evelyn said while her tone is lower than normal, and her eyes were devoid of emotions and only coldness can be seen. She takes the tie gagged in his mouth while her sword is pointing at his neck.
Carsillion spits at her at his protest. Evelyn didn't mind if it's the other people who did this, but this bastard was different from them, so she smacked him in the nose, and it bled.
"I told you, don't do anything funny. I don't have patience."
"Who are you?! Who sent you? Is it the temple? Or that f*cking King?!"
Evelyn just looked at him like a bug while her mind was processing what he said.
'So, the temple was aiming for you too… and the King? Ha! Crazy Bastards!"
Carsillion was known to be mischievous and sneaky, but what they didn't know is he hates pain. He will blurt out everything if he was inflicted as long as you promised that you won't hurt him. It's the trauma that he got from his childhood when he was known as the illegitimate child of King Aaugustus.
Anyway...
Evelyn won't forgive this man! Not in this lifetime nor in the afterlife! The temple of Light and the nobilities who have planned this will also need to pay.
"Tell me the names of the people who helped you make that plan?"
Chhh
Her sword around his neck is digging through his skin and drops of blood can be seen drenching his nightwear.
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"Speak!"
Carsillion looked at her, he was having thoughts that he saw those eyes before. The way the assassin looked at him was how his sister also looked at him before, that chill always bring him euphoria. Flashes of memories flash to his head.
"Heh...I don't know what you're talking about…"
He knows he hates pain more than anything else in the world but seeing the assassin who has risked her life to come here and ask about details about that day only means that she doesn't have concrete evidence. And he who knows that will deny any relationship to that incident!
What he didn't know is Evelyn didn't need those, because she will kill them with her own hands. What's the use of evidence when she can execute them like what they did to her mother? Evelyn will pay them back what they owe. That's why she will also leave their corpse in their own yard.
And the moment that Carsillion decided to deny everything, Evelyn started to speak.
"You think you can hide it from me? Let me tell you what I know then. That day, you purposely get the attention of the Duke to find his missing daughter and leave the poor Duchess alone knowing that an enemy who's targeting Duchess Monica will arrive. Hmm… Somehow the plan became different as you didn't expect that the Duchess would die. You must have an agreement with those bastards, but they also betrayed you."
Her tone was mocking while she explained what she knows happened that day like what she just said didn't concern her past. No, actually, Evelyn was trying hard not to kill this man right now, because she still needs the names of those bastards who lead the plan.
Carsillion is panicking inside as his eye's pupils shake because of fear.
'No one knew what happened that day, except for the people who made the plans with me… Who is this woman? Who is she?'
Questions are swirling around his head, once this information was leaked the Duke will kill him in a painful manner.
'That man will torture me for the rest of my life' he thought as he looked to the chestnut orbs in front of him that send shivers to his body.
"I- I still don't know who you are… Why do I need to answer that useless question?" he said his voice was getting louder while he stil grits his teeth towards the assassin that was covered in black cloth.
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"So, you're going to feign ignorance? Then, let me tell you another secret." Evelyn said, as she released her murderous aura and a barrier to surround the whole room to not let anyone noticed her mana.
"I like to cut up people's skin and after they are not recognizable, I'll also cut their fingers and toes and then scatter them around their own house, while I pluck their teeth one by one and stab their flesh using a rusty knife and poke their eyeballs until it bleeds. Isn't that wonderful?"
Carsillion shivered, the way the assassin described what will happen to him and what it does to her enemies was too viscous and evil.
Well, Evelyn never did any of those, she just knows how to scare Carsilliion who hates pain.
'Making him imagine his own scene will let him talk voluntarily. But whatever happens he will still die tonight!' she thought as her eyes were like digging his soul on how intently she stared at him.
Evelyn became cold and merciless when she became an adventurer. She did kill someone before, and it was a corrupt merchant who was kidnapping children and giving them to a slave trader. She remembers how he found Gab who ran away from a slave merchant and thus, built hatred towards them.
Those kinds of guys don't deserve mercy, and this guy in front of him doesn't deserve it too.
She saw him shiver. "Now will you talk?"
Evelyn started to interrogate Carsillion and everytime he hesitated to speak, Evelyn would utter words of torture while her dagger also cut a part of his skin making him afraid and shiver in front of the assassin.
After the interrogation, Evelyn started to walk away. Carsillion thought that now the assassin has the information she needs then she will let him be.
But Oh man… you're oh so damn wrong.
Evelyn walked to where there was moonlight and took the cloth that was covering half her face. Now that she has enough information from this guy, it's time to give him a piece of her mind as Evelyn.
Shhh
Carsillion's eyes bulged, because what he saw was the familiar face four years ago, though she was more matured and has grown a lot, the face was a thing that he can't forget. Because it's the face of his beloved sister.
That face was what he desired to have, and to lock it up where only he can see. But that Duke had the guts to snatched Monica from him and own her body. He was so angry that he made a judgement to better destroy what he can't have than be owned by others.
What a selfish person. He knows that he's greedy and crazy but what can he do? He already made a stance where he can't turn it back.
"Ha-hahaha"
He laughed and laughed. He saw her face. It was his niece. What a surprise for him who thought that he would never get to see that beautiful face again.
"You're crazy!" Evelyn can't help but voice her opinion.
The desire on Carsillion's eyes disgusted her.
"You're alive… thank goodness! Monica… I can still see the face of Monica."
"Bastard!"
Thud!
"Ack! Hahahaha! Ugh!"
Carsillion was still laughing while he was looking at Evelyn's face while he was kick on the stomach.
The guy actually went crazy as he saw what he was looking for four years, and Evelyn leaned down to match his eye level. But Carsillion isn't in his right mind, now that he thought he can fulfill his desires.
"Ahh! I can still fulfill my plan. I can still give Monica's soul to you and Monica will be with me again. Hahaha!"
Evelyn's eyes went wide, and she snatched his neck so hard while she asked him a question.
"What did you say? You bastard?!
"Ahahaha! Monica, I can see Monica again! Ahaha!"
"You f*cker! What the hell are you planning?!"
Carsillion can only laugh and Evelyn was gritting her teeth.
'Soul? What did they do to my mother's soul?'
"I'll f*cking kill you!"
Evelyn can't hide her hatred anymore and she also knows that this man's mind is done for so, she slashed the guys' neck using her dagger.
"Ack…! Ahahaha!"
She thought that Carsillion only has a screw loose but never expected to be this kind of lunatic.
"I know I can find the answers to what you said when I visit the temple of light. But I won't let you see light again. Bastard!"
"Thud!"
Carsillion's body hit the floor while his blood was spilled all over. Until his last breath he was uttering Monica's name and saying absurd things.
Evelyn leaves his body there and escapes.
Tomorrow, the people who have aligned themselves to him will know that he's dead. They won't know who did it and they won't care.
Right then, Evelyn will attack them the time they didn't expect the most!
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