A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 302 Gretel and Henschel

Push forward in time, before Arthur leaves for New York.

"What's next?"

"Wait a minute. I have biscuits in my bag. Do you want to eat them?"

"need."

When Carmen searched her just now, she only took away the dangerous items and did not touch anything else.

"Sister Gretel, come here."

Gretel and Henschel were now locked in a room, and the rope was not untied. Henschel could only turn his back to Gretel, and then use his hands tied behind his back to hook Gretel's satchel.

After Henschel had just hooked up the satchel, put the biscuit in Gretel's hand, and asked her to feed it to him, Arthur pushed the door in from the outside.

Henschel, who had just swallowed the biscuit, and Gretel, who quickly threw away the remaining biscuits, both turned to look at Arthur.

"It's okay, I can wait for a while, and you can continue with the little actions you just did."

Not sure if they heard that Arthur was just joking, Gretel and Hensel just looked at Arthur quietly, waiting for him to ask them questions.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Arthur had no choice but to continue:
"Shall I introduce myself first?"

"Gretel, this is Henschel." Gretel replied cooperatively.

Arthur nodded with satisfaction and asked:

"What's that man's name?"

"Dad." They both replied in unison.

Arthur didn't care about this answer.

"Okay, next question, are there any other kids like you? What are their names?"

This question seemed to stump Gretel. She frowned and thought for a moment before replying:
"Gretel and Henschel are different from the others. The other brothers have no names."

In other words, there are other children, but compared to the brother and sister in front of them, well, they may not necessarily be brothers and sisters. In short, these brothers and sisters are different from them.

Arthur asked:

"What's the difference?"

Gretel organized her words a little and replied:

"There is only one Gretel and Hensel. If I die, the next one will be called Gretel."

"..."

So, Gretel and Henschel are just titles, or code names, while the others don’t even have code names. Thinking of this, Arthur asked incomprehensibly:

"Gretel, why are you so cooperative?"

Gretel tilted her head and asked:

"Can I not cooperate?"

"I don't know, I thought you wouldn't cooperate." Arthur couldn't tell why he said that.

When Gretel heard Arthur's words, she chuckled and said:

"Uncle, are you soft-hearted?"

Have you softened your heart?This is indeed a good question. No one can help but be soft-hearted to the two seemingly adorable children in front of them.

Whether it is instinct or a sign of cowardice, Arthur can cut the blond boy's throat without hesitation in a critical moment, but in this situation, he will inevitably have Some compassion arose.

Faced with Arthur's silence, Hensel chuckled, and then said to Gretel:
"Sister Gretel, he is just soft-hearted."

This may be one of the reasons why Arthur was not very willing to capture the two of them before.

At this time, Arthur did not deny it. Instead, he shrugged frankly and said:

"Right, after all, you are just two children. Even though you have done some terrible things, it was only at the behest of the man you call 'Dad'."

Seeing Arthur's appearance of explaining for them, Gretel couldn't help laughing, she said:
"You are such a kind adult."

Arthur said mockingly:
"It's hard to say. There is a precondition for my willingness to think as I just said. Gretel, if the precondition disappears, I won't have any extra kindness to waste on you."

Gretel nodded in understanding and said:

"Simple kindness is worthless. There was once a kind person who smiled and told me before he died that I should not feel guilty. He did not blame me."

Arthur really never thought that Gretel could say such a thing.

Henschel, who was standing next to Gretel, was even more puzzled, as if he couldn't understand what Gretel was talking about.

Just listen to Gretel continue:
"Actually, I quite want to talk to someone, but my brothers can't understand what I'm saying, and I don't dare to let my father know that I'm thinking about these things."

Arthur, who had been treated as a narrator, frowned unconsciously. He wasn't sure what Gretel was going to do, whether what she said was true or not, whether she was trying to win his sympathy, or saying She really...

Well, Arthur quickly gave up this unnecessary thought. He had already begun to think about some very dangerous ideas.

Arthur said:

"I'm not a good listener, and this isn't a confessional in a church, is it?"

"Maybe, but, uncle, you are very powerful, aren't you? You survived from father's hands, and you even caused him to be injured." Gretel said with a hint of admiration in her tone.

I don’t understand why. I should have come here to press for information, but in the end it ended up in this unknown situation.

"You won't ask me to rescue you from your so-called 'father' next, right?" Arthur said with a smile.

Gretel replied affirmatively:
"I like it here. I don't want to go back to that island with nothing after the mission. I hate the dark little room and the olives..."

"Okay, so can you tell me where your father is hiding?" Arthur interrupted.

Henschel on the side has been teasing Gretel anxiously for a long time. He didn't expect that this was the reason why Gretel didn't let him resist before?He actually wants to betray his father?
However, before Henschel could say anything to stop him, he suddenly started foaming at the mouth, and finally fell to the ground twitching in disbelief.

"?" Arthur was stunned by this scene, and soon he noticed Gretel's calm and unconvincing look.

"(Unknown minor tune)"

Arthur had never heard the tune that Gretel was humming, but he could hear an emotion of sadness and longing in it.

"What did you do?"

Gretel stopped humming a little tune and answered Arthur's question with a chuckle:
"Henschel doesn't understand that his current life is a mistake, and I helped him get rid of the pain he will face next. And, I think, doing this should show you that I am serious, right?"

Arthur felt a little tingly in his scalp, and he felt sorry for his previous softness.

People may be complicated, but the cute little girl in front of me is undoubtedly just a cold-blooded little monster.

(End of this chapter)