The years when I was a nobleman in the world of Terra

"Are you really not going to speak?"

Senomi smiled happily, not feeling impatient or even angry at all because of Alke's non-cooperation.

Miss Groundhog just smiled quietly, her eyes became a small slit because of the smile.

"Sure enough, it's not that easy."

She made a gesture to leave, and Alke also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Alke could foresee that in the next time, what awaited him would be endless torture in the small black room.He will be shrouded in hunger and thirst, and will use up the last sliver of consciousness in the never-ending sound of dripping water, and then in a state of madness, he will kill the rest of his life.

Just thinking about this kind of death is enough to make people shudder, but even so, Alke is still grateful that he was able to die under such extreme torture.

Because he still has a wife and two infant children, once the secret of the "Underwear Alliance" is leaked, let alone his life, even his wife and children will definitely die in the In a pool of blood.

Alke is definitely not a gentleman, otherwise he would not be a commercial spy living in the dark, but he thinks that he should be a good husband and father, so he is willing to let all the pain be imposed on him. on himself.

Another two hours passed.

Amidst the "tick-tick-tick" sound of the water, Alk, who had been unable to close his eyes, felt as if he was hallucinating.

He seemed to see a glimmer of light emerging from the darkness. It seemed that someone had lit a candle and walked in from outside the dungeon, holding a plate with a tempting aroma in his hand.

"This unknown gentleman, we meet again."

Senomi's gentle laughter echoed in the dungeon, which also let Alk know that this was not his illusion.

"What do you want to know...except for my organization, I can tell you..."

Arc's answer did not change in the slightest.

"Knowing too much is not good for me, and the comparison is not good. The organization will not let go of everyone who knows the secret..."

"Yes, then thank you for reminding me."

Senomi shrugged her shoulders lightly, not knowing whether to do so.

"Do you want to eat something first?"

"Breakout meal?"

The meaning is almost that, the last meal of the death row prisoner before execution is generally prepared more generously.

"You can understand that, because I never thought of letting you leave this place alive."

Senomi did not hide her thoughts and what she was planning to do at all.

"However, I am quite easy to get along with. I have always been easy to talk to the dead."

"Thank you then..."

With the candlelight in Senomi's hand, Alk saw his own last supper, which was two pieces of white bread, a small bowl of meat porridge, and exquisite pastries that Alk had never seen before.

"This is strawberry cake. It was originally an afternoon tea that Master Charlotte prepared for me."

Senomi explained with a smile.

"But I prefer people with backbone, so this cake is for you."

While talking, Senomi loosened the rope on Alke's body.

I?backbone?

Alke was thinking in his heart, if he was really that kind of tough guy, he wouldn't raise his hands and surrender as soon as he was discovered, and he wouldn't have survived until now.But Alk didn't have the extra energy to refute Senomi's evaluation of himself. He hadn't eaten or drank for almost ten hours, and now he just wanted to fill his stomach well.

When people are hungry and crazy, even hard dried fish can be stuffed directly into their stomachs, let alone these sweet and delicious foods.Almost in an instant, Alke ate all the meals on the plate. He lay down in the corner of the dungeon, quietly looking at the Zalak girl in front of him.

"I'm ready."

"Well, let's get started."

Senomi tilted her head, turned her wrists, and held two sharp knives in her hands.

"This, what's going on..."

Although he had already made psychological preparations for death, the weird scene in front of him still made Alke stunned in place.

What did he see?

He saw countless pairs of "small balls" glowing with strange red light appearing behind Senomi, and what made Ark feel even more frightened was that Miss Groundhog's expression at this moment could be said to be quite Something is wrong.

It was an expression that was difficult to describe in words. When two morbid flushes appeared on Senomi's cheeks, Ark found that his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Don't come here...don't!"

His thighs were kicking the tower hard on the ground, and Alke wanted to stand up straight from the ground.

"Squeaky-"

In the empty dungeon, the sound of rats rang out.

Without Senomi's orders, the rats had successfully "knocked down" Alke to the ground again.

"Sir, it's time to start."

Senomi held her face in both hands, with a shy expression on her face.

"And the speed of action must be fast, because it will be a big deal if Master Charlotte sees it!"

"What the hell are you trying to say..."

By now, Alke also knew that he must die, because the hundreds of thousands of mice around him would not give him any chance to escape.

He just didn't understand why the little Zalak girl in front of him suddenly seemed to be a completely different person.

"Sir, do you know, my young master Charlotte, his ancestors are actually from Yan Kingdom."

"What happened to the people of Yan Kingdom...?"

"People from Yan Kingdom, it's actually nothing."

Senomi licked her delicate red lips, this lip licking action was exactly the same as that of Miss W.

"It's just that the people of Yan Kingdom have a very deep understanding of death and the process of death."

Senomi stared at the middle-aged man in front of her, her eyes were mixed with a little obsession, but it was not the kind of eyes that look at a lover, but rather like the eyes that are happy to see a hunter.

"It must be a very painful thing to be cut open by a sharp knife. What if you continue to be cut open by a sharp knife within a period of time?"

Without waiting for Alk to respond, Senomi continued as if talking to herself.

"Three thousand six hundred knives, and the cutting time of each cut is exactly one minute. Three thousand six hundred minutes, sixty hours, two and a half days, you will feel the same pain every moment."

"……Just kill me."

Ark knew that since Senomi said this, she definitely didn't mean to joke with herself.

"I just want a good one."

"But I don't want to give you a happy one."

Senomi tilted her head.

"When you try to trick Master Charlotte, your life no longer belongs to you."

"Death is inevitable. As for which method of death to choose, it is up to you to make the choice. I will give you 5 minutes to think about it."

Senomi's small hand gently patted Alke's cheek.

"By the way, the name of this execution method..."

"It's called Lingchi."

……

The next morning, Senomi walked into Charlotte's room with two sharp knives dripping blood.

"Master Charlotte, everything has been taken care of."

Senomi stuck out her tender little tongue, and then lightly licked the blood on the tip of the knife.

"Everything is settled, Master Charlotte, am I wonderful?"

"Forest guard, help me catch Senomi."

"Ah."

"Hey!"

Caught off guard, Miss Groundhog was brought in front of Charlotte by the forester.

"Let you talk nonsense."

Charlotte hit Senomi with a single punch, covering her head and crouching in defense.

"I told you to have something to say."

"Master Charlotte, I know I was wrong..."

"W, I know you're here."

"boom."

Smoke rang out, and except for Linguang, all three girls in the castle appeared in Charlotte's room.

"Did you teach Senomi what she did?"

"Well, I taught them all. Those methods of execution are all seen in your room, Charlotte."

"So that's what happened."

"Little Charlotte, are you not angry?"

"I think I should be angry."

Charlotte spoke frankly.

"Because I don't want Senomi's hands to be stained with countless blood like w yours."

"Yeah, my hands are all red?"

While talking, W sat down beside Charlotte, and the action they had done countless times was performed again. The Sarkaz girl buried her little head on the man's shoulder.

W stared at his small palm.

"I took the bomb, and I threw it into the crowd, boom, and blood splattered on me."

"I can picture that image."

Charlotte nodded.

"That's very much your style."

"So, if Senomi is influenced too much by me, maybe she will become a crazy woman like me."

"No, I'm obviously normal."

As a matter of course, Senomi's soft defense was ignored by W.

"Little Charlotte, I'm a madman."

W stared into the man's eyes.

"Then I am in love with lunatics, I should be considered a fool, right?"

Charlotte said softly.

"Crazy and fool, don't they match well?"

A short silence.

The only thing Charlotte could be sure of was that W's hand on his shoulder seemed to be a little tighter.

"It's boring, it's boring, why did I meet a weirdo like you little Charlotte?"

Miss W curled her lips. There were still a lot of things she wanted to say to Charlotte, but in the end they all turned into a sigh.

"I did teach Senomi, and I thought it was necessary to do so."

"There are many problems that cannot be solved by violence."

A sense of déjà vu where two parents are discussing their children.

"But there are also many problems that can only be solved by violence, right? I admit that violence cannot bring much truth, otherwise a guy like me who has killed countless people with violence would have long been the most correct person in the world people."

"But little Charlotte, you need to know that without violence, there is no right to speak."

"Without violence, is there no right to speak?"