Chapter 311
At this time, in another space.
To be precise, it is in the spiritual space of the Kuluta clan~.
In a blank secret room.
The three figures are in three different directions.
Old man, Sheila, Ron.
The old man stared at Silla, his eyes full of hatred and anger.
"Why?"
Silla looked at the old man calmly.
"what why?"
"Why did you reveal the location of the hermitage of our Kuluta clan?"
"not me……"
But before Sheila finished speaking, she was interrupted by the old man.
"If it's not you, who else could it be? In the past few decades, you are the only one who has come here. Moreover, when those people attacked the Kuluta tribe, you also came."
"On your face, I don't see any sympathy for the Kuluta tribe."
The old man almost roared his question.
Sheila was silent for a while.
"it's me."
Silla admitted, but there was still no change in her expression.
"Why are you doing this? We, the Kuluta clan, don't think we have done anything to regret you, right?"
"Indeed not."
"Then why?"
"Because I want revenge."
The old man was a little confused.
"You don't have any hatred towards our Kuluta clan, but you want to take revenge on our Kuluta clan?"
"no."
Sheila shook her head and said: "I don't want to take revenge on you Kuluta people, but I want to take revenge on those who invaded your Kuluta clan."
"I know you are strong."
"So I want to borrow your power to kill them and avenge my friends."
The old man showed a stunned expression.
The hatred on the old man's face faded unconsciously.
But the anger on his face became even stronger.
"What do you think our Kuluta tribe is?"
"I didn't take it seriously."
Sheila looked at the old man and said: "I don't care about you Kuluta tribe. I don't care about your life or death. Because you are very strong, I decided to use you."
"This is a decision I made after obtaining information about your Kuluta tribe."
"Because my power is not enough."
Silla lowered her head and looked at her hands.
"I am too weak to complete my revenge on my own, so I can only borrow the power of others."
"I don't know if it's right or wrong."
"Right or wrong doesn't make sense to me."
"Even if I had to do it over a hundred times, I would still make the same decision."
The old man fell into silence for a long time.
Before catching Sheila in, the old man had many thoughts and speculations in his mind.
However, I did not think of this possibility.
This was unacceptable to the old man.
After a long time, the old man raised his head and his eyes turned bright red.
"I can't accept it."
"I cannot accept that as a reason."
"Tell me everything about your matter clearly."
"Since you are taking advantage of our Kuluta clan."
"You made our Kuluta clan become what it is now, almost annihilating it."
"At least let me know why you did this."
"My request is not too much, right?"
This is the spiritual space of the Kuluta tribe.
The old man is a powerful telepathic person of the Kuluta tribe.
Even if the old man is already at the end of his strength.
But Sheila is also a prisoner.
It is very simple for the old man to take Sheila's life.
But before killing Sheila, the old man wanted to ask clearly.
"Can."
Sheila nodded and said: "I am from Meteor Street. When I was a child, Meteor Street was completely different from the current Meteor Street. There was indeed garbage everywhere."
"But there's life everywhere."
“People have a hard life, but they’re happy.”
"But it was at that time that the elders of Meteor Street began to collude with people outside."
"A large number of missing children broke out in Meteor Street."
"My friends who were playing together yesterday suddenly disappeared the next day."
"I have a very, very good friend."
"The name is Sarasa."
"Sarassa was lovely, cheerful and nice to everyone."
"We all like her."
"And I am Sarasa's best friend."
"At that time, one of the things we liked very much was dubbing for video tapes we picked up from outside."
"Because people outside don't understand our Meteor Street language."
"And our video tapes were obtained from garbage dumps."
"We have no choice."
"A few of us, at the invitation of Sarasa and Chrollo, formed a dubbing team, so that everyone can watch the video tape with sound happily."
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Silla recalled the scene that year and showed a happy expression.
"Me, Sarasa, Chrollo, Pike Notan, Knight, Feitan, Finks, Wojin, Nobunaga, Maggie, Peeling Lev... We work together very well."
"But just when we're about to have our biggest show."
"Sarassa, missing."
"We reluctantly finished the performance and then looked around for Sarasa."
"We looked everywhere."
Sudden.
"Crack!"
Silla recalled some scene she didn’t want to recall, and tears overflowed violently.
Two fists, tightly clenched.
The nails dug into the flesh.
Blood flows out.
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After a pause, Silla controlled her emotions.
"Finally, we learned about Sarasa's whereabouts. She left the town and went to the nearby forest."
"We found Sarasa in a woods."
"A black plastic bag hanging on a branch."
"There's a piece of paper taped to the tree trunk."
"Wo Jin took off the plastic bag."
"At that time, we already had a very strong, bad premonition."
"When you open the plastic bag, what's inside is Sarasa."
"But it's Sarasa who is completely unrecognizable."
"Sarassa was broken into many, many pieces."
"Head, fingers, toes, heart, skin..."
"I don't know what Sarasa did wrong."
"I don't know why those guys did that."
"We returned to the town with Sarasa's body."
"A man helped us repair Sarasa's body, but Sarasa's eyes were missing. Those people took Sarasa's eyes away as a trophy."
"At that time, I made the decision to avenge Sarasa."
"I don't know who those people are."
"I've been investigating for a long time."
"But still no information has been obtained."
"So, I decided to take revenge on those people."
"Everyone who is interested in human tissue, cadavers, collections."
"Everyone who has sadistic tendencies."
"Because they may all be the murderers of Sarasa."
"I want revenge."
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The old man had a gloomy face.
"So you are targeting our Kuluta clan?"
"Because we have flaming eyes?"
"There is a certain possibility that the person who is interested in our flaming eyes is the person who killed your friend?"
Sheila nodded.