Pseudo-Villaines

The Destroyed Village's

That night, the ruler of the Kingdom of Dublin received a shocking news. An archbishop along with four royals were found dead in the basement of St Thomas's cathedral.

It is the only cathedral in the Dublin Kingdom. This building was a gift form of the Vancouver Empire. 20 years ago, one of the women of the royal family line was taken as a concubine by the emperor. And as one of the gifts, this Cathedral was built.

The morning after the information about the murder reached the ears of the king, he directly sent out the knights to investigate what had really happened. And once the knights reached the location, they all immediately vomited after seeing the condition of the corpses that were there.

"Evil......So mean! What did the murderer really think?! Why did they kill good people like this!?

One of the knights covered one of the corpses with a blanket he had brought. They all rushed to move all these bodies out of the cathedral basement. Including three noble corpses and one archbishop's corpse.

"Imptahil."

Some Knights even cried when they saw the remains of the archbishop being carried up. He's a good guy. He gave candy to children who lived on the streets. He also gave them clothes and a place to stay. But...but why did he have to die that way!?

"Unacceptable! We have to find out the killer, hang him in public, and raise him in front of all the people of Dublin!!"

"Yes!! Let's avenge our master and comrades!!"

"Yes!! Destroy Him!!"

The cheers of the Knights filled the cathedral area. They saw good people die and their colleagues also fared the same. The flames of anger completely burned themselves, as well as blinding their hearts and minds.

In the midst of the fanfare, there is a woman who also participated in the investigation of this murder case. Her body is tall, slim, and has a beautiful face. Her irises were sapphire blue and her yellow hair she cut short. Just get to his shoulders. Models are not common for the women in this kingdom.

'What are good people? They are nothing more than rubbish. Animals wearing masks and human skin. No, even they are inferior to trash'.

The girl looked at the Knights with an ironic look. He was one of the workers in the royal castle. Although not an important job, he had built a network with dignitaries and noble wives.

The girl knew how savage those knights called good people were. But saying it would make matters more runnyam. So he decided not to say anything and still let the atmosphere be as it should be.

'But killed more than 70 people, right? Who exactly is that guy? And why would he do that?'

The girl remained silent with a myriad of questions piled up in her head.

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Ahhhhh...

'My feelings are so bad! I need to get home soon! Mother, father, Brother Jeanne....Wait for me there!!'

The boy, Jean, hastened his steps. To the right of his waist hung a sword covered in blood. In addition to killing the knights, Jean also used the sword to finish off wild animals such as wolves, snakes, and others.

It's probably been about three days that he's been running. Later that night, Jean enters her village. He was quite relieved at that moment. But his chest immediately felt pain and his body was filled with worry when he saw his village was already ravaged.

'Wait 'em!! What the hell is going on!? Why are all the houses on fire!? Why are the animals missing!? Knocker....Uhuuk!!'

The question is cut short when Jean smells a familiar scent on her nose. Death's Aroma. Jean curbed her urge to vomit. This smell was much worse than what he smelled in the basement of the torture site.

Jean ventured to come to the source of the scent. It was there, behind a house. He hid for a moment in a house, rather the ruins, to make sure that there were no enemies. As he exited, the sight that lay before him actually made Jean fall to her knees.

Children, parents, men, and women, all lying lifeless in a huge pit. Their bodies were filled with arrows. Not only the arrows, Jean could also see that there was a cut on their neck.

'Hha!! Father, Mother, Brother Jeanne!!'

Jean ran away. She wished her brother and parents well, who were soon dashed when they found out that her house had burned down. All that was left was a wooden building that had been left to charcoal.

"DADDY!!! IBUUUU!!!! BROTHER JEAANNN!! WHERE ARE YOU!!???"

Jean screamed while holding back her tears from leaking. He had been severely tortured, saw something terrible, killed many people for the first time, and was exhausted from having run non-stop for three days!

All he wanted was to see his parents and brother welcome him in front of the house! Hugged her to regain the warmth she had longed for all this time! Calm down the worried self! That's all it is! Jean never asked for more!!

But why....Why is this all happening to her! Jean is just a little boy! He's only eight years old! But why should he be struck by such a harsh reality!

Jean bit her lip until it bled. His hands were also clenched to the point of bleeding! A moment later, Jean shouted. All he did at that moment was scream and scream!

In the end, Jean came to a conclusion. The world is not fair. Jean rose. He's looking for anyone who survives. Until in the end, there was a voice that he knew very well from a ruin.

"Jean? Jean, is that you!? Alfred, look! It was Jean! Thank goodness you survived!!"

And that's aunt Jhonson's voice.