THRONE Series 1 "HOPE" Fall To Jail
21 - The New World
Gerald was speechless, frozen, his eyes quivering little looking at the contents of the extremely horrifying box, the Human Head Cut, and it seemed to be the head of a woman.
Actually what is going on, let's look at the mystery before this catastrophe that befell Gerald happens.
Flashbacks
Building.
When Daniel received the call.
"Hallo's? Is this Daniel?"
"Yes, it's me Daniel"
"I want to deepen the deal with you, and you can't refuse"
"You want more?"
"I have a lot of plans, but I want to hurt her more, how?"
"Just give it up"
"Yes, it makes me happy, do you want to see a lot of bodies in 1 place"
"Hour"
"You're too to the point Daniel, all right at 15:00 "
"All right"
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While Luvia was still in a coma, and Aires sat on a dorm park bench alone, crying. Daniel called someone shortly after saying something terrible.
"Hallo?"
"Sir, what's wrong?"
"I think Luvia relapsed, could you come before Aires entered the dormitory?"
"What didn't do to you, and my feet may now be very cold"
"Hurry up, he'll be in the dorm in a minute"
"I've moved sir, leave it to me"
"Be careful Fran"
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10 Minutes before Aires enters the dorm, Fran, who lures Erlo to listen to her story about Haris, enters the LA room through a window. Though the location of the room like us is on the 2nd floor.
Fran saw her beloved sister Luvia lying limp on the bed, she immediately approached him with a sad face.
"It's happening again, I hate him but... Can't do anything"
Fran put his face on Luvia's face..
Chu
Kiss was. I don't know what she's doing that for, but after a few seconds of doing that Luvia's hand moved, Fran who noticed it immediately stood up straight as before.
Slowly, Luvia opened her eyes and was surprised to see a man in her room.
"Fran?? Why here?"
"Wake you princess to sleep"
"Huh?? What am I ... Hey hurry up and leave, this isn't your place"
Fran smiled warmly, his hand touching his pants pocket took out a letter.
"Nii-san, this is the toughest task she has ever given me, I hope nii-san can survive"
*Nii-san means brother in b. Jjapanese.
Luvia greeted the letter, then looked back into Fran's eyes.
"From her?" Fran nodded.
"Why didn't nii-san just tell Aires of nii-san's disease?" Luvia.
"My illness is unusual, I can't burden it" Fran was stunned.
"But, it's very inconvenient that I have to control nii-san every day and become an impromptu shadow knight, I was also once in a fight by Aires when I wanted to get out of the dorm a few days ago" Luvia laughed a little at hearing that
"Why laugh, funny? Nii-san's sister had already sacrificed her pride to save nii-san" Fran was upset, but Luvia recalled the guesswork she played with Aires while walking out of the dorm, she laughed even more, seeing the strange reaction of Fran's brother turning the eyeballs in the other direction while tapping his feet on the floor.
Luvia stopped laughing after being content to let go of her pain, she changed her expression into serious fashion.
"Fran, thank you, so that you don't become an impromptu shadow knight again, later when I feel pain, you can pretend to be my girlfriend, and neither you nor I feel heavy" Fran immediately felt hurt as Luvia said that, her eyes seem to be holding back the pain.
My brother is a true2 fool.. Inner Fran was upset.
The short conversation stopped with Fran passing through the window with no word to agree with him, Luvia knew that what he said was outrageous. He stared at the open window with a sad look, but his sadness did not last long as a terrifying voice pierced his ears.
Without a second thought, Luvia immediately closed the window and hid the letter inside her drawer, she looked at the letter for a moment then immediately closed it and went out of the room, waiting for Aires outside the door.
"Whatever I do, Aires always believes"
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In the middle of the night, when everyone is fast asleep. A man stood in front of the Female Dormitory wearing a Jack The Ripper robe and this time he did not wear a mask but a black mask, he said, do not miss the hat that is often worn on top of his head cover some hair. His hand was wearing a black glove he was holding a baseball and the other was holding a photograph, he was staring intently at the 2nd floor and fixed at the LA room.
"Read Luvia, then enjoy your role"
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At the same time Luvia sat in her study chair preparing to read the contents of the letter. He sighed a few times just ready to accept whatever order was in it, Luvia had already opened the letter and read it carefully.
To My Maid Luvia's
It's time to feast on corpses, the only barrier in this world is just him .. Gerald. Lure him into a trap and wipe him out of my sight, I want to see how true he is. I saw you helping her, did you betray me too? Good work for you for helping his life, I want him to suffer until his own mouth says "I'm desperate, I'd rather die" Or "I'll kill you" you understand my beautiful maid, do your job well and make him hate you and kill you.
Jack The Ripper's.
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"I can't refuse his orders, it's holding me very strong, Gerald can you hold on"
Luvia shook her head quickly as her worried thoughts flashed, her body goosebumps. He patted both of his cheeks hard enough to make sure his consciousness had recovered.
This is the day H to execute the command. The order Jack the Ripper gave me a few days ago.
"This is all for Aires, let's do it well" he said reassuringly.
Luvia sat down, waking up earlier than her friend, she looked at the face of the friend who seemed very anxious lying beside her guarding her all night.
Luvia's eyes were seen declining given the events of last night when she fainted for no reason. Just because he heard Gerald's name he could not resist the unusual disease relapse, but this time he woke up alone without help Fran.
"Aires, when the time comes, I'll tell you everything"
After saying so, Luvia immediately got up and walked towards the bathroom.
On one hand Daniel was busy reading Jack The Ripper's book in his hands early in the morning unlike most people. The baseball he was always holding was sitting on his strong thighs covered in a charming dark blue cloth, he was sitting alone in his proud seat.
"I've finished it 2 times, and it's very uninteresting"
"I was more curious about Gerald's desperate expression, but what made him forget me? Ruthless"
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The appointed time came, the time where this innocent Gerald was consumed by a permianan made by someone wearing the terrible attributes of Jack the ripper.
At 08:00
Just like Daniel's guess, he opened the blue box according to the rules of the Game, I don't know what exactly the meaning of the Game itself is.
Both Luvia, Daniel, Haris, Jarden and Dery are bound to each other in the name of the game.
The writing on the box that Gerald opened was obviously very dismissive and stepped on it, but the feeling was not in his indication, Gerald still came to play and wanted to destroy the game if he could.
The shock he showed at that time was like real, Gerald was in shock but not to the extent. Luvia could not read Gerald's grief-stricken face, she simply delivered the mission's results and opened up havoc to Gerald as widely as possible.
Her goal was simple, Luvia wanted Gerald to hate her and then kill her, as ordered.
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"Did you remember me?" Asked Luvia without hesitation.
Gerald who was originally silent, turned his black marbles right on Luvia's face that looked different from before.
"I told you, I'm not a good person" he added, Luvia provoked him until he could hear the word the sender wanted to hear.
"Yes, you're not a good man" said Gerald, to Luvia's astonishment.
"Then.. ??" Ask Luvia to make sure.
"But that's just you think"
Luvia was confused.
"I ... I want to thank you for bringing me into a new world"
"New world? You mean jail? Heh it's ridiculous" Upset Luvia.
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So this is why he wanted so badly to hear the desperate words from Gerald's mouth, it's obvious that he's the most patient guy I've ever found.
Luvians.
If you like the story Vote yes chingu, this mystery story so somewhat dizzy read it, sorry also thank you for stopping by to read the story of an amateur writer like me, zaht.
