BLOODY LOVE'S
Episode 151

Robert stroked his badge in the room, then put it in a drawer. He wasn't sure it would last too long to wear the badge. Robert took a deep, deep breath, complaining as his shoulder hurt. The bullet in his shoulder was removed, but he still felt pain.

Hopefully this injury does not hinder, Robert thought. In his mind, the incident was back this morning.

When Robert was dropped on the elevator floor, it was obvious that Marco was intent on getting rid of him. He knows Marco is not the kind of guy who wants to give others a second chance. The man was always very careful. At least he finds someone will betray him, Marco will not hesitate to break the chain of relationships. Robert squirmed in time as Marco shot towards the head, making the bullet just lodged in his shoulder.

"If you shoot me now, you won't be able to get out of here! You're gonna die!" robert, sting.

"Fuck," said Marco Ketus. "My life and death are my business. I'll drag as many as I can into hell with me."

Robert growled, never liking Marco's extreme way of thinking. Why did he never find a middle ground?

"You're not going to die!" in the remnants of hope. "Listen to my plan! You can leave here tonight! I swear! I swear on my son!"

Robert's son died a year ago at the age of eight months, contracted measles. His wife was so sad that she was sick. What awakens the woman's heart is a strange cult called Scholomance, who claims to be able to revive the dead.

Robert didn't even know his wife was following such a cult. He was happy to see his wife recovering, so he did not ask much every time she wished to draw closer to God. He only learned the truth three months ago, when his wife happily talked about the eclipse and that they would soon be able to meet their son.

No one could describe how broken Robert's heart was. He felt ashamed and failed to realize the sadness of his wife's heart, and how much she had strayed too far in cruel nonsense.

Marco lowered the revolver upon hearing his vow, making Robert grateful the man was not as cruel as he thought.

Robert told him what his advice was in a condition still being twisted to the floor because Marco remained distrustful of him.

Robert's first plan was to take the man pretending to be mad into the castle's front, arguing that the man was left in an unsupervised place.

Marco will be tied up in a chair, and some people will be arranged to look after him. If Marco succeeds in convincing people that he is indeed insane, then Robert can guarantee that the guard is definitely more lenient. Marco could have gone undercover as one of the guards and Robert would not have been suspected of cooperating because he was away from the chapel castle when the escape was made.

Upon hearing his plan in its entirety, Marco was willing to pretend to be insane when taken to the front of the castle, to the second floor. The man even lets himself be made fun of and humiliated at the time of feigning trauma, but Robert knows that Marco remembers one by one their faces and will avenge them.

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Marco robs the monk's cloak of a taller young man and wears his broad hood to hide his head. He put one of the bodies on the chair, and one of the bodies he put in the dark corner of the room. This way he can take more time.

In addition to the robe, Marco also snatched a short knife from one of the corpses. He chose the best knife, looking for one that was not rotten or rusty. After looking around, he crept out of the room, bent his head out of the window, then canceled the desire to jump from there. If he was young, he would jump without hesitation. Jump now hungry and his current age is obviously looking to die.

He walked across the corridor, towards the bedwetting child who had come. Marco carried the torch casually. Not carrying lighting will only make it look suspicious. The castle is dark.

Remember that one of the boys said that under there was drinking, Marco looked for the stairs down. He would join the crowd, grab a drink if he could, then go home before dark.

Marco turned around immediately. He still paved the road he had just walked. If he went down a different curve, the hallway would have taken him to the right room.

He found an early intersection, and this time walked in a direction he had not yet crossed. In the middle of the corridor, he saw two monk-robed youths carrying torches walking towards him. The two young men chatted while laughing casually.

Substitute guard from the two earlier, Marco thought. He walked leisurely and calmly, carrying a torch on the middle side of the road so that his face was blocked by light.

When he crossed paths with her, the two young men nodded politely at her as a greeting. Marco replied with his courtesy.

Two steps passed.

Three steps.

Five steps.

Then the steps of the two youths behind Marco came to a halt.

"Eh, wasn't that a young monk's robe?" one of the young men asked in wonder.

Before they could fully realize what had happened, Marco had already dropped the torch, turned around, then grabbed the young man's hair from behind and slit his throat. It only takes five seconds to do that. The other young man was still glaring in shock as Marco walked towards him and twisted his head until it broke. No meaningful resistance.

Marco looked at the two dead bodies beneath him with a cold heart. His conscience was not disturbed in the least. If he pities a little, the situation will turn around and it will be the one lying lifeless on the floor.

Marco bowed, picked up the torch he dropped, then continued on his way.

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Robert walked into his wife's room, noticed the peaceful sleeping beautiful face, then took a deep breath.

He doesn't know if Marco will make it out tonight. If successful, the man will turn things around and may be able to pressure Scholomance to the point of no longer operating. He did not expect Scholomance to be completely lost. Eliminating a religion is not as easy as it can be. Especially religions that like to cultivate miracles.

Robert closed his eyes, still cringing at the thought of what he had done on sacred Mount Bjork with Xavier and Charles Hastings. That's a big sin. They played destiny. Every time he closed his eyes, Robert saw the faces of the dead body he was carrying that night.

Charles is the provider of the bodies. He said he had a good acquaintance and paid dearly for the bodies. But Robert grew increasingly suspicious. Unfortunately he had no proof whatsoever, only a premonition that Charles Hastings was the cause of the disappearance of some people in Bjork. That man is the provider of the body.

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