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"It's you again."

After Emma stabbed the bearded man to death with gritted teeth, interrupted his painful wail, and dragged him away from the trap door, the dry little girl on the ground suddenly opened her eyes and got up with a dissatisfied look on her face. The ground looked over.

"Is this the first time you've interrupted me in advance?"

Looking at Emma who was standing in front of her with a pale face, holding a rapier and staring at her, the "little girl" couldn't help but tilted her head, squinted her eyes and asked:

"Remember from the beginning, I specifically reminded you not to interrupt me when I was listening to the wailing, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. Did you not hear it or do you not understand?"

Faced with the question from the "little girl", Emma's breathing became rapid and she subconsciously took half a step back, but she still clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand, gritted her teeth and said back:

"Of course I understand! But those damn ugly dramas of yours have no value at all, just like the garbage master you are!"

"hehe."

Facing Emma's hateful scolding, the withered "little girl" curled her lips indifferently, and then fell down. A wooden doll only as big as a palm emerged from her painful soul. Got out.

After moving his body a little, the little doll stepped on the little girl's vest, looked up at Emma opposite, and responded with disdain in his eyes:

"What do you, a human, know? The [City of Regrets] and [The Swamp of Ghostly Souls] that I created have been recognized by the world. Those souls with regrets and regrets can only continue to move forward after they are purified by me. [The Cliff of the End] returns to the world.

If I did not deal with these souls and allowed them to accumulate and remain here, the number of creatures born in this world would inevitably decrease significantly. From this point of view, I am a great benefactor to you humans and even the entire world! "

"..."

"What, you have nothing to say anymore?"

Looking at Emma who was biting her lip and glaring at him angrily, the little [Wailing Doll] couldn't help but put his hands behind his back, looked up at her and said calmly:

"Remember, don't try to judge me with your narrow cognition. Although I do enjoy listening to wailing, these are the rewards I deserve.

And only the wail that penetrates the heart can wear away those useless obsessions of you humans, wear away those so-called regrets and regrets, and purify your dirty and heavy souls.

Only after my treatment can the 'impurities' in your souls be removed, so that they will not return to their origins along the cliff of the end and cause pollution to the entire world...

Forget it, why am I telling you this? "

Looking at the woman who was still glaring at him stubbornly even though he had patiently explained it, and the wailing doll who controlled the [City of Regret], he couldn't help but shake his head with some disinterest, and then announced.

"You don't need to understand my greatness. As human beings, you just need to bear it obediently... Also, since you interrupted his wailing, use your own to repay it!"

After saying his next target, the wailling doll's neck bent downwards at 90 degrees, and he glanced across the deck towards the cabin below. After a slight selection, he raised his head again with interest and said:

"From a material point of view, you are much better than that bearded man... His regret is that he failed to save his daughter and only lost a family member, but you directly killed his entire family.

Well... among your tribe, there are quite a few people who hate you, and there are even more people who are stranded here, so who are you going to face first? Your father? your mother? Or let’s relive the time when the entire clan was executed...well..."

Seeing that Emma was full of fear, but still looking directly into his eyes with some kind of weird "fire", [Wailing Doll]'s wooden eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkled vividly, and then asked with some surprise road:

"You seem different from the past few days?"

Have I become different?

Emma couldn't help being slightly startled when she heard the words, and then she vaguely guessed what the wailing doll was referring to. However, she did not open her mouth to explain. Instead, she clenched the rapier in her hand, tried hard to keep her faith, gritted her teeth, and prepared to wait. The coming of torture.

But the strange thing is that after asking the question just now, the wailing doll stopped moving. It did not rush to find the souls of Emma's parents and torture her. Instead, it stared into her eyes and fell into thinking. among.

…

Although the strange "flame" in this woman's eyes is extremely rare, it is not unheard of in her long life. It is under the support of some strong "fulcrum" that she has done whatever she wants. The preparation to persevere no matter what, the courage that comes from choosing to face your fears.

This annoying thing will be firmly wrapped around the outside of her soul. Before that strong "fulcrum" is destroyed, she will not completely collapse no matter what kind of blow she receives. Sooner or later, she will be able to survive with the help of the "fulcrum" Slow down.

And this kind of incomplete wailing, although it can still fulfill the function of "filling the stomach", is like chicken breast boiled in salt water, which is particularly boring...

So the key lies in her "fulcrum"!

After staring into Emma's eyes for a while, he vaguely seemed to grasp something. The wailing doll's mouth couldn't help but open slightly, revealing a wooden smile full of malice.

"You hope to leave here alive and grow up with your daughter, right?"

"?!"

After hearing the words of the wailing doll, Emma's heart suddenly tightened, and then she clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand and shouted:

"What do you mean?"

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"I mean, although your 'fulcrum' is strong, it's surprisingly simple... and stupid."

The wooden neck twisted slightly, making a creaking sound. The wailing doll looked at the nervous Emma in front of him, smiled and asked:

"Do you know about deer?"

…

not good!

After hearing the name of the meat-bearing doe through little Ellie's "dream", Leon's heart suddenly tightened, but he couldn't stop it in this world, so he could only watch the wailing doll speak. :

"That doe has been trying to cross the boundary between life and death and obtain a real body independent of the soul, and the child you regard as hope is not so much your daughter as her failed attempt."

"You...what are you talking about?!"

"Are my words difficult to understand?"

Looking at Emma, ​​whose eyes suddenly widened in front of her, the wailing doll tilted its wooden head and said word by word:

"Your daughter is the body that the deer arranged for himself, and she is also the source of your family's tragic fate!"