Little Priest's Cat Diary

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After closing his eyes, what he fell into was boundless darkness.

The whole person seems to be falling endlessly in this silent darkness.

Suddenly, a loud voice rang in my ears.

Flames ignited in the darkness of night.

Tongues of fire spewed high into the sky, and the crimson flames reflected half of the sky red.

He opened his eyes.

The extremely bright crimson fire light shone in his eyes, which was extremely dazzling.

The city in front of him was burning, and the flames that burned the entire city looked like a huge and ferocious monster.

A monster that brings destruction.

——a monster he created with his own hands.

The gate of the city was wide open, and through the burning flames, the blood-red stone road inside the gate could be seen.

That is not the red reflected by the firelight.

It was blood red from the blood flowing from the human body.

A city in which life was slaughtered, a city about to perish in flames.

The one who destroyed it stood in front of it.

The wind howled from the fire, blowing the black cloak high.

The scorching heat of the flame rushed towards his face, burning his face faintly.

It was clearly the purest golden hair, but it couldn't reflect any bright light.

The slanted forehead covered the hideous scar on his lost eye.

The man stood in front of the fire, as if he could absorb all the light thrown at him, making his surroundings always dark.

In the burning city, corpses were scattered all over the field, piled up like a mountain.

As soon as he gave an order, the people in the whole city died under the swords and guns of his iron cavalry.

Perhaps there are still survivors among them, because it seems that the sound of crying and mourning can be faintly heard coming from the depths of the flames, but those faint voices quickly disappeared into the air.

The fire is burning brightly.

All life will soon be consumed in the flames, leaving only ashes.

The wind was howling, and he looked at the burning city without any disturbance in his heart.

The fingers holding the gun were still wet, the blood that remained on his hand.

Killing was already normal for him. Over the years, he no longer remembered how many lives were killed by his gun.

I don't know how many people who died under his hands scolded him for being tyrannical, vicious and cruel, and scolded him for being cold-hearted.

But he thought that he probably didn't have such a thing as a heart.

Before you know it, it's gone.

The fire was still crackling, and he turned around.

The raging flames reflected behind him, making him plunge into the darkness against the light.

The dark shadow under his feet stretched long on the ground.

He never accepted surrenderers.

His only enemy is death.

Where his cavalry stepped, there was never any living creature left.

Wherever he went, rivers of blood flowed.

Every city he conquered was full of bones.

Fighting, killing, endless.

That might be the only meaning for him to live in this world.

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The only... meaning?

No.

It's not like this.

He is... Sardis... the crown prince who is about to become king.

He still has a very important person.

That man would not allow him to kill, never had.

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Do not……

No, he is already the king of Portoyas.

After killing that person with his own hands, he directly declared himself king.

Since then...

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What is he...

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On the noisy battlefield, the sound of horseshoes and the clash of swords kept ringing in my ears.

What was held in his right hand was the extremely familiar feeling of the cold and hard gun body.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was that the sharp spear he stabbed pierced the chest of the man opposite him.

The man of his blood father.

Blood flowed from King David's chest down the black gun body to his clenched hands.

That blood was scorching hot.

He looked at the man who died in his hands, there seemed to be a dark and bottomless hole deep in his chest, swallowing everything.

There was no light in his eyes, it was an abyss with nothing.

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wrong.

This is not him.

He didn't kill the man.

Because Mia said it, so at the last minute he didn't—

【this is you. 】

A silent voice emerged from the bottom of his heart.

[If there is no him. 】

[You will do this. 】

[You can't deny it. 】

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Push your fingers a little harder.

Click.

The fragile neck bone snapped easily in his hands.

He let go, and the woman who gave birth to him fell limply to the ground and stopped breathing.

The blood-red moonlight in the sky reflected on the ground, as if reflecting the blood color of this woman.

He looked at the dead woman, and at the hand that pinched the woman's neck, his eyes were covered by shadows, in the darkness, unable to shine a little light.

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I do not have.

【you have. 】

【This is the killing intent in your heart. 】

【This is the real you. 】

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Sharp pain came from the eyes.

It hurts like crazy.

The blood gushing from his eye sockets stained his hands covering his eyes, and stained the vision of his only remaining eye.

What he saw at this moment was blood red.

A monstrous hatred surged out from the depths of his body.

why?

he thinks.

Why?

Why should he have to endure this pain!

Why should he be the one to be damned, and not—

The only remaining eye burst out with almost crazy unwillingness and hatred. The dagger swung by the boy who fell into the abyss cut his father's throat.

The once extremely powerful man fell to the ground, opened his eyes, and gradually fell silent.

The blood gushing from the man's throat dyed the grass red.

He stared blankly at the dead man, and suddenly laughed out loud.

It turns out that this is power.

The power to make everything he hates disappear from this world.

He laughed, blood dripping from his eyes.

he won't die.

So, let all those people he hates die!

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【see it? 】

【That's what you really look like. 】

【The one you want to cover up... the real you who is full of desires, ugly and greedy. 】

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The world around me darkened again.

It's like going back to the night.

But it's not pure night.

The waves are floating, as if there is light shining from above.

When he opened his eyes again, soft flowing water wrapped him.

He seemed to be in an endless sea.

Light shines from overhead.

That is the surface of the sea.

Something seems to be sinking slowly below.

With the faint light reflected from the surface of the water, he saw the boy below who was slowly sinking into the bottom of the sea.

Her slender body was surrounded by water waves, and her light golden hair fluttered gently in the water.

The boy closed his eyes, as if in a deep sleep.

In this way, in a deep sleep, it slowly sank toward the bottomless abyss of the sea.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand.

【That child does not belong to you. 】

He chased down.

【He is different from you. 】

He didn't know why either.

He just felt that that boy was very important to him.

He definitely doesn't want to lose him.

【He will leave you eventually. 】

The surging water around him hindered him.

He stretched out his hand with all his strength, wanting to chase down, wanting to grab the opponent's hand floating in the water.

【You will never get him—】

But no matter how desperately he stretched out his hand, the boy still sank slowly, bit by bit, his slender body was engulfed by the shadow of the bottom of the sea.

In the end, it completely disappeared before his eyes.

forever……

"!!!"

Waking up suddenly from the nightmare, even to the point of sitting up, Sardis gasped violently.

He sat on the bed with his right hand stretched forward, as if he was trying his best to grab something.

The night was silent, only the deserted but inexplicably seductive moonlight fell on the room and on Sardis.

The rapid panting echoed several times in the room.

After a while, Sardis withdrew the hand that was stretched forward, raised it, and pressed it on his head.

Long messy blond hair fell all over him.

His fingers pressed hard on his forehead, and his thin lips were pressed tightly.

...and this dream again.

Since returning to Wangcheng, he has had strange dreams intermittently.

The person in the dream seemed to be him, but it didn't seem to be him.

In the dream, he experienced the same thing as him, but it was completely different.

But everything he suffered in the dream made him feel empathy—it was as if he had really experienced the sad and terrifying scenes in the dream.

In his dream, he became another him.

Another of his emotions soaked into his emotions.

The arcs in his eyes flickered, and Sardis pressed his hand on his chest.

The feeling of being eroded into the bone marrow by hatred and swallowed by darkness is still boiling in his body at this moment.

He could feel that the person in the dream was indeed him.

He understands it better than anyone.

Killing fathers, killing mothers, being unscrupulous, despising life, killing, massacring cities.

He really can do it.

...if he hadn't met Mia.

Sardis lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes cast deep shadows on his face.

Because I met Mia.

Because I don't want Mia to hate me, because I want Mia to like me.

Therefore, he firmly suppressed the fierce beast in his heart in the darkness and locked it in a cage.

only……

Not enough people.

The gully is hard to fill.

Just like the invisible voice in the dream said.

Human hearts are greedy, no matter how much they have gained, they will never be satisfied.

At first, he just thought that as long as Mia could stay by his side all the time.

Later, he began to think again, if Mia could only look at him all the time.

After getting all these, he was still not satisfied.

He thought, he wanted him.

He wanted Mia all and all.

He wanted Mia to be his.

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However, the more you have, the more you want.

Greed continues to magnify, never ending.

Got.

He wants more.

All this time, in front of Mia, he carefully suppressed the other side of himself, hiding the invisible self in the darkness, so that Mia would not be aware of it.

The dark mask on one side of his face is no longer what he said when he was a child to cover up the scars.

He didn't care about the scars for a long time, the reason why he didn't take them off was because he used this black mask to remind himself.

When wearing this mask, it seems to be able to cover up the dark side of oneself.

And now, he greedily wants more.

What he wanted Mia to see was not only the self exposed to the sun, but also the other self that had been deeply hidden under the mask.

No matter which one, it is him.

He wanted Mia to accept all of him.

As the female Shah said, he and she are actually the same kind of people in a certain way.

So, he chose her.

The female Shah is actually his shadow.

He used the female Shah as a temptation to test whether Mia could accept his shadow.

But the result was a crushing defeat.

【He is different from you. 】

The boy's clear eyes have not changed from the beginning to the end.

He is always clean.

Even in the dark night, under the shadows, the darkness couldn't cast the slightest shadow on him.

It's just that the brighter the light, the darker the shadow.

【The one you want to cover up... the real you who is full of desires, ugly and greedy. 】

Mia denies his shadow, denies another him.

Seeing Mia's disappointed eyes, he was suddenly frightened and flinched.

In the end, he concealed his embarrassment with a tough stance.

Then he ran away from Mia in a panic.

Yes.

Flee in a hurry.

He didn't even dare to look back.

Sardis closed his eyes, and the moment when Mia looked at him blankly for a moment came back to his mind.

Every time he thinks of that look, his heart will be blocked severely.

So, this time...

Could it be that he... did something wrong?

Sardis, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The deserted moonlight fell on his tight thin lips, making the arc of his lips sharper and sharper.

No.

His pupils and irises of different colors flickered coldly, and the shadows falling from the ends of his hair made his eyes look deeper.

He did nothing wrong.

All along, Mia has been protected too well by herself, Antiste and others.

Mia didn't understand at all.

In troubled times, only strength can protect oneself and those important to oneself.

In this world, the weak eat the strong.

Unnecessary kindness will only bind oneself and cause more trouble.

He needs the female Shah, the blade hidden in the shadows.

No matter what the means are, as long as the ultimate goal can be achieved, that is enough.

Get the most out of it at the least cost.

This is a matter of course.

It wasn't his fault.

He had to make Mia realize that.

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It was light and dark.

In a blink of an eye, another busy day has passed.

In the evening, when it was time for dinner, Mia came to the palace.

He came to see Sardis.

But, as never before, he was barred from the palace of Sardis.

"Sorry, my Highness."

The head of the guard who stopped him had anxiety in his eyes, but he, who was loyal to his master and upholding his duties, resolutely stopped in front of Mia.

"You can't go in."

He says,

"His Highness Sardis said he couldn't see you."

"........."

Even if they vaguely feel that they may, may have done something wrong, they will never admit it.

In order to prove that their decision is correct, they will not look back, but will paranoidly follow the path they think is correct to the end.

That was the case with King Davies.

Now, so does Sadie.