Green shuddered, and he couldn't help but worry about Will's situation. In his opinion, Charlotte, who brutally tortured the corpse after killing the man, and then extracted the soul of the deceased and tortured it on the demon fire, was indeed a moody, cold and cruel mage as he expected. Didn't you see that the two beautiful mages looked trembling?

He misunderstood Charlotte.

Charlotte's gaffe was because he really felt the unforgivable anger. He can strike at his enemies without mercy, but even if he hates his former opponents, he doesn't think they are villains who deserve to be crushed.

Fighting for their own interests and beliefs, and being ruthless in the process, to achieve their goals, can be understood as appropriate. So what really made him angry over the years, and who did not hesitate to insult his personality and soul, was only the man in front of him.

Compared to his badness, even Mirna can be called a saint. The latter's ruthlessness towards the firmament may be worthy of drow tradition, or intimidating enemies, and the firmament can be regarded as a threatening drow woman rather than some pure child who is helpless.

But only this down-and-out scumbag, for his own selfish desires, in order to use the power of the devil to gain power and seek wealth, he is so mad that he shoots at these children with pure eyes!

It's damned! It's not a pity to die! It's a shame to die!

Charlotte vows to torture and enslave the bastard's soul until the day he ends. And for now, if nothing else, Charlotte's life will be very long.

Several people walked through the torture instrument hell on the altar with pale faces, and Will was at a loss in the northwest corner of the altar. His lips were pale and bloodless, and he was babbling something from time to time, and an unnatural flush appeared on his pale face when he noticed the arrival of Charlotte and the others.

He held on to the bloodstained torture instrument, an iron virgin set up for children. On the outside, it is an iron relief with the arms of an angel holding his hands on his chest in the shape of a child, and in the area of the head, it is not like a statue of a holy woman in the iron virgin, but the face of a child in a torture instrument is hollowed out.

Will fell to his knees at Charlotte, and it seemed that he had not noticed Charlotte's appearance, "My lord, please have mercy, please save my poor daughter!"

Charlotte took a look at it, and the iron virgin with her head hollowed out revealed the pale face of a young girl about three or four years old. Her eyes were slightly closed, her face was pale and listless, her eyeballs rolled uneasily under her eyelids, her lips were so pale that they were transparent that they trembled unnaturally, her sweaty blonde hair stuck to her still baby-fat face, and tiny blue blood vessels could be seen on her slender neck.

This is Lena?

The moment she saw the little girl, for some reason, a great pain and sorrow mixed with a strange sense of guilt came to her heart, which made Charlotte's stomach cramp and make her feel nauseous and want to vomit.

Will, a man not much different from his own age, fell to his knees and begged for himself, Green, the man who also came out of that backward mountain village, and Vivien and Lolita, even the stupid Elle, had anticipation in their eyes.

But Charlotte understands that he is not a god who controls death, and that he cannot do anything.

He never imagined that it would be so difficult to admit his powerlessness when everyone was expecting from him. The sense of anticipation seems to become a wordless, blaming sword, piercing into the soft heart of the person at once.

He clutched his stomach and shook his head palely.

"I'm sorry. Charlotte's voice was heavy and she shook her head like a real sinner, "I can't help you......"

"No, you can, you're so powerful, you're so terrible that the demon can't hold out for even a minute!, you can!" Will grabbed Charlotte's trouser leg incoherently, "What price do I have to pay? I can, I can! Even if it's soul or life, as long as you give the order, I'll do it for you! So please, please don't say that, you can do it, right?......"

"Will!" Green noticed that Charlotte's face was getting more and more ugly, and stopped Will, fearing that he would completely anger the cruel and powerful mage in front of him, "Don't say any more!"

Charlotte didn't get angry, just shook her head darkly, "No, I can't. Unfortunately, it was only then that I realized that I was better suited to kill than to save people. Sorry ......"

Elle seemed to sense Charlotte's mood and wordlessly took his hand. This idiot will always become so empathetic when he is unexpected.

Charlotte smiled palely at Elle, in fact, he had wondered if it would be better if it weren't for the presence of the seduction demon that threatened Vivien and Lolita, if he had been hiding all the time. But now he felt that it was nothing more than the idea of a coward's weakness to escape.

"But I can at least free them from this never-ending nightmare. "Although I never thought of death as something to be celebrated, only then did I feel that it was necessary for children. ”

Charlotte said, and stood aside with an attitude of 'how to decide, I wait for your answer,' waiting for Will to calm down. Although he had made up his mind that he would send the children on his own way, no matter what Will's answer was, he would respect the father's choice.

The difference is only whether or not to let him witness this sad farewell.

Will cried like a child, and finally, he figured it all out, stood up with tears in his eyes, and nodded at Charlotte.

"Then please, sir. ”

Charlotte nodded, and he stood in the altar, the muscles of his face twitching slightly.

"I never thought that one day I would bring death to a group of innocent children. Charlotte's lips overflowed with a self-deprecating wry smile, "I'm an executioner, I'm sorry." But no matter what, I have to bring you out of this never-ending nightmare. ”

He spread out his right hand, and a ball of soft light slowly rose. It radiated a gentle light like a tidal wave, and as it rose, it seemed as if a gentle female voice was singing in the void. The singing with calming, puzzle-solving, requiem-solving, paralyzing, and hallucinatory effects leads the children out of their nightmares, in which the children become calm and quiet, they no longer feel pain, and all the pain is returned with twice as much happiness, quietness, and tenderness under Charlotte's illusion.

That's the only thing Charlotte can do.

The children are waking up gradually, and they will have a short minute to say their final goodbyes to the world. Every child has visions of the people closest to him, his parents, his grandparents, his well-behaved animals and his adorable companions.

Everyone's visions are different, but Lena has nothing but her grandmother and her real father, whom she hasn't seen for a long time.

"Am I dreaming?" the Iron Maiden opened, and Lena didn't seem to notice that she was pierced by the spikes inside, and she felt as if she was lying on a rattan swing in the woods, and her father, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, was crying before her eyes.

"No, you're not dreaming. Will, the man couldn't hold back his tears, and stroked Lena's pale face with his rough hand holding the sword, "I'm here, Lena, I'm back!"

In Lena's eyes, the illusory grandmother smiled softly and happily on the side, leaving space for her and her father, who she never forgot.

"Dad, I miss you so much!" Lena also had tears in her eyes, "You're not going to leave this time, are you?"

"No, I'm never going to leave Lena, and I swear I won't this time. Will blurred his vision and shook his head in a choked voice, "I'm going to grow up with Lena and watch Lena turn into a beautiful girl and marry a wonderful boy." ”

"Hee-hee......" Lena smiled shyly, "I don't want to get married! I want to live with my grandmother and father forever." ”

In reality, blood oozed from the penetrated wounds on her body, and her whole body was dyed scarlet. Will hugged her, nodding his head constantly, knowing that his angel's days were numbered.

Charlotte walked over to Vivien, took the coarse cloth doll from her hand that had shown them the way, smoothed out the wrinkles on the doll, and gently placed it in her hand, ignoring the blood stains on Lena's body.

Lena just hugged the doll and snuggled up in her father's arms and smiled happily. She looked at Charlotte, wondering if she had noticed something. Perhaps because of the spell, she was not afraid of Charlotte, but smiled sweetly at this strange but close man.

That smile with innocent anticipation made Charlotte's heart ache like a knife.

"Uncle. Lena asked, "Will Grandma and Daddy be with me forever, and will they be so happy forever and miserable forever?"

Charlotte's crimson eyes were blurred, and he blinked, holding back the tears in his eyes. Tilting his head, he replied in a ridiculous voice out of tune, "Ah, yes! there will be eternal happiness, no death, no hunger, no sorrow, no pain." ”

"The flute said the same thing, but it deceived me (alluding to the flute of demon worshippers to trick children). Lena blinked, "Is my uncle lying to me too?"

"No!" Charlotte gritted her teeth, her hands clenched tightly, and her mouth ached, "I swear, I didn't lie to you!"

"Hee-hee, I believe in you, thank you, uncle......"

"Lena—"

Lena is dead. Snuggled in her father's arms, listened to Charlotte's lies, and fell asleep peacefully, with the forty-eight innocent souls, into the world of the dead and the kingdom of the gods.

After all, it is difficult for a child of this age to establish his own beliefs.

For the first time, Charlotte felt that the gods were not so hateful.

Charlotte left the space for Will, and together with Grimm and her disciples, sorted out the remains of the remaining forty-eight children.

He thought as he sorted it out.

I am a liar! I have deceived the pure soul who expects from me!

But I don't want to be a liar!

One day, not only for Sylvia, but for those people, for myself, I will create that ideal court away from the hustle and bustle of death, hunger, and pain!