Warning: High energy ahead of this chapter, rapid evacuation of non-combatants; Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

――――――――――――――――――

By the time Tails came to his senses, he had been choked by Quaid's throat and lifted in the air.

Tails struggled, clutching Quaid's hand around his neck, but he didn't seem to be able to exert all his strength.

He desperately opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't breathe in a single breath.

Keep kicking with both feet.

The head began to feel dizzy.

In her ears, all the sounds came as if through a thick cloth, Corlia was crying, Ryan was huddled in the hole in the wall and shivering, and Kellett sat in front of the hole in the wall like a frightened person and muttered.

Sinti and Ned screamed in rage and fearlessly rushed forward, one holding Quaid's thigh and the other hitting Quaid in the stomach with his small hand.

Sinti flew out and knocked over the water tank, and the water flowed all over the yard.

Ned was kicked hard by Quaid, screamed, and fell to the ground unable to get up.

Tails didn't have the time or mood to be amazed at Ned's bravery and Kellett and Ryan's cowardice (he knew what Sinti did), and he grabbed Quaid's hand with his fingernails, from the front of his neck to the back of his neck.

He wanted to break free, he wanted to breathe a breath of air.

Suddenly, the nail sank into the back of Quaid's right hand, as if it had been cut into a hollow wound.

Tails didn't hesitate, his face was already red, and his fingernails were desperately digging in.

"Ahh

Quaid let out a scream of pain and let go of his iron hoop hands, flung Tails into the wall.

Tails only felt dizzy and a sharp pain in his throat, holding on to the broken wall, and coughing uncontrollably.

Quaid clutched the palm of his hand, which had been pierced by Yara's knife and began to bleed again.

"Damn Yara Saliton!

Quaid endured the pain and roared, anger and alcohol rising at the same time.

"Smack!"

The hideous Quaid turned around suddenly, only to see Nsola in the seventeenth room, who was rolling and crawling to escape from the door, but the door panel that had just been kicked by Quaid could not support his weight and broke.

"Haha, you want to run?"

Quaid grinned and strode forward, grabbing Nsola's left leg.

"No!

Nsola cried out, and Quaid lifted it upside down.

"Little ghost, have you ever struck iron? Yes? No? Haha, it's okay, I'll teach you!"

Tails scrambled to his feet in pain, only to see Quaid grab Nsola's left leg with his arms and smash his head against the wall against which he was leaning.

Tails only had time to instinctively turn his head to the side.

There was a muffled sound overhead, like the sound of a fruit and vegetable vendor selling Allen melons smashing open the melons that Tails had seen once.

By the way, it's the vendor they stole the statue of the Bright Moon.

Coria's cry turned into a piercing scream.

Tails froze, he didn't have time to close his eyes.

The red and white liquid, far away splashed on Tails' face, warm and cold.

Rising from the ground, Ned saw this, broke down and screamed, and ran towards the dog hole that led to House Seventeen.

Quaid opened his mouth and took a breath, his face intoxicated, as if he had inhaled not air, but a fine black pine wine. The demon in human skin turned his head, threw down the rest of Nsola, and looked in Ned's direction with a grin.

At that moment, Tails thought to himself that Ned was small and nimble, and he would definitely be able to get through the dog hole before Quaid.

Drill through there and everything will be fine.

Drill through there, and it's safe.

Drill through there.

Drill through.

Drill.

But before Ned could burrow half inside, Quaid grabbed Ned's legs.

"You're the little devil who can't pay any money?"

Quaid smiled: "What's the use of you?"

Ned cried and screamed, and was dragged out of the hole by Quaid.

"Ah, not bad enough--it's a pity, it's a pity that the tank is broken--well, I can't play catching fish. ”

Quaid shook his head, dispelling the dizziness caused by the alcohol in his head, and muttered as he looked at Sinti, who had just woken up from the ground, and the water tank beside him.

"Let's keep it simple. ”

In Ned's cries and kicks, Quaid threw him face down to the ground, then lifted his right foot and stomped the center of the six-year-old beggar's back.

"No—!"

"Boom!

Tails' heart-rending roar was accompanied by a crisp cracking sound that was heartbreaking.

Everything in Tails' eyes blurred.

"Boom!"

This is Quaid's second kick.

"Boom!"

The third foot.

Sinti screamed with all the strength of her life, grabbed a piece of the water tank, and rushed towards Quaid.

Quaid just laughed and kicked the shards off Sinti's hand, then grabbed the collar of Sinti's coarse linen clothes and lifted him up as well.

It turned out that I, I couldn't do anything.

Tails lowered his head.

In the corner, Ensola's body was still twitching silently but horribly, and Ned lay face down on the ground, motionless.

I thought I was protecting these kids.

But I can't do anything.

Nothing can be done.

Sinti screamed and kicked as Quaid's high-pitched laughter intensified.

"Little ghost, what are you calling, keep calling, I like to hear you call the most, maybe I'll let you go as soon as I'm in a good mood." ”

Tails' eyes dimmed, and a familiar scene came back to his mind.

"Deviant behavior, this is what we call human behavior that violates social norms, and most people are used to calling it crime. But we must know that crime is only one of the very few forms of deviant behaviour - we are not concerned with the act itself, but with the meaning and understanding of this behaviour at the social level, on the collective level - Durkheim was one of the first scholars to put forward the idea of social norms, and also looked at deviant behaviour from a functionalist point of view.

"There is a view that the enforcement and punishment of deviant actors is one of the basic means by which the subjects of power shape the people and shape the social structure."

This is a fragment of Tails's memories from his previous life, and just now, he has recovered some of it.

"Demon!

At that moment, Sinti screamed and kicked in anger, dispelling the scene in front of Tails' eyes again.

"Yes, I'm the devil!" Quaid laughed, "You say, how will the demon concoct you?"

Tails took a deep breath.

Damn bastards.

His mind was clearer than ever.

He knows what to do.

He should have done it.

He gritted his teeth and reflexively rushed to the corner of the house.

He knows.

Tails grabbed a rock from the corner of the room, lifted it open, and reached into a hidden hole behind the stone.

Hurry up.

Hurry up and touch it.

"Forget it, seeing that you are so kind, I'll save you for the end. ”

Quaid laughed so that both of his lips were asymmetrical, and he tugged hard at Sinti's right leg until the other lip turned pale, until—

"Click!"

-- until the dislocation.

Quaid threw down Sinti and stomped the other's dislocated leg.

Sinti's suppressed but still uncontrollable howl reached Tails's ears, causing him to speed up his search.

Quaid left the courtyard and walked towards the house.

The half-collapsed roof, the moonlight falling, shining on Quaid's smiling face.

Ryan crossed his arms and stared at the floor beneath him, trying his best to shrink a little deeper into the hole.

Kellett staggered out of the hole in the wall, trying to pull out the hoarse Corlia and run away.

But Coria seemed to be paralyzed from fright, sobbing and motionless.

Kellett didn't dare to look at Sinti, but pleading, pulling Corlia.

But the next moment Coria jerked her head up and let out a wail like a lamb.

Kellett realized something, and when he turned around, he saw Quaid's smiling face.

He only felt a wetness under his crotch.

Caught!

Tails felt what he wanted and jerked it out.

And then.

And then?

Then he was grabbed by Quaid, who looked happy, from behind his right arm.

"Do you think I'm going to miss you, little imp? I know you're the most cunning and treacherous of the little bastards! Haha!" Quaid's hand grew stronger, smirking smirk.

No.

Tails felt the pain of his right arm being tightened, and struggled to turn, while trying to stab something in his left hand at Quaid.

"Look!" Quaid dodged as if he had found some treasure, letting Tails stab away.

Then, from the boy's left hand, he snatched an object.

"A dagger! Haha! Little ghost, you actually want to use a dagger against me? Hahahahaha, what are you going to do?

Quaid pulled Tails to his feet, laughing maniacally.

No!

No!

Tails thought desperately, Dagger, the unsheathed dagger he had stolen from the Sunset Bar.

That is the last hope.

"Yo!"

Quaid looked behind Tails in amazement.

There, it was a coin that Tails brought out with too much force when he pulled the dagger out of the hole.

"See what I found?"

"A silver coin?"

"Silver coins! Hahaha, it's a damn imp! You've got a silver coin!"

Tails tried to struggle with his left hand, but a seven-year-old boy had no strength and could only smash Quaid in vain on the abdomen.

The silver coin was a gift from the noblewoman in the Red Quarter, and Tails wanted to say that he wasn't lying.

Copper coins, the goose-down lady did give herself only twelve.

Silver coin, 1 piece.

Tails thought desperately.

But it all ends there.

Failed on their own.

"As the price for you to lie—"

Quaid ignored Tails' painless punches and kicks, just grinned and picked up the silver coin with his dagger, flicked it in mid-air, and caught it with the other side of the dagger.

This kingdom's silver Mindish coin is so heavy that it is rare even today. On the obverse of it is engraved the portrait of King Mindis III, a rare virtuous monarch in the history of the Kingdom of the Stars, and even in the history of the Eastern and Western Continents, as well as an inscription engraved in ancient patterned characters.

The king does not respect the bloodline, but the bloodline is honored because of the king.

Tails couldn't understand this line of words at all, and its real meaning was the answer that Tails boldly asked the noblewoman.

Hehe, Tails thought silently in his heart, he still wants to learn to read, learn to read, and learn the knowledge and wisdom that this world has.

Outcome.

Quaid held the silver coin with his dagger again, and shook a few knife flowers, he nodded, very satisfied with his skill in playing with knives, and it seemed that he had not regressed.

Then he pulled Tails out a few steps and threw the silver coin into the fire against the courtyard.

"As the price of lying, then give you this silver coin. ”

Tails looked at the silver coins in the fire that were gradually blackening, and suddenly realized what Quaid was going to do, and he kicked and pounded more and more wildly.

At that moment, Tails suddenly caught a glimpse of Cripple Ryan, who had always been cowardly and timid, trembling behind Quaid and holding up a stone.

No.

Tails thought sadly.

Ryan hadn't fought much.

The stone.

It's too small.

Too small.

"Click!"

Ryan's strength was not enough, and the stone only hit Quaid in the back of the neck.

But enough to get Quaid's attention.

"Run!

"Run!"

Tails, and Sinti, who was holding his right leg in pain on the other side, both shouted!

But Ryan is a cripple, and while he was begging, his leg was broken by a bad-tempered thief, and the beggar who lacked medicine became a cripple.

Ryan stepped back in panic, turned around, and limped away.

Tails is dragged by Quaid and follows him towards Ryan.

Ryan is soon overtaken by Quaid.

Quaid laughed angrily.

"Cripple!" Quaid gasped as hard as a boar, "what a hard smash just now." ”

"Plop!"

Ryan was kicked to the ground by him, his eyes full of fear and regret.

"I-I-"

Before Ryan, who was terrified, could finish speaking, Quaid flew up the dagger in his hand and stabbed it Ryan's right wrist!

"Ahhhhh

Ryan's screams were so deafening that even Tails shuddered.

"Aren't you lame, with a broken leg!" Quaid shouted frantically, "Then you should be symmetrical up and down!"

Then, Quaid drew his dagger, the smile on his face growing heavier.

He single-handedly pushed Tails to the ground and turned to concentrate on Ryan.

I saw him slam his knee into Ryan's stomach and raise his dagger at his already impaled wrist.

Like sawing wood.

Begin.

Incise.

Tails closed his eyes in pain.

"No!no!ah!ahh

Ryan's screams had turned into rhythmless and continuous wails.

Sinti's roar rang in his ears.

Tails didn't look at Coria, who was still sobbing, or at Kellett, who was silent.

Please, let this be over quickly.

It's almost over.

By the time Ryan's incessant wailing turned into a groan of pain, Tails, who was already numb, felt himself being grabbed by the collar by Quaid again.

A burst of heat hit.

Tails opened his eyes and saw the dagger in front of him, holding the silver coin on it.

A silver coin that was burned hot and blackened by fire.

The scorching fire hit.

"Open your mouth. Quaid said fiercely and coldly.

On the side, Ryan was holding his bloody right hand, and there was no emotion in his eyes, just lying on his side indifferently, his body trembling from time to time.

The palm of his right hand, with only a bit of flesh left, was attached to his wrist.

Tails withdrew his gaze and looked at Quaid coldly.

"Won't you?"

Quaid shook his head and smiled, "That eye is okay too." ”

With that, he grabbed the dagger, and the blackened silver coin that rested on it, and brought it close to Tails' eyes.

King Mindis, who was burned black, was getting closer and closer to his eyes.

The line of inscription is also becoming clearer.

Kings are not respected by blood.

The bloodline is glorified by the king.

Just as he was about to put his eyeballs on it.

"Ahh

Tails roared in anger and slammed into the pinky finger of Quaid's hand clutching the dagger!

Quaid hissed in pain and leaned back, the silver coins falling from his dagger onto Tails' bare chest.

A burst of heat hits my chest!

"Ahh

A sharp burning sensation!

Tyers was burned by the silver coin, let go of Quaid's teeth, and reached for the silver coin in his chest.

"Bastard!" Quaid looked at his bloodied little finger, angry.

"Then I'll leave you a souvenir!"

He knocked the boy down with a punch, then lunged on him and overwhelmed Tails, pressing the blackened silver coin with his dagger against Tails' chest.

"Shhh

It's just cooled material, flesh and blood.

"Ahh

Tails screamed angrily, and with the heart-burning temperature in his chest, there was a burning smell.

The muscles of his body began to burn again.

Quaid pressed the silver coin for five seconds, staring at Tails' painfully deformed face before he felt relieved and let go of Tails.

As soon as Tails broke free, he jerked at the silver coin that was already glued to his chest, and ripped it off with blood, regardless of the temperature of his hand.

With charred flesh and blood ripped out by Tails, the silver coins tumbled to the ground.

Tails' blood fell to the ground and quickly dried up.

And he lay on the ground, tears streaming uncontrollably.

Damn, he's an adult, isn't he?

Why, why can't you help but want to cry?

"It's a pity, how good it is to swallow or press it on the eyelids. ”

Quaid carefully picked up the silver coin and continued to throw it into the fire, "It's okay, we'll come back in the next round." ”

Tails closed his eyes fiercely, and the burning sensation in his chest did not seem to abate, but intensified, getting hotter and hotter.

There seems to be a surge of power.

in accumulation.

Just let me, let me, let me slit Quaid's throat, and that's fine. He meditated in his heart.

When Tails opened his eyes again, he just stared at Quaid coldly.

Quaid looked at those lifeless eyes and suddenly felt a little bored.

"Hey, kid, don't you want to play?" Quaid kicked Tails.

Tails just looked at him coldly.

Come on, he thought, this time, whether it's the eyelids or the nose.

Burn as you want.

Anyway, you can't do anything by crossing over by yourself, can you?

Quaid looked into Tails' eyes, confirming the indifference in the other's eyes.

Quaid hated this kind of indifference, and he was most annoyed by such debtors when he was collecting black debts. This means that no matter how much he tortures the other party, he will not receive any money.

Bored. Quaid took a sip and thought viciously, the fun was ruined.

Too much time wasted.

But when he turned his head and saw the other two beggars in the hole in the wall, his eyes lit up again.

Amid Kolia's cries, and Kellett's terrified gaze, Quaid reached for one of the holes in one of the walls of the sixth room, to the only and youngest girl.

Tails' pupils focused instantly, and Sinti watched the scene in horror, and even Ryan put down his severed hand and raised his head.

No.

No!

That's Kolia.

It was their youngest child.

That kid!

The burning heat in his chest became hotter and hotter, and the muscles in his body seemed to burn.

Corlia just cried.

She's only four years old.

Bastard.

How dare you!

"Kolia!"

"Demons!

"You dare! You can't!"

Tails, Sinti, and even Ryan, who was holding the severed hand, all crawled frantically towards Quaid, only to be swept away into the corner by him one by one.

"You must not hurt her!"

At this moment, a figure stood in front of the hole in the wall.

It was just now, and Kellett was scared back into the hole.

At this point, he bravely pounced on him, trying to protect Coria.

But Tails just shook his head in pain.

No, you're not enough.

Kellett's fist is easily grabbed by Quaid.

"Don't disturb the aftershow. Quaid chuckled, without hesitation, without hesitation, without hindrance, and slit Kellett's neck.

Kellett's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Tails collapsed to the ground, Ryan began to cry and laugh as if he were in a nervous state, and Sinti just hammered the ground hard.

Quaid pushed Kellett, who had a broken trachea and blood spurting blood from his arteries, and couldn't speak, to the side.

Coria cried more and more fiercely.

"Don't! Don't arrest me! I'm good! I don't have typhoid fever! I don't!"

Quaid grabbed Corlia by the hair and pulled the crying girl out of the wall like a pet.

Then he stretched out his dagger and picked the silver coin out of the fire.

"Bastard! Damn bastard!"

Tails closed his eyes and roared with all his strength.

He hated himself.

Hate this damn world.

And then.

Then, he watched Quaid.

In the girl's desperate and frantic struggle, she pressed the silver coin that was blackened for the second time and pressed a dagger into Kolia's face.

In my ears was the sobbing sound of children.

Coria's cries were even incoherent.

How so?

Tails lay dead on the ground, as if he had given up all hope, motionless, his eyes glazed with despair.

Only the chest, the burned place, came with bursts of burning heat.

Quaid lifted both the dagger and the silver coin from the girl's face, causing the girl to scream.

He took a breath, looked around, and suddenly felt a little bored.

Hurry up and get rid of this side and find the other imps.

Wait, isn't it good for the fraternity to do it yourself?

Quaid's drunkenness began to fade.

Whatever, since Rick and his thugs didn't show up, it's fine.

He closed his eyes and shook his head.

Then I want to use both hands to break the girl's neck.

Hey?

When he raised his left hand, Quaid suddenly felt strange, didn't he just hold a dagger and press the silver coin to the girl's face?

Dagger?

He didn't think much of it.

Quaid continued to raise his left hand and smeared it against Coria's neck.

At this moment, Tails, who was lying on the ground, was already desperate, and his right hand seemed to touch something, which made him tremble slightly.

Dagger?

He didn't think much of it, either.

Tails got up tremblingly and hid his hands behind him

And so it all happened.

In Sinti's eyes, he saw Tails, who was still trembling on the ground a moment ago, pounce violently.

"Die!"

The seven-year-old traverser, striving for two worlds and two kinds of madness in life, stabbed and twisted towards Quaid's neck.

"I'm annoyed!"

Quaid had already seen his movements, but he just didn't care and elbowed his backhand.

Then, Tails was elbowed away by the impatient Quaid.

"Bang!"

Tails' head was on the edge of a hole, and his eyes were full of stars, but he stubbornly looked up at his hand.

There, holding the dagger he stole from the Sunset Bar.

A dagger with a bloody blade.

Everything seemed to stand still in that moment.

Quaid was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head in surprise and looked at Tails, who was knocked out and coughed on the ground.

Quaid's astonished look didn't last long for him to realize what had happened to him.

He let go of Corlia abruptly, and then, in disbelief, reached out a trembling hand and touched his neck.

Warm, moist and sticky, the sensation spreads down the collarbone and quickly to the chest and abdomen.

In Quaid's eyes, the damned imp, Tails, struggled, but firmly, slowly got up from the ground, the dagger in his hand, trembling slightly with his right hand.

But the frequency was steady, trembling.

At that moment, Quaid panicked a little.

He threw his hands on his neck and pressed in horror against the blood-gushing hole in his neck.

But his trembling hands and jaws seemed to resist his intentions, and arterial blood, bright red like paint, gushed out and was unstoppable.

Quaid gritted his teeth, only to feel a slight weakness under his legs, and took a step back.

But this step made his whole body fall to the ground softly, and he couldn't get up again.

The burning pain in his chest continued, but Tails looked up, cold, but determined, at Quaid under the frightened and shocked gazes of Corlia and Sinti, and at Ryan's laughter, which he couldn't discern.

He spoke word by word.

"Go to hell. ”

"Waste. ”

Quaid's teeth gritted even tighter, and his anger surged again.

But unlike before, with the anger came everything that was in front of us, darkening, blurring, distant, smaller, all of them crumbling.

His eyes bulged out, as if they were about to burst out, and he stared at Tails.

Then, with a slight trembling hand, the hand impaled by Yala, he stretched out in the direction of Tails and spoke hoarsely.

"Damn it-kids-"

Bloody hands swept over Tels' icy face.

These were the last words of Quaid "Bloodaxe" Roda in the world of Errol.