Arknights' Lock of Heaven

“That time, that party, Kellogg Primo, he… he insulted you, saying that one day he would hang your skull as a trophy in his room…”

"It really has nothing to do with me! He was the one who was being arrogant and boastful. I just... I just chimed in with a few words!"

“It was him, he said it all, and…and Spencer Dana, Christy Bart…”

Olmer rattled off a string of names, all of whom seemed to be the second-generation rich kids he usually hung out with.

"Ha, so that's how it is," Xia Yu smiled slightly upon hearing this, then pressed down with her foot, crushing his left index finger bit by bit.

"what!!!"

“Unfortunately,” Xia Yu shook her head, “you guessed wrong again.”

"Is the problem with you or me? Why can't you remember something so simple?"

Xia Yu grabbed his hair hard, pulled his face close to hers, and said, word by word, "Let me give you a hint."

That was a human life.

"You can think about it carefully and figure out what it is."

"Human life...human life...I don't know!"

Olmer has never been a strong person, and at this moment, the physical pain and the fear in his heart have brought him to the brink of collapse.

"Cry?" Xia Yu snorted coldly upon hearing this, and crushed his left little finger with her foot.

"Even crying counts as time!"

"Ow!!!"

Olmer really cried this time.

"I don't know, I really don't know!"

"Father...Father, please save me!"

He looked at the gate of his family mansion and cried out for his father's help.

But all they got in return were closed doors and a silent family.

Just then, the remnants of the arrest warrant drifted past his eyes in the wind.

Finally, he remembered someone who was insignificant in his memory.

"That infected person... that infected low-class person, right?"

Olmer stared intently at the remnants of the arrest warrant, as if grasping at a straw.

"It must be him, right?"

Seeing his pleading expression, Xia Yu nodded. "Congratulations, you got it right."

“I know I was wrong, I shouldn’t have treated him like that,” Olmer said, a surge of joy welling up inside him. He forced himself to endure the excruciating pain and confessed, “I apologize, I repent…”

“Continue,” Xia Yu said to him teasingly.

Hearing this, even though he felt there was something wrong with his tone, his hope of survival made him subconsciously ignore those feelings.

“I shouldn’t have called him Oripathy trash, I shouldn’t have signaled everyone to attack him, I shouldn’t have called him an infected slave, I shouldn’t have proclaimed that they were…illegal infected…”

“I shouldn’t have… I shouldn’t have deliberately provoked him and caused his Oripathy to flare up…”

"I shouldn't... I shouldn't... I shouldn't have continued attacking after knocking him down... I shouldn't... I shouldn't have..."

“Speak,” Xia Yu raised an eyebrow when she heard him stop confessing, and crushed his left thumb.

"Why don't you continue talking?"

"You never intended to let me go, did you?"

Olmer snapped out of his daze, feeling utterly hopeless.

Ah, if this person really came to stand up for the infected... then how could he possibly let himself go?

After all, he had actually driven that infected person to their death...

“However, rather than saying I don’t want to let you go at all,” Xia Yu said, stroking her chin in confusion, “it’s more accurate to say that when did I ever promise to let you go?”

"I don't recall saying that?"

"What gave you this misconception that I would let you go if you answered correctly?"

"You can't do this..." Hearing this, Olmer finally despaired, "You can't do this!"

"I...I've already admitted my mistake, I've already apologized. I'm just a lowly infected commoner, I'm a knight...I'm a nobleman!"

Hearing this, Xia Yu smiled slightly, then stomped her foot and crushed all the remaining fingers on his left hand.

"Just an infected person? Infected people are lowly?" Xia Yu looked puzzled. "Do you even know what the situation is like right now?"

"Do you think I'm here to play house? How dare you say that in this situation..."

"Just because you're some kind of nobleman?"

"Nobility? Ha? Nobility is nothing!"

"Look at how many eyes are on this place tonight," Xia Yu said with a mocking smile. "Does any so-called nobleman dare to step forward?"

After saying that, she grabbed his hair and made him look in the direction of her house.

"Your father was also from a noble family, wasn't he? A noble family, huh?"

After saying that, she released him and pointed towards the gate, saying, "Go, go find your father to save you."

"Let's see if he'll open the door for you! Let's see if nobles are truly fearless!"

"Let's see if he dares to stand up for you."

Upon hearing this, Olmer, as if grasping at a last straw, scrambled toward his own front door.

"Father, open the door, Father! Save me, Father! Father!"

"Father! Father!!!"

No matter how much he shouted, the door bearing the Ingra family crest remained firmly shut.

Seeing that the door remained unmoved, Olmer began calling out to another person.

"Rig, butler, open the door for me! It's me, Olmer, your young master!"

"Open the door! Open the door!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems you're not doing a very good job as a young master," Xia Yu shook her head as she walked to his side and gently stepped on his left calf.

Click!

"what!!!"

The deafening wails rang out once more.

Despite his prolonged wailing, not a single person in the renownedly safe aristocratic district paid him a second glance.

Everyone here is a high-class person, well-informed.

Now I wish I could close all the doors and windows of my house, for fear of being targeted by the evil star in front of me.

Although it was just a light kick, even a light kick from a divinely crafted weapon was something he could not withstand.

The left leg is beyond saving; treatment can be considered completely abandoned.

“I’ll count down to ten,” Xia Yu said with a soft laugh, “and if you still can’t open the door, you know what will happen.”

After saying that, he moved his foot onto his only remaining right leg.

"ten."

"Father, Father, I beg you, I am your son!"

"Nine."

"Rig, I command you to open the door! I am your master!"

"Eight."

"Father, Father!"

"seven."

"help me……"

"six."

"..."

"five!"

The gate remained tightly shut.

"Please, let me go," he pleaded, having given up hope after his father refused to come forward.

He then turned to Xia Yu.

"Four," Xia Yu scoffed at his plea.

"Can I turn myself in?" he blurted out in a panic. "Arrest warrant...where's the arrest warrant?"

"three!"