[Leilu Modern AU] Scarlet World

Louie struggled to get up.

The first time he fell, Lester didn't help him.

Because the blond killer was immersed in the beautiful world he created, and he greedily breathed the aroma of blood.

After Louis stood up again, he silently took the knife from Lester's hand, and the latter did not object.

Louis' fingers trembled slightly.Lester's body temperature and half-dried blood were still on the knife.

He held the knife with another hand and looked at his bloody right hand.Oxidation and coagulation made the blood black and sticky, but Louis didn't wipe it off immediately.He looked at them and tentatively closed his fingers, feeling the sensation of pinching them in the palm of his hand.

It doesn't feel bad.Louie clenched his fists, then loosened them after a moment, and then, he smeared them on his face, like camouflage on the face of a commando.

Holding the knife in his right hand again, he walked up to the semi-conscious priest.

"Father."

The irony of this title is too strong at the moment, but the pain kept the old priest from saying a word.

Louis didn't say anything more, he stretched out his hand and pressed on Charlie Comron's wound.

"Hiss—" The salt on the fingertips whizzed wantonly at the newly injured wound with tender flesh exposed along with the pressing action. The pain from the nerve endings made Father Comeron let out a cry of pain.

When he saw out of the corner of his eye that the man in front of him was not the devil who tortured him, the priest finally raised his head with difficulty.

"...the devil," he accuses in a weak voice.

Louis let out a low hum of unknown meaning.

"You...the devils..."

"We are devils, so what are you?"

"..."

"Are you a priest? Or an envoy? Or the Lord?"

"..."

"You," Louis pointed a finger at the priest, "Charlie Comrun, you are the devil."

"......I'm not."

"You are the devil who blasphemed Vanir."

"I didn't blaspheme him!" cried the priest in a low, labored voice.

"You have."

"That's... love."

"Van'er doesn't love you at all."

"No...Vanna, Vanna loves me," the priest murmured, "I love him too."

"Vaner was tempted by you, Camron!" Louis tried his best and slapped the priest with a "slap", which caused the latter's face to be slapped sideways, and red palm marks appeared instantly.

The priest spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and said, "Hey—do you know what Vanna is to me? Do you know? You don't... Our love is much deeper than you can imagine! "

Louie stared at him.

"Our love is the most beautiful flower of the human soul..." The priest looked into the air, as if seeing some illusory beauty, "We are father and son, best friends, lovers, Lord and believers. …”

"Love? That's a sin, not love," the black-haired man sneered, "You just use him to satisfy your dirty desires."

"I said, I love him."

"How dare you?!" Louis pinched the priest's chin and questioned him, "How dare you say you love him?"

"Because...you can't understand our love at all...you're all idiots."

"Love?...you're just a pedophile."

"I'm not!"

"Aren't you?!" Louis grabbed the priest's clothes and punched him in the stomach, "Aren't you?!"

".....no."

Louie punched again, and he couldn't stop, punching, punching, punching like mad, until a big mouthful of blood came out of the priest's mouth.

"Do you know?" The priest showed a meaningful smile, his teeth were bloodshot, and he looked very strange, "...Louis, do you want to know what sin Vanner thinks he is guilty of?"

"..."

The priest called to Louis, "Come on, let me tell you, come on."

The sinner's voice was so breathless that he couldn't hear it clearly unless he got close, so Louis reluctantly moved closer.

"I...I told him that if he hadn't been born, your mother wouldn't have died in childbirth, your father wouldn't have died, and your family of three would have lived a very happy life. He became an orphan, huh—" the priest let out a strange laugh, and said in Louis's ear, "so he is guilty, he is a sinner, and he wants to atone for his sins, but I, I can pardon his sins on behalf of the Lord... "

Louis finally couldn't take it anymore after hearing this.He pushed Father Comron away in disbelief, not noticing the glint in the latter's dirty eyes.

Louis widened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and murmured, "No...you dare not say that to him...you dare not..."

"Yes, that's what I told him, that's what I told him," said the priest, "I tell him every day when he prays, when he lies under me, when he sucks me -"

Louie let out a hysterical growl: "NO!!!"

"Don't you... still want to know why he took drugs?" The priest didn't care about Louis's reaction at all, he continued to provoke Louis in a resentful tone, "Yes, it's me too! Hahahaha! I made him take drugs Yes! His psychedelic look is so beautiful! So beautiful!"

"No!!!" Louis grabbed the priest's shoulder and shook desperately, "You said you were lying, you didn't do this to him! You didn't—you said it!!!"

The priest felt dizzy from being shaken, and his wound was pulled again, but his spirit was so excited that he could no longer feel the physical pain.

He wants to talk, he wants to tell everything!

The love and desire for Vanner Pudula had been buried in his heart for too long, and now in front of Vanner's brother, in front of Vanner's Louis, he saw Vanner again, and he could see that kind of love again. It was astonishingly beautiful, the pain of the other party made his adrenaline keep rolling and boiling, he was so excited, and his voice became louder——

"I did it, I just did it!"

"You didn't!!! You didn't—"

"I have!! I did EVERYTHING!!"

Louis' movements became more and more intense, and the priest was shaken like a rag doll by him, but he showed no mercy, his heart became more and more painful, and his grief and anger became more and more intense. Finally, he let out a broken sound from his throat roar--

"You devil!!!"

Louis pushed the priest away vigorously, and the latter shook violently in mid-air, even the old machine tool that was hanging him shook slightly.

"..." Louis panted heavily. He was so emotional that his heart was a little overwhelmed. He panted like a dying animal. He still shook his head in disbelief and let out a cry of extreme sorrow. The indictment, "Charlie Comblan...you really are a devil...you will never be cleansed of your sins, you will go to hell..."

"Louis, Louis," the priest exhaled a few breaths, and said in a helpless tone, "you still don't understand, we are all guilty, the world is guilty..."

"No," Louis shook his head, "Vanner is not guilty. You are the one who is guilty."

"Aren't you guilty? You and that," the priest looked at Leicester who was not far away, and the latter's expression was dim, "that pervert, that murderer, are you innocent?"

"The one who hurts another is guilty."

"Aren't you hurting me? He abused me. Isn't he guilty?"

"Yeah..." Louis blinked, his eyes were empty, "I'm going to hell with him..."

"He's a murderer!" The priest seemed to think of something, "Look at what he did to me, have you seen it? He has no feelings at all, he is a cold-blooded monster! He is the devil!"

"I don't allow you to say that about him!" Louis' eyes refocused, and he stared at the priest threateningly, warning the other party not to speak out, "He is a killer, but he never hurt me; you are a priest, but you kill me again and again hurt Vanner..."

"He!" The unexpected answer made the priest shout out in surprise, interrupting Louis' speech, "He's a killer!"

Louis paused, showing a contemptuous sneer: "Oh...does this surprise you?"

"You, you actually hang out with this kind of person! You are from the Pudula family!"

"Isn't Pudula human?"

"..." Charlie stopped talking.

"You think I should spend all my money in Las Vegas, or throw sex parties in a villa all day instead of standing here and talking to you?"

"..."

"If you knew at that time that Fan Na was a member of the Pudula family, would you still attack him? Would you still dare to attack him?"

"..."

"You don't dare, you coward, you wouldn't dare to provoke the Pudula family. But you don't know it at all, so you don't restrain your animal desire at all...Am I right? "

"..."

"These are things you don't want to admit, right? But, you finally understand, right? You're just a cowardly perverted pedophile, Father." Louis patted the other party's face provocatively, but the other party didn't dare Looking directly at him, only responding with silence, "You seduce Fanner, seduce Fanner, brainwash him with teachings, feed him drugs to control him, right? You..."

When Louis said this, his voice choked slightly. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, tried to calm himself down, and continued: "After his death, you don't even dare to take responsibility for his death. , Why do you say you love him? You must keep telling yourself that he committed suicide by jumping off a building and has nothing to do with you, right? After a long time, you yourself believe it..."

"..."

"Thanks to your old-fashioned life, your control of the church, no one knows about your relationship with Vanner, so you easily erased all traces and lied to us... your so-called one, disguised The drug dealers don’t exist at all, do they?”

"..."

"Do you know why Vanner didn't tell you? That's because he doesn't think he's superior because of his birth. You may think, I'm rich, handsome, young, and a leader in the upper class. Give up enjoying the celebrity life?"

"..."

"It looks like I have everything, but, so what... all these years I feel like life is dead, you know? Self-blaming, can you imagine? Can you imagine! Six years, six years! I hardly ever get a good night's sleep!"

"..."

"Until now, until I finally know the truth..." Louis exhaled, looked down at the knife in his hand, and raised his head to look at the priest seriously.

"Perhaps, from the moment you pushed Faner into the embrace of death, today is destined to come."

The chill in Louis's words made the priest raise his head involuntarily. He noticed the coldness in the eyes of the other party. This familiar feeling made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He was in pain again.

The priest trembled in pain, his lips quivering slightly: "You...what are you going to do?"

"revenge."

TBC.

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