At this time, the cold look on Darcy's face had disappeared, and her face was flushed, whether from excitement or pain.
His voice was emotionless as he stared at Tasia.
"He seems to be very decent."
“You can have whatever you want to have, and you can succeed in whatever you want to accomplish.”
"There is no need to worry about anything, there is no need to worry about anything, everything [destiny] will naturally be taken care of for you... People like this make me feel physically sick! It's so disgusting!"
He turned his words into sharp blades and vented all his anger on Tasia.
"If it weren't for your existence, my life would not be such a failure!"
The black mist rolled, and Dulcie's face appeared and disappeared in it. Only those eyes full of hatred and pain were locked on Tasia.
"Every day, every day...seeing you enjoying the joy in the school, and seeing you full of hope for the future, to me is like being tortured..."
It's like trying to hide in the crowd and laugh loudly with them, only to find that you are the only one whose smile cannot come from the sincerity.
The more you experience the light radiating from others, the more you will feel the pain of loss when the light in your own heart does not shine into the corners.
Why are there such happy people?
Why does such a happy person still appear in front of me, reminding me of my misfortune all the time?
Just destroy it.
As long as you destroy all the things that hurt you, you can hide in a dark corner and continue to hide.
Therefore, when Darcy received the order to take action against Chrissy Winche, although Darcy felt troubled by it, she could not help but feel a little excited at the same time.
——It’s just what I want!
People like that shouldn't exist in the first place.
Not only her, but also the equally annoying Tasia Louie should be destroyed together.
Driven by such thoughts, when he discovered that Chris was unwilling to enter the depths of the ruins because of playing cards, he immediately thought of a strategy to use Tasia to lure her out.
The plan worked and he was excited.
However, the result was completely different from what he imagined.
Thinking of this, he looked at the only boy among the three people opposite.
Wayne Wincher…
…
Seeing Darcy finally looking towards him, Wayne no longer remained silent.
"You ran very dashingly last time~ However, your family is not so dashing now."
Because of Darcy's involvement, the entire Corinthian family suffered a huge blow, and his father, who was just a viscount, is still imprisoned until now.
He seems to be happy to admit it now, but——
After that, the Corinthian family will probably be removed from the aristocratic circle of the royal capital.
The violent revenge from the Duke was not something that a low-level noble could afford.
"Haha...ha, hahaha..."
Darcy suddenly burst into laughter.
It was as if he had heard an extremely funny joke, and he laughed so hard that he shed tears.
After a while, his laughter, which had gradually become crazy, returned to normal.
"——Really, that's really a big help." Darcy wiped the corners of her eyes and thanked Wayne without any burden.
Looking at him, Tasia and Geli couldn't help but frown.
Wayne's face was expressionless.
"Hateful, right?" he asked.
"To the people who have caused you harm... and to the life that can only feel pain."
Hearing his words, Darcy's face was slightly stunned at first, and then she became furious as if she was stimulated by the fact that he exposed it.
"Stop talking nonsense there! What do you know!"
Hmm...no one knows better than me.
Wayne twitched his lips.
Darcy, the student council president who is one of the hidden characters, has a tragic past.
His biological mother was just a lowly maid in the Viscount's family.
But this maid has a beautiful appearance and a considerate and gentle personality, which is completely different from the cold and controlling mistress in the mansion.
As a result, the maid was loved by the male master, Viscount Collins, and spent a sweet life with him.
True love is undoubtedly beautiful.
But if something else is involved, that may not be the case.
Soon, the maid became pregnant.
Under the arrangement of her husband, she received a settlement fee, left the Viscount Mansion with the child in her belly, and settled down in another small town.
After struggling through the initial period of loss alone, and watching her children grow up day by day, the maid began to feel that such a life was not bad.
As long as the child can be happy in the future, I will no longer expect anything else.
Exceeding my expectations, he is sensible, gentle, and handsome at a young age.
She thought... she had already obtained all the happiness.
But--
One day, a group of strangers suddenly broke into her home, shattering her wish.
She was taken to the place where she had been away for many years.
She was taken into a dark basement.
She was brought to an altar with strange symbols carved in blood.
"Mommy mommy……"
The little child was tied up and thrown to the ground, weakly calling for his mother.
Beside him, there was another dying little boy, who looked very similar to him at first glance.
The once arrogant Viscountess appeared in front of the maid.
"I don't allow it..."
the lady murmured darkly.
"Illegitimate children can live a healthy and happy life, but my son is seriously ill and is about to die..."
"Only you can have a happy future, and I will never allow it..."
Saying this, she ordered her followers to kill the maid on the altar.
The blood relatives of the illegitimate children were used as sacrifices to activate the soul replacement magic.
——The fish tank is about to shatter.
——It doesn’t matter, just change the fish to another intact new fish tank in time.
The body of this illegitimate child is the new fish tank for his own child.
"sorry Sorry sorry……"
Blood continued to flow from the wound, and the maid repeated the same words completely meaninglessly.
Watching a living life passing away in front of her eyes, the Viscountess looked crazy: "As long as you do this well, I will forgive you!"
Black mist rose from the altar, and the maid's last glance was towards her child.
The eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance.
But before she could say anything, she closed her eyes forever.
After a long time, the black fog dissipated and everything in the basement calmed down.
"D-Did it succeed?" The Viscountess was looking forward to and afraid at the same time, with tears in her eyes.
"My son...can he survive?"
Hearing the call coming from her ears, Darcy Collins, who was laid flat on the ground, slowly opened her eyes.
