Chapter 68 To everyone who has, more will be given, and he will have an abundance; but from whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken away
Gulard was awakened by a blinding fire, and was horrified to find himself tied to a chair, with his hands tied behind his back and his feet tied to the chair legs. A rag was stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn't make a sound.
Being in an open space, there was no other lighting except the torch in front of me, and the darkness around me gave me an indescribable feeling.
It seemed that in that darkness, there was hidden the thing that he feared the most.
Who kidnapped him? The gang of the Fierce Pigtusk? Or old Paine of the Sampan Rum?
Damn, how did they find their own?
It was obvious that all three hiding places were guarded by his men, and even Gulard himself only rolled the dice to choose which place to go before resting. No one could know his exact movements.
No matter what, Gulard decided that the most important thing was to get out of this situation first, and it wouldn't be too late to figure out other things later.
But just as Gulard tried to untie the ropes that bound him, the swaying torch illuminated the darkness around him. What appeared before his eyes made his eyes widen, blood rushed to his head, and his whole body began to struggle constantly.
Because his wife and children, whom he had secretly raised in a village outside Fairhaven and whose existence was known only to his close confidants, were now tied up like him, with their drooping heads obviously still in a coma.
And the burning torch was not a torch at all, but Bodie, the family's watchdog, which he had obtained at a great price.
Bodi's mouth was pierced with wire and tied tightly, and his limbs suffered the same treatment. Through Bodi's eyes, Guraid could clearly see how painful it was for him to be burned by the flames. But Bodi couldn't shout, and couldn't express his pain in any way.
It could only be hung in the air , twisting its body constantly, letting the flames burn and devour its flesh bit by bit. The violent struggle of its body made it sway constantly in the air, and the burning body even approached Gulard's wife and children, causing them to ignite.
As Gulard's fighting spirit was circulating, he was about to break the ropes on his body when a hand pressed on his shoulder from behind.
In an instant, Gulard's power was like it had met its natural enemy. It did not obey its master's command at all and lurked inside the body, not daring to move at all.
“God says: To everyone who has, more will be given, and he will have abundance; but from whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken away.”
The man had no intention of disguising himself. Whether it was the voice or the sleeves of the priest's robe glimpsed through the firelight, they all told Gulard the identity of the person behind him.
"Mr. Gurad, you feel that God has never helped you with anything, and that everything you have is created by yourself. Then I don't owe you anything, and it seems reasonable to take everything from you."
"after all……"
The hand on his shoulder was like a huge rock pressing down on his body. Not only was Guraid unable to mobilize his strength, he couldn't even choose to close his eyes, because Mo Cheng did not give him the power to close his eyes.
Gulard could only watch as Bodi, who loved to pounce on him and play with him, twitched and twitched in the flames, and finally hung there like a piece of roasted meat, quietly emitting a smell of burnt meat.
"…You have a lot of pain in your life. You should be given more pain to make you rich. Happiness does not belong to you. God has not given you happiness. Anything that can give you happiness should be taken away."
Gulard's eyes widened, and he struggled violently and frantically. He understood. He naturally understood what Mo Cheng meant.
But so what?
Gulard's power, Gulard's organization, Gulard's identity, and even his mind, everything he has is in Mo Cheng's hands at this moment.
With just a little force, everything that belongs to Gulard will be taken away.
Pure light shone from Mo Cheng's fingertips. There was no warmth, no holiness, just extremely pure light.
The light did not bring any salvation, nor did it create any miracles. It decomposed Bodi's body bit by bit, leaving only a dog's head with its eyes open.
The dog's head fell from mid-air and shattered in front of Gulard's eyes, like something that could never be put back together.
"Lost lamb, I believe you have lost your way only because of the devil's temptation. You will eventually return to God's arms and believe in the truth, goodness and beauty of the world."
Gulard stared at Mo Cheng blankly. The figure under the overly gorgeous priest uniform was not a human being, but a creature with wings. Its mouth was split open like a carnivorous plant, revealing circles of sharp teeth, and its whole body was filled with an aura of infinite fear.
"Repent."
The man known as [Shrewd Gulard] completed the task given by Mo Cheng thoroughly and resolutely. He lowered his head, with an expression on his face that not even many believers had ever done, and not even the most senior priests had ever seen, the most pious confession.
Whether it's a performance or it's sincere, it doesn't matter.
What's important is that he is...
So cute...
...like an obedient dog!
"very good."
Mo Cheng was very satisfied with Gurad's reaction, "You are very talented."
“Tick-tock, tick-tock!”
Big tears kept falling from Gulard's face. It was unknown whether he was sad for the tragic death of Bodi, who was like a friend to him, or if he had a premonition of what would happen next.
"Please..." Gurad's voice trembled, but there was a flattering smile on his face, which was completely different from the confident and elegant smile seen in the evening.
Full of pitiful and sad meaning.
"...Please let me do it."
He guessed what Mo Cheng wanted to do, "Everyone who doesn't have it, even what he has, will be taken away. Let me, who doesn't deserve happiness, come..."
"Come……"
His voice was choked and trembling. Facing the priest's smile, Gulard fell forward. His body, which was tied to the chair, suddenly leaned forward and knelt down, touching the ground with his head. "Let me kill them."
They refer to Gurad’s wife and children.
Gulard could understand Mo Cheng's words, could understand Mo Cheng's actions, and could even understand what fate was waiting for him.
Mo Cheng will use the same methods he used to treat Bodi to deal with his family in front of him, making his family die miserably, extremely miserably, and inhumanely in front of his eyes.
Gulard had no choice. Just as Mo Cheng said at that time, [God] really came to punish him.
He could only kneel on the ground, beg, pray, and use the most humble attitude to exchange for a possibility.
Let him do it himself and let his wife and children leave this world without suffering.
"Haha! You're very smart."
Gulard only felt as if he had fallen into the coldest ice cellar. His whole body was stiff and unable to move. His mouth kept opening and closing but no sound came out, like a dying fish.
The moonlight and starlight shone on him at some point, and Gulard found that he was able to move, with no signs of being tied up on his body.
The devil-like priest also disappeared, as if blending into the darkness.
But Gullard didn't find what he valued most at the scene.
There was no wife, no children, no dog, and it was as if everything that had just happened was a dream.
A nightmare that I don't want to recall.
Except for the note in his hand that told him that it was not a dream.
The note read: "To everyone who has, more will be given, and he will have an abundance; but from everyone who has nothing, even what he has will be taken away."
