Demon Cult Wall
If Otousan was lucky, he would only get a few warm kisses from Daddy Ken. If not lucky, Father Jaya will kill him, after which father will kill himself to avoid punishment. I remembered how Father Jaya would not accept that I was treated badly by my elementary school friends at that time.
Father Jaya would mercilessly beat the children who had bullied me. In fact, he often had fist fights with other guardians. Ah, I miss them all. I want to come back soon.
At this moment, the focus of my eyes returned to the woman who was sitting proudly on the throne. If I'm not mistaken, maybe that woman is the queen of this place.
I saw her smiling at me. Her smile is so beautiful and attractive. I was reminded of Okaasan.
The figure of a teenager who I thought was Miryu who turned out to be Uncle Ryujin stepped forward and looked at the woman who was still sitting on her throne.
Uncle Ryujin said coldly. "Don't you ever try to use that power on me, Celaina! You know what, it doesn't have any effect at all."
"Then you can kill me, can't you?" The woman's voice had no emotion at all, calm and mystical like a dream, so hazy and unreal, like the mist that had covered a lake for a very long time.
I saw a bluish light had emerged from Uncle Ryujin's hand. Could it be a sign that he will soon use his powers?
"No, Uncle!" My voice immediately brought their attention to me. I reject any kind of violence against a woman. Haven't I said this before? It doesn't matter whether the woman on the throne has the role of protagonist or antagonist, but I can't stay silent if someone hurts a woman.
Say that I am naive! But really, I'm just practicing Papa Kevin's teachings. "Instead of using your hands to hit women, you'd better cut off those useless hands!" Yes, Papa Kevin's words that I always remember forever.
I drew closer to Uncle Ryujin, and whispered into his ear.
"Even though Uncle managed to kill that woman, we can't possibly get out of this place alive, Uncle." I said something that made more sense than just, "Don't hurt beautiful women, Uncle Jin!"
Uncle Ryujin turned around and faced me. He grabbed my wrist and pointed to the end of the hall.
"My lord, you see that wall!"
Again Uncle Ryujin called me 'Master'. Oath! It's ridiculous to hear that. The impression is like I'm a landlord or whatever. Okay, I'm not going to protest. After all, I often heard that call from the maids at the Otousan house back then.
*Otousan = father
*Okaasan = mother
I followed Uncle Ryuji's forefinger, and looked at the edge of this palace. There was a majestic and high wall that reached the roof of the palace. There are a lot of printed figures there. There was a beautiful woman in the middle, and that must be the woman sitting on her throne at the moment, Uncle Ryujin had called her Celaina. Around him were women dancing. They all seemed to be doing a festival.
However in the painting, only the woman currently sitting in the palace was the only person who had an expression. The expressions of the other women were frightening and confusing, and they had no eyes. The only expression on the face of the woman I thought was the Queen was a haughty yet attractive smile.
Uncle Ryujim said, "That is the Demon Cult Wall, My Lord."