The black and white death penalty. A woman was tied up with blood all over her body. The colorful clothes representing the noble status had been dirty in all kinds of troubles, and the angry soldiers screamed.
" Kill! Kill!"
" This villain!!!!"
The stones flew somewhere and beat her head.
The red blood had flowed down, but no one pity her. All of them had just cursed her.
" Do you have anything to say the last time?"
The emperor asked in front of the guillotine. He had a cold eyes.
The emperor said in a silent voice.
" Your father and brother are all dead because of all your faults!"
"...!"
" All of them worried about you until the end."
His eyes reminded me of regret and suffering, but only a late regret.
" To apologize to them in hell."
And behind that sentence. An eccentric guillotine fell on her neck.