Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 184 Escape from the Horror Game (28)

However, the officer took a different view and was ordered to capture and eradicate this strange outsider.

As Quinlan approached, the officer's tone revealed arrogance, and he asked Nayser:
"We have captured the witch. Do you have anything else to say about this? No more evidence is needed. Her striking black hair and black pupils are the best proof."

Seeing Naise's helpless expression, the officer smiled contemptuously and continued:

"Sir, you are so courageous. You dare to harbor a witch secretly. You must know that this is a serious crime and it is likely to implicate more people, including your beautiful daughter."

"However, for now, our witch hunting operation is going quite smoothly. On this basis, I won't argue too much with you. It can be regarded as giving you face."

"As for the next step, I hope you can cooperate with our work, otherwise..."

The threat in the words was obvious and impossible to ignore. At this time, Nayise could no longer listen to other words. He only had Quinlan in his eyes.

"Quillan!"

"mom!"

Both father and daughter called to her sadly.

Her eyes are deep and firm, as if they contain endless wisdom and strength. Even after many hardships, the unique light has never disappeared from her eyes. With eyes full of endless nostalgia and regret, she silently stared at Nayse and Elina, as if saying goodbye to them.

Then, as if she accepted her fate, she lowered her head.

"Sir, be sensible and don't make it difficult for us to do a good job. You should be lucky that the higher-ups have only assigned the task of killing witches, and they haven't asked people who have been with witches to be hanged as well. Otherwise, you wouldn't have a chance now. I’m crying at the top of my lungs.”

"We must take this woman away immediately and burn her in the middle of the town. Only the burning fire can erase the traces of her filth!"

"The darkness will eventually be erased, and the flame of hope will shine in every corner of the town."

After that, he ignored the begging father and daughter and left the manor resolutely.

"No! You can't do this! I beg you!"

"She is not a witch, she is my wife! Her body is very weak now and she can hardly live much longer. Do we have to deprive her of even our last time together?"

Nayser chased forward vigorously, trying to stop them from leaving, but unfortunately he could not change all this with his own strength.

"mom!"

"Why did you take my mother away?"

Elena didn't understand that her mother was such a gentle person. Even the flowers and grass on the roadside couldn't bear to be trampled on easily, and she treated everything around her with the highest kindness.

What's more, my mother has been sick in bed all year round. Recently, she has no strength to even touch her head. She is often blurred between sleep and reality.

It’s hard to imagine that such a mother would be the vicious witch they call her. The soldiers moved extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they took Quilan away from the manor. Nayise was unwilling to give up just like that, and chased after her with Elena.

Seeing the changes in front of her, Jiang Qiucheng was naturally very anxious. She tried to step forward to stop this incident from happening, but unfortunately she only looked back at the incident from the perspective of a bystander and could not participate in it.

To her, the people in the picture are just phantoms, and to the people in the picture, she is just a passerby outside the frame.

In desperation, Jiang Qiucheng had no choice but to follow everyone's footsteps and observe the next step of the plot.

The center of the town was a circular square. The officer roughly threw Quinlan to the ground, and then ordered his men to quickly set up a firewood pile in the center of the square for execution.

Quilan's hands were tightly tied with rough hemp rope and fixed to the cross, and her feet were also tied together, preventing her from moving at all. The faint sunlight shone on her face, making her already pale face even more lifeless.

The soldiers acted quickly, and when Nayser arrived at the scene, the burning was ready and about to be lit.

"don't want--"

Naisse let out a heart-wrenching cry. Unfortunately, in the eyes of these people, Naisse's resistance did not have any substantial deterrent effect, and their actions did not stop at all.

The soldiers held the torches high and threw them into the firewood pile without hesitation. When the dry firewood encountered the hot flames, it was almost on the verge of breaking out, and it continued to emit a smoky smell.

Quinlan struggled to adjust his body position to lessen the discomfort. Her eyes looked through the sunlight to the sky, seeming to be recalling the good times in the past.

In a very short period of time, rumors began to spread around the town.

In the public discussion, Quinlan was portrayed as a witch with magical powers. She has black hair and black eyes. She has lived in the mysterious Rose Manor for a long time. She is like a vampire ghost who has never seen the light of day. Her face is pale and her body is weak. These have become strong evidence of her non-human identity.

Rumors are like chains, ruthlessly binding Quilan, making it impossible for her to break free.

She never wanted to hurt anyone, nor did she do anything dangerous. Her only wish was to live a peaceful life with her husband and daughter. However, this simple wish seemed out of reach.

The grief in Kuilan's heart was unspeakable, and she no longer had the strength to resist.

Perhaps, letting everything end today is the best choice. If her disappearance can keep Nayise and Elena safe, she is willing to use her life as a sacrifice to the world. Anyway, she doesn't have much life left, so instead of becoming a burden to others, she might as well choose to sacrifice herself.

There was silence all around, with only the sound of Mars jumping and Quilan's breathing echoing.

Quilan closed her eyes, as if quietly waiting for the moment of departure. She had nothing to care about in this world, only Nayise and Elena, they would always be the most precious existence in her heart.

Seeing Elena who was already in tears, Quilan felt so distressed that she couldn't help but recite her favorite song from her childhood.

He looked at Elina in the distance with gentle eyes, as if he had been lulled to sleep, and sent the sound of songs intermittently into Elina's ears. Her voice was low and sad, as if she was singing an elegy for her parting.

The flames gradually engulfed the hem of Quilan's skirt, leaving a deep mark on her snow-white skin. But she didn't scream in pain, but the breath of humming the ballad was slightly unsteady, like a lonely boat drifting in the turbulent sea, rising and falling, and teetering.

"Mother……"