'You admire your works?'
"Of course."
Liliana sat in the empty room, looking at the row of glass jars on the shelf, a satisfaction that was hard to conceal in her eyes.
She seemed to be talking to herself, her voice becoming lower and softer, "They are my most proud works. I have spent a long time collecting them."
'These should all be human organs. Did you kill many people? Why did you kill them?'
"In the beginning, there was Willibald," Liliana didn't directly answer the question that arose from within.
She cupped her face in her hands, as if lost in memories.
Circles of dark light enveloped her figure, and distorted sun symbols floated above the candlelight, causing Liliana to unconsciously sink into her own emotions, becoming increasingly lost, as if hypnotized.
"He was a very tall man, not very handsome, but his speaking style was interesting."
"He lived in Constance, but his family wasn't wealthy... He had a wife and two children. Part of his monthly military pay would be sent back, but the younger of the two children starved to death at home after he disappeared and there was no income."
"Before long, I think, without the main source of income and being labeled a deserter without compensation, his wife and his other child would also die one after another... They should all be dead now, buried in some cemetery, or perhaps directly thrown into the river? After all, there was no money for burial."
'Have you seen his wife and children?'
"No, no. The earlier things he told me himself when we were in bed. The later things I investigated myself after I killed him."
Liliana laughed as if she had thought of something interesting, "He was very capable and was appreciated by Father, and then..."
Her smile gradually widened, seeming to be able to split to the roots of her ears, "Then I killed him."
"I did it myself. That was the first time I killed someone. Hmm, let me think, it should have been a year ago? I don't remember very clearly, but that feeling was wonderful. The fresh organs were still twitching for a while after leaving the body, appearing lively and full of spirituality."
"Before I removed his heart, he was still alive, looking at me, his eyes full of terror. Yes, that's right, I didn't use any anesthetic. After all, anesthetic is also a popular commodity here, and I don't think he deserved to use such a thing."
She pointed to the heart at the far left of the shelf, which was much larger than the other organs and seemed a bit swollen from being soaked.
"Look, that's it."
In Euclid's space, Tang held the Sun Scepter, using 'Dimensional Reduction' to influence Liliana with the hypnotic extraordinary power of the Sun Scepter's Manipulator characteristics, while using a Euclid's space ability similar to 'Gate of Heaven' to browse the other party's history.
This kind of browsing consumed a lot of spirituality. Tang could only use hypnosis to assist while looking for the information he wanted to know.
Unexpectedly, yet also reasonably, this seemingly innocent and naive girl was originally a male.
Extraordinary individuals of the Witch pathway, after undergoing the sex change reaction caused by the Sequence Seven potion of this pathway, if they didn't receive proper psychological guidance, often experienced mental distortions and became abnormal. This was very common in Sequence Seven of the Witch pathway.
What's more, with Chick, that great pervert, constantly influencing lower-sequence Assassins, and influenced by the Primordial Witch, a higher-sequence evil god, Extraordinary individuals of this pathway who changed from male to female, even those who were self-taught Witches, had an exceptionally difficult time.
Tang found the part of Liliana's personal experience she had mentioned. Liliana's almost self-talk hadn't been complete, and the hypnotic influence of the Sun Scepter wasn't that deep. He wasn't an Extraordinary of the Spectator pathway after all, and influencing from a distance with the Sun Scepter was still somewhat difficult.
Moreover, the other party had deep hostility and disgust towards this memory. If he easily made her speak it out, the hypnosis would likely be broken the next moment.
This Miss Liliana hadn't had a relationship with that Constance man named Willibald after advancing to Sequence Seven and becoming a Witch.
Before that, before she advanced to Sequence Seven and became a woman, there were many such relationships, many such people.
Even Tang, with his rich experience and having lived through the information explosion era, couldn't help but be astonished, developing a strong aversion and psychological discomfort towards the father constantly mentioned by Liliana, that Colonel Bernstein.
"Next, hmm, let me think, there was also a merchant named Anis," her finger tapped a glass jar in the corner, "He was an excellent merchant, selling armor, weapons, spears, good prices, and the quality was also very good..."
"Marco was a blond man, he seemed a bit short, but very generous..."
"Aloys, I don't want to mention him. He was always so rough. My ears felt like they were being torn off at that time, about to detach from my body..."
Chattering, Liliana spoke faster and faster, looking at the shelf in front of her with intoxication, almost obsessively.
"Ah, of course, Father told me to take good care of them, and I did take very good care of them."
Tang rarely fell silent.
Damn it, he felt a bit murderous right now.
The beginning of all these things was the story of a battlefield orphan adopted by Whistlek Bernstein, who was only a captain at the time.
If the story ended there, it would just be a children's book about a kind-hearted soldier saving a battlefield orphan.
But when the boy grew to eight years old, still somewhat naive but with a future 'growth' that could be fully seen, everything changed.
Maintaining the relationship between the two through certain connections was a common method among nobles to tie their interests together.
Moreover, compared to using their own children, an orphan with no blood ties, who could only rely on them, was easier to control and didn't require any useless pity.
If one took the potion and advanced to Witch when gender recognition wasn't strong, perhaps it wouldn't lead to loss of control, and might even better digest the potion and master the power. But for an orphan whose body and mind had long been ravaged in various ways...
Tang felt that he should probably decide on his marionette.
His original intention was that if this Extraordinary of the Witch pathway had any bad intentions, he would turn the person into a marionette in advance.
But now, okay, target changed, couldn't wait a moment longer.
'Host...'
The System's voice made Tang suppress the fire in his heart.
He took a deep breath, then let it out.
"Don't get angry, don't get angry. This kind of scum, just kill them."
This wasn't some civilized society. Even if he was a colonel, who could he blame if he died on the battlefield?
(End of this chapter)