That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 251

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Chapter 251

The Prince of Sorsen and the Crown Prince of Briyang?

I turned my head in disbelief.

‘…!’

I took a sharp breath.

“Should we lock them up in the prison with those twin boys?”

“The altar preparations for the ritual aren’t finished yet, so keep them locked up together for now.”

“Yes, High Priest.”

Everyone except one High Priest referred to each other as ‘Priest.’ I could tell at a glance that they were different beings from the priests of the Spring Continent.

‘They must have the same roots as those heretics who sacrificed children in Bellus Territory back then.’

The heretics looked down at two young boys who had been dragged before me, or more precisely, before little Tulia who was still asleep. Both of them were also unconscious.

‘It’s Benjamin and Ferdinand.’

I frowned. Both their faces were a mess. Scratch marks, cuts, scrapes….

Their entire bodies were covered in bruises and their hair looked roughly cut by a blade, completely disheveled.

It seemed the kidnapping process hadn’t been smooth. I could tell without seeing the process just how much they had resisted.

But.

‘Only Klaus is missing.’

The common trait among all the kidnapped children was that they were all male protagonists from , but Klaus was nowhere to be found no matter where I looked.

I couldn’t understand it from the beginning.

“High Priest. This Benjamin fellow is just a worthless mistreated prince, so that’s understandable, but how did you manage to bring that Crown Prince here so easily?”

Just then, the topic I was curious about came up. The man called High Priest smiled leisurely.

“What method could it be? Of course the Grand Temple on that continent helped us.”

‘What?’

Those bastards who were fretting over even a scratch on Ferdinand’s finger were actually accomplices in the kidnapping?

“Besides, this Crown Prince is only a Crown Prince in name, and is quite hated by his stepmother the Empress. His father the Emperor also pays no attention to his son at all. So even when the Grand Temple called him out under the pretense of recuperation, no one cared at all.”

The priest chuckled wickedly.

“This worked out perfectly. Animus is truly helping us.”

“You could say that.”

The High Priest snorted briefly, checked the water clock, and said.

“We shall perform the ritual. Bring the successor.”

“Yes, High Priest.”

The priests took little Tulia who had been sleeping in the prison.

“Perfect. We’ll begin the ritual immediately.”

I had been feeling something strange all along.

‘Tulia keeps not opening her eyes.’

Ever since leaving Frazier Territory in Mother’s arms.

Despite all that chaos, Tulia hadn’t opened her eyes even once.

She wasn’t dead. Mother had fed me at regular intervals, and these fanatics had similarly poured porridge and such into Tulia’s mouth to feed her.

‘Did they use some drug to keep her asleep? But.’

If such a good drug existed….

‘Why don’t they use it on those guys?’

On the twins who were now groggily opening their eyes and charging like mad dogs the moment they saw Tulia being carried away by a priest.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of them shaking the iron bars as if to break them was desperate, hard to believe from children who had just woken up.

“Tulia! Tulia!”

Lisian’s voice rang out desperately.

“Give us Tulia back! Tulia!”

“If you touch my younger sibling, you’ll all die! You bastards!”

Leon Frazier in particular had completely rolled back his eyes and was barking like a rabid dog. Even the priests frowned at his vicious snarling.

“Since they’re the successor’s blood relatives, drugs don’t work well on them either… What should we do about them acting so wildly?”

“Leave them be. It’ll be over soon anyway.”

“It would have been convenient if they had easily fainted after taking drugs like that prince and Crown Prince… Tsk tsk.”

Despite this commotion, little Tulia still kept her eyes closed. A pale light lingered beneath her snow-white skin.

“But High Priest. Why does the successor keep not opening her eyes? We didn’t use any drugs… Could it be that Railan Hania got to her first….”

“That’s impossible.”

The High Priest spoke leisurely.

“This is proof that the power of the Sacred Tree Beta Crucis is moving smoothly.”

The priests’ eyes lit up. They reflexively looked up at the massive Sacred Tree that held a somewhat fishy mist.

“That’s why the successor can’t open her eyes like this. Otherwise, could we have smoothly called Railan Hania back to the Summer Continent?”

“High Priest. Eliminating all of the successor’s blood relatives was truly a wise choice.”

“Otherwise, the young successor wouldn’t have rolled into our hands so easily.”

“If she hadn’t been such a young successor, we couldn’t have manipulated her as we pleased, so it was naturally something that had to be done.”

‘…!’

My eyes widened.

‘So Mother’s sisters all suddenly dying was these bastards’ doing!’

Purely to get the young successor, little Tulia, into their hands to steal the Sacred Tree’s power.

Little Tulia’s body and my consciousness were completely separated.

I wanted to turn this High Priest’s eyes into mush, but since my body wouldn’t move, I could only imagine throwing internal punches when.

I felt like my soul truly stopped.

Because they forcibly opened little Tulia’s closed eyes and carved a pattern onto those light green pupils.

I remembered this pattern all too clearly.

A star pattern.

It was the exact same pattern that had been on the heads of those crazy believers who worshipped their own god called ‘Animus’!

“Brother! Tulia! No!”

“Don’t touch Leon! Tulia! Don’t!”

I urgently turned around. Lisian and Leon had been dragged over at some point.

The priests forcibly opened the eyes of the two who were struggling frantically while bound. The same pattern was carved into their wide-open pupils.

Lisian, Leon.

Ferdinand and Benjamin were the same.

Strange star patterns were stamped into each of their eyes. The patterns carved into their pupils writhed like poison dissolved in water.

The twins who had been raging as if they would bite through the iron bars collapsed and fainted right after that.

“What you see with your eyes is the most important thing. No matter how great a bloodline these brats have, no matter what power they possess. In the end, they’ll think everything they’ve seen so far was just part of a nightmare.”

“So they’ll slowly forget the truth. Until our great work is completed.”

“Right. Our Saint needs a lot of time to succeed in complete replication.”

The High Priest smiled with satisfaction, then contorted his brow.

“By the way, Beta Crucis’s barrier still hasn’t completely collapsed. Haven’t you captured that Wolf King’s descendant yet?”

“No. We just succeeded in capturing him and are bringing him here. However….”

“However?”

At the same time the High Priest asked back, his pupils dilated.

“Aaah!”

“Grrrowl!”

“High Priest! Protect the High Priest!”

The priests were in complete panic. I could only blink blankly as well.

‘Klaus…!’

Young Klaus had burst in instantly and was biting the High Priest. With his black pupils vertically slit like a wolf’s, he didn’t look normal.

“Catch him! Catch him!”

Klaus attacked the High Priest like a mad wolf, and the High Priest could only escape from him after one of his arms was completely mangled.

The High Priest who had barely managed to capture Klaus glared at him and shouted through gritted teeth.

“Right now, finish the ritual right now!”

“Grrrowl!”

Klaus struggled frantically, but he too had the same star carved in his pupils. The one difference was that he didn’t lose consciousness.

“High Priest!”

Thanks to the Priests’ screams, I was able to understand why Klaus didn’t lose consciousness unlike the other Male Leads.

Klaus was a descendant of the Wolf King. And this place was the Summer Continent, sharing the same land as the Lupinus Kingdom.

So it seemed the protection magic that guarded the Wolf King’s bloodline hadn’t disappeared.

The High Priest, who had struggled for a long time, shouted angrily.

“Descendant of the Wolf King my ass! He’s nothing more than a mutt’s bloodline! Perform the final ritual!”

“Yes!”

Finally, the Priests rushed at little Tulia and pricked her finger with something sharp.

Red drops of blood fell drop by drop. The Priests caught the fresh blood and forced it down the throats of the unconscious boys and Klaus, who continued to struggle relentlessly.

Klaus managed to crush several Priests’ hands in the process, but eventually ended up consuming my blood.

Klaus, who had been convulsing as if having a seizure, slowly collapsed.

That sight reminded me of him dying after being attacked by that pink-haired monster woman, making my heart sink.

‘Klaus…’

I steeled myself. There was no time to be shocked. This was the scene and opportunity that Klaus had risked his life to pass on to me.

Just then.

The sound of something collapsing came from outside along with shouting.

“Lady Railan! Lady Railan!”

“Find and protect the successor! Protect all of Lady Railan’s bloodline too!”

“It seems the secret has leaked to the Hania Tribe.”

The High Priest smiled peacefully. Rather, with a delighted expression, he lifted sleeping Tulia who had been lying on the altar and held her in his arms.

Crash, the door breaking.

I could immediately tell that those pouring in with determined expressions were the Hania Tribe.

“Yes. That reverence. That awe!”

The High Priest moved forward with an ecstatic expression, his back to the Hania Tribe.

“What my Saint, what our God should rightfully possess!”

Where he stopped, a pink-haired woman wrapped tightly in blood-red bandages like a mummy lay sleeping.

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