sacrificial head

Hellisn'totherpeople.Hellisyourself.

Others are not hell.You yourself are hell.

— Wittgenstein

Ben can no longer remember that this is the dozens of people he has killed.

He just hummed a little tune that he didn't care about, and he always put the corpse's right hand in a "scissors" posture next to the corpse's face, and then a big smile was cut out on both sides of the bloody corpse's face, and his eyes were wide open. To cut two beautiful arcs, an exaggerated smiling face that should look funny is even more terrifying and terrifying because of the bloody appearance.

Ben didn't seem to be very satisfied with his new work. Behind the mask, his lake-blue eyes darkened. Then he dug out the heart of the corpse and placed it on his left hand. The left hand was neatly placed on the chest cavity, with the bright red heart in his palm.

Then he picked a red rose from the garden outside his door and gently put it into the vacated chest of his heart.

So-so is a better work.

Then he gently placed the carefully prepared work on the street, knelt down on one knee and raised the hand of the work, and left without hesitation after a gentleman's kiss.

The silver moonlight fell on his black suit, and his slim figure under the slim suit looked like Apollo in Greek mythology.

If they could see the face behind the cold silver mask, people would definitely call him Apollo, instead of thinking he was Ares because of the chilling evil spirit.

But he is indeed Ares, not for good or evil, but only for himself.

Ben hummed a tune, walking slowly step by step, his figure gradually disappearing into the mist.

(the next day)

"Oh, good morning, my angel, Betty!" said Earl Peter, bending down to give his dear little angel a gentlemanly bow.

Earl Peter was tall and thin, wearing half gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and a thin golden chain was attached to the glasses and extended to behind Peter's ears.He was young and handsome, and Betty always liked to have breakfast with him.

But today Betty seemed very impatient, she just nodded to Earl Peter and left in a hurry.Her delicate permed hair was tied behind her ear by a blue clip, inlaid with a beautiful sapphire, as beautiful as her blue eyes.

It was Betty's favorite hairpin, and it was given to her by the Duke of Ryanstedt's son, Viscount Ryanstedering.

Betty always thought she would be Mrs. Durling.

The Duke of Kent sent a banquet invitation to the Ryanste family, and today, Kent Castle will welcome the arrival of the Ryanste family.

"But father is still doing his damn job! It's disgusting!" Betty's light-colored brows were slightly frowned, and if she said this to her nanny, she would be shocked, and she held her chest and shouted God.

Betty bit her lips impatiently, and stomped her delicate high-heeled feet as if to vent her anger. Then she turned her head and looked around to see that no one saw her. Then she straightened her dress and walked to her father's office. The butler stood at the door and turned to Betty. She bent down: "Miss wants to go in and find the Duke."

"Yes, did father encounter any trouble?" Betty forced a smile.

The butler still stood in front of Betty and smiled, "The Duke received a letter from the Queen this morning."

Betty could only smile at the butler when she heard the letter from the queen: "It seems that father is really busy, I have to go to the study, goodbye, butler Med."

"Miss Betty is God's favorite. Look at her eyes that are as dazzling as sapphires. Oh God, I hope that terrible demon Ben never finds out and hurts her."

The butler watched Betty's disappearing figure and prayed, then opened the door and went in to report to the Duke.

"Is Betty here?"

"Yes, sir. But the lady is gone."

The Duke also has the same blue eyes as Betty, but the blue has turned into a deeper blue after years. He still looks handsome, and the years have made him more mature and stable.

"The queen asked me to capture the demon Ben. This is really a good job." The Duke frowned, and couldn't help touching the golden fountain pen in his hand.

"Perhaps we should greet the Duke of Ryanstead and his handsome viscount well."

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The first long article!The number of words is not uniform, some may be long and some may be short!sorry! (bow)

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