[Comprehensive master fate] On how to become a zombie king that everyone loves

"I guessed right, you are waiting for me here." Five years have passed, and the Pianpian boy has grown into a refined and elegant man, and it is not at all obvious that he is the murderer who committed the genocide.

"Kurolo..." Perhaps because he finally realized Kurolo's true face, Yelan felt for the first time that the darkness in his eyes was so pure without a trace of light.

"I know what you want to ask me, is it about the Kuluta tribe?"

Ye Lan looked at him quietly, waiting for his explanation.

"Actually, there's nothing to say, I just want their eyes, so I killed them all and then gouged out their eyes..." Kuroro said lightly, as if he didn't destroy a nation, It's like trampling a few ants to death, "But do you know why I don't hesitate to do this to get red eyes?"

Yelan suddenly had an ominous premonition, he felt that he shouldn't continue listening, but he still couldn't help asking: "Isn't it because the seven beauties are very valuable?"

"It's true that it's worth money, but if I want money, wouldn't it be easier for me to just grab the money, gold, silver and jewelry?"

"......why?"

"Because of you, Yelan." Kuroro gave an evil smile.

"because I?"

"Yes, because your eyes have always made me feel so beautiful, I really want them, I want to dig them out and keep them with me... But, there is no way, I can't beat Edmund I will attack you, so I can only find a substitute."

"Because you want to find a substitute for me...you wiped out the entire Kuluta tribe?!" Suddenly, Ye Lan felt that there was a heavy, heavy thing on his body, which made him panting I can't breathe.

That thing has a name, and it's called guilt.

"No, it can't be called a substitute... I found out that those red eyes are really overrated, and they can't even be called a substitute for your eyes, so I'm coming back to see you, come back and take them A true 'flaming eye'."

"...you want my eyes?"

"Yes, I know you are strong, but please don't resist, don't struggle, what if you accidentally scratch your eye during the battle?"

In Kuroro's eyes, Yelan is no longer alone, but just a container containing the pair of eyes.

Kuroro slowly approached Ye Lan, who wanted to run away and resist, but finally endured it all.

If you want it, give it to him... This way there should be no more innocent victims...

Ye Lan clearly felt the slender fingers roughly inserting into his eye sockets, pulling muscles and tearing nerves, but he didn't feel any pain.

What hurts?

A mere pair of eyes, how can it compare to the pain of the last ethnic group being massacred under extreme despair and fear?

Kuroro got what he wanted, put the eyeballs into the storage container he had prepared earlier, and said goodbye to Yelan happily: "Farewell, the 'former' owner of the beautiful eyes."

Edmund kept watching, once, twice, three times, but he couldn't intervene.

He also found Yelan's spiritual body on the side, as if masturbating himself, facing the scene played in a loop with his empty eye sockets open, no matter how much he shouted, he seemed to be unable to hear, without feeling anything.

Ten times, a hundred times, finally there was a change, and some painful memories of Yelan's past flashed intermittently; neither could wake Yelan up, nor did he want to peek at other people's privacy when he was unconscious, so he quit Yelan Lan's dream.

As soon as he returned to reality, he realized——Ye Lan! Unexpectedly! He had a high fever!

Yelan had told Edmund about her real body, so Edmund immediately understood the real reason for Yelan's fever.

Yelan won't get sick because of her strong strength or her status as a zombie. However, it has been proved in medicine that a good mood can promote the recovery of patients, and conversely, a bad psychology can also lead to physical lesions in the human body.

Heart disease needs to be healed with heart medicine. No matter how many antipyretics Edmund gave Yelan and tried several ways to lower Yelan's temperature, he still sank into the torment of high fever in a daze.

in a dream.

Ye Lan found himself in an unknown grove, surrounded by raging fire, with a dozen comatose people.

He hurriedly carried everyone away from the flames, confirmed that they were not seriously injured, and then patted one of them on the face to wake him up: "Wake up! Sir, wake up!"

Ye Lan yelled several times, and the person who was sleeping on his lap finally moved, his eyelids trembled, and he seemed to be about to wake up: "Great! Sir, you know this place..."

In the middle of speaking, Ye Lan was frightened.

The man opened his eyes, but there were only two terrifying pitch-black holes, from which slowly flowed black and red tears of blood: "Give it back to me~Give it back to me!!!"

As if they heard the mournful cry of their companions, the rest of them also "woke up", with their dark and hollow eye sockets, crying mournfully: "Give it back to me...Give it back to me!!!"

Ye Lan was immediately surrounded, and the lonely souls who had lost their eyes stretched out their sharp claws and grabbed his eyes desperately: "It's all you...it's all you! It's all your fault!! !"

Yelan dodged in a panic, and immediately fled, but no matter where he ran, the ghosts could find his position, and then rushed forward, continuing to use their piercing screams to defeat Yelan's defenses.

"Ahhhhh! Unforgivable, unforgivable!!!"

"Give us back the eyes! Give us back!"

Suddenly, Ye Lan couldn't see. His eyes were open, but it was pitch black. There were only bursts of wailing and he continued to pierce his eardrum.

"It was you! You killed us!"

"You took our eyes out!"

"It's you! It's all you!"

Ye Lan squatted on the ground in a slump, covering her ears to escape: "No...don't say any more...don't say any more..."

"it was all your fault!"

"You are the sinner who wiped out the Kuluta clan!"

"Cutting out the eyes, the heinous sinner!"

"No! No! Don't say any more!" Yelan sat up from the bed suddenly, sweating profusely.

"Finally woke up, it seems that you had a nightmare like hell." A familiar voice sounded not far away.

"Ai, Edmund? Where are you...I can't see you..." Ye Lan's hands were dangling in the air, trying to grab something to give herself a sense of security.

"Huh! The little devil's eyeballs were taken away, of course you can't see it!" With such irony in his mouth, he still went to the bed and held Yelan's hand, "Don't move around, you will fall off the bed gone."

"Sorry to worry you..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Edmond?" Ye Lan was puzzled, she could only judge the position of her Servant with her voice, and turned her head to look.

"Don't ask yourself, but apologize first?! Don't you really have no resentment in your heart?!"

Edmund couldn't help but be angry. In the past few days, he witnessed the slow decline of the snow lotus blooming in the black mud. It was no longer the shiny and snowy white he liked, but turned into a sad and disastrous gray.

Is the last glimmer of hope in despair disappearing?

"Resentment, how could there be no... But I also know that if I do it all over again, I will still choose the current choice."

"...Is that little ghost really that important to you?"

"No, it's not for Kuroro, it should be regarded as atonement...Since the Kuluta tribe was brutally murdered because of me, then I should experience the same pain as them."

"Hahahahahaha!" Edmund laughed and burst into tears, "That's why I say you are stupid! You are so stupid!"

"This is just self-harm to achieve self-satisfaction, not atonement! No one can atone for the dead!"

Ye Lan was silent.

After a long time, he sighed: "Edmund, why do you need to pierce... Let me use this to comfort myself..."

"I can't bear it, that's what a nation owns—not just those who were slaughtered, their memories, inheritance, their descendants, and the future, all are reduced to ashes... In a few years, I guess No one will remember them, and the Kuluta people can only write a piece of emotionless text in the history books, and readers will sigh for them, but no one will really cry for them."

"I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me... What's the difference between indirect and direct? After all, it's because of me, and the Kuluta clan doesn't exist." Ye Lan covered her face with her hands, silently sobbing.

Since Edmund wanted Ye Lan to face the cruel reality, he naturally prepared a countermeasure: "There is another way."

"What?" Ye Lan just raised her head, and felt herself being embraced in a generous embrace.

"There is no atonement for the dead, but there is one last thing you can do for the Kuluta tribe—find their eyes, bring them to the Hui tribe for burial, and let their souls rest in peace."

"Find the eyes...?"

"During the few days when you were in a coma, I focused on the movements of the Phantom Troupe and Red Eye. The former was nowhere to be found, but there was news about the latter—in recent days, dozens of complete pairs suddenly appeared on the black market. The fiery red eyes are snapped up by all major human body collectors."

"Really...I still have something to do for them..." As Edmund expected, he successfully diverted Yelan's attention.

"Then let's go, I don't want to stay in Meteor Street anymore..." After this incident, Yelan felt that she might not be able to face the children in Meteor Street with a normal heart.

He was afraid, afraid that the next Kuroro would appear; Yelan could no longer believe the children raised in the harsh environment of Meteor Street.

"Before you go, heal your own eyes first, Master, I've seen countless demons and ghosts, and I panicked just looking at it."

It is very difficult for a person who is not born blind to cheer up in the complete darkness where he cannot see, especially this is the best proof to remind Yelan Kurollo of his betrayal.

"No, this..." Ye Lan touched her empty eye sockets, "...that's it; you don't need to replace it with mental power, just like other blind people, use other senses to make up for it, and then you can become a blind person. The value of vigilance."

"Ma..." Edmund just couldn't see his meaningless self-sacrifice, which made him feel bored and anxious.

"Dear man, you will protect me when there is danger, won't you?"

Edmund had mixed feelings in his heart.

Indeed, he often taunted Ye Lan with sarcasm and asked him to do things like a housekeeper as a fighting hero, but they were all leisurely complaints in a stable life, and he didn't want to get back his original job in this way at all. .

"Edmond, thank you for being with me, and..." As if feeling something in her heart, Ye Lan pinpointed Edmund's location, and smiled after a long absence, "Your hug is very sweet." Warm, nothing like a vengeful ghost from hell."

"...Oh, talkative."