144: Chapter 45 Curse·Love·Heart_3 144: Chapter 45 Curse·Love·Heart_3 Shiyu Lianyi aimed at the enemy’s eyes in midair and fired two shots, but every bullet was deflected by the mechanized arm of the skeletal figure.
Both landed simultaneously, just inches apart; the young man in the suit was the first to reach out, not to attack but to place his index finger on the skeletal figure’s mechanized arm!
“One minute of stabbing pain as the price.”
He smiled lightly and blinked, the scales half-gold, half-gray, tilting behind him.
The skeletal figure suddenly remembered the various bizarre attacks he’d previously experienced and felt a bad premonition!
He decisively gave up this perfect opportunity to attack, trying to shake off the young man’s touch—
But at that very moment, the man in the suit burst out with a speed far beyond his expectations!
Shiyu Lianyi pushed off the ground with one foot, his lean body leaping up like a cheetah.
He had purposely chosen to attack with a pistol, only showing slightly above-human skill, just to lead the skeletal figure to miscalculate.
And the wrong impression gained from the fighting style had now determined the outcome of this moment!
Shiyu Lianyi cut in front of the masked man; he covered the skeletal figure’s face with his left hand, forcefully crushed the skull mask in his palm!
The conditions were met again, and the unfinished deal continued!
“In return, one minute to transfer the scars on my torso.”
It was not a reproduction but a transfer.
The reproduction was just a few insignificant scars out of the countless ones, but the transfer encompassed all the scars on the torso.
The scale tilted toward the gray side, and the numerous scars hidden beneath Shiyu Lianyi’s suit vanished in an instant; at the same time, the skeletal figure let out an inhuman scream!
His robust body convulsively writhed, rolling on the ground like a madman in a frenzy.
Piercing, slashing, burning, corroding…
every type of harm imaginable to humans appeared on the skeletal figure at that moment.
His face twisted like a demon, his body wretched, hardly resembling human form!
Shiyu Lianyi looked down at the man, his eyes devoid of emotion.
Curses are techniques born from malice, the means of the unfortunate, the tainted, the despised, a vicious ritual of imparting pain onto others.
All this was pain he himself had once suffered.
The horrific scene in the hall was like hell on earth, and no one would think this was a “just” revenge.
Compared to the masterpieces of the Shiyu Research Institute, even the skeletal figure seemed like a gallant warrior.
He tried his best to restrain himself, not to think about the girl who was watching nearby.
He raised the gun barrel, preparing to fire the last bullet.
Shiyu Lianyi did not lower his handgun.
“I have killed many people, Kardesia.”
The girl grabbed his wrist, unyielding.
Shiyu Lianyi silently sighed and lowered his handgun.
The white shadow behind him vanished along with the scales, and no new scars appeared on the skeletal figure—the horrific wounds returned to the body of the Impermanence Law Enforcer.
The skeletal figure’s mask had been crushed earlier, and beneath the pale fragments, his face was revealed.
Not a piece of flesh remained unmarred on the man’s face, a ghastly sight that could make children cry out.
He kept his eyes wide open, unwilling to close them.
He ignored the youth who had defeated him and stared at the blonde lady beside him.
“I didn’t lose to you…”
The skeletal figure’s voice was exceedingly weak, it was a miracle he could speak at all after such brutal injuries.
Kardesia removed her hat, looking down at the man who was barely hanging on to life.
“Yes, the Red Lion lost to you.”
She embraced the silent young man beside her, her refreshing smile blooming under the equally astonished gazes of the two men.
“But, Kardesia doesn’t care about such trivialities!”
The girl put on her hat, and without giving the skeletal figure another glance.
She grasped the young man’s collar, dragging him out of the dark building.
The afternoon had passed in a chaotic battle, and evening was approaching.
The soon-to-set sun sprayed its light on them, no longer so dazzling.
Kardesia dragged the young man in the suit in front of the sports car.
She put her hands on her hips and sharply demanded, “Can you talk now?”
Shiyu Lianyi lowered his gaze.
He softly recounted his past.
About the research facility on a remote island, about the inhumane experiments conducted there, about a child chosen as an experimental subject.
About the scars on his body, about his venomous abilities, about the bloodstains his hands had acquired.
Confessing his past took more time than he had anticipated, even the compensatory period for his inability to act had passed.
Kardesia did not interrupt, she listened intently throughout.
“…This is the real Shiyu Lianyi.”
He finished speaking, his eyes fixed on the ground beneath his feet.
He dared not lift his head to see the girl’s expression.
Shiyu Lianyi looked up in surprise.
The blonde girl stood with her arms crossed, her face showing no particular intent, as if she was simply urging him to continue what he hadn’t finished saying.
Kardesia’s expression finally changed, it didn’t seem to be disgust, nor fear.
She looked very angry.
“You haven’t finished!” Her roar dizzied the young man, as if a lion was ferociously roaring, “Why did you say it was just a joke this morning, at the end!!!”
The young man in the suit opened his mouth but couldn’t speak.
He had imagined countless responses, but such a question was entirely unexpected.
Shiyu Lianyi, unprepared and as hastily as in the morning, replied, “I thought…
I felt I didn’t deserve…
I was worried you would…”
Kardesia worked her wrists, squeezing a few words through clenched teeth.
He unconsciously complied.
There was a dull thud, and a fiery pain shot through his jaw; stars literally burst through his mind.
Kardesia had thrown an uppercut!
“—Who would hate you for something like that, idiot!!”
He was utterly confused, and it took him a while to open his eyes, as Kardesia’s beautiful face drew closer.
She hugged the young man tightly, lightly kissing his lips.
Shiyu Lianyi trembled as he raised his hand, placing the ugly back of his hand against the girl’s back.
He had never been so bewildered, nor so blissful.
He carefully crafted an invisible bridge, connecting two hearts together.
They embraced each other, no longer separate.
In the distance, a blue-haired woman dressed in hunting attire put down her binoculars.
She twisted her mouth mockingly, intending to make her usual cutting remarks.
But somehow, when the words reached her lips, she couldn’t utter them.
Shiyu Ling turned away, disappearing into the shadows, leaving only a bland statement to drift with the wind.
“May you find happiness.”