assistirfilmes Chapter 232: Willhelm's Words
Chapter 232: Willhelm's Words
Chapter 232: Willhelm's Words
Real World, Lowlands, Darkstar Household.
Within the dining hall, all twenty seats were filled. The dinner had been set. However, no one was eating.
Aria sat at the head of the table. She was the only one eating as the others sat in the silence.
It was unusual silence.
Her daughters and sons were staring at their full plates in silence. It looked like they were waiting for someone.
At that moment, the door of the dining hall opened.
Willhelm entered the room with the help of a walking cane. He looked sick and weak, as if he could barely stand on his own two feet.
One of the daughters helped him to sit down.
"Thank you, dear daughter." Willhelm put his butt on the chair and let the walking cane drop to the ground. "Eat, eat."
After those words, everyone grabbed their fork and knife and began to dig into the delicious meal.
"If you're planning to be late, please let us know in advance." Aria said, taking a sip of her wine. "You made our children wait."
"At least they have manners to wait." Willhelm said. "I see that your plate is half empty. You were too hungry to wait, perhaps?"
"I don't ruin my schedule for you." Aria said and put more food into her mouth. "I am busy, unlike you. You sleep, eat, shit, and repeat. Drop dead already, Willhelm."
The daughters and the sons looked uncomfortable.
It was common to hear this kind of argument from both parents, but it didn't make it any less uncomfortable.
"Unfortunately, my body is breaking apart. I don't have a spring in my step anymore." Willhelm said. "It's sad that I got poisoned. Don't you think so, Aria?"
"What're you implying?" Aria said with a chuckle. "That I poisoned you? You're lowlife, but you're my husband. Why would I do such a thing?"
"I never implied anything," Willhelm said. "However, without me, you would have complete control of this family. I fear for the future of my daughters and sons."
"I already am in control of this family." Aria said with a chuckle. "I am the sole breadmaker in his household. You're head of the family in nothing but name only."
"What wondrous things you've done with the family." Willhelm said. "You've made a few of our daughters run away. Remember Amella, do you?"
"A worthless daughter." Aria said and took a sip of the red wine.
She had the usual pink skin of someone from Monstrym. Half of the sons and half of the daughters had the same skin color. It was quite exotic and beautiful color.
Maybe, in this war, King Moriarty would fall.
'Please don't let him win.'
They prayed inwardly.
They hoped that both Imperial Order and Darkstar would fall in the war.
It didn't matter to them who won as long as it wasn't one of those two.
Aria's face had turned red. She was screaming inwardly and felt the blood boiling inside her.
'There's no way King Moriarty will ever lose. He has never lost a fight!'
Aria took deep breaths to relax himself. She started to feel better because she knew how
impossible it was to actually defeat him.
She felt extremely confident.
...
In a dark room with a computer screen radiating light, Moriarty drank from a can of soda, his
eyes focused intently on the screen in front of him.
It showed the page of Mortal Online forums. The dark web.
Crack!
He squeezed the can and threw it in a trash can across the room. It landed among the pile of
empty cans.
There were posts about the war. They were speculating about who would win the war.
There was also a poll.
At the top with an 88% chance of victory, Imperial Order was favored to win.
However, there was a heated conversation in the comment section. It was clear that not
everyone agreed with the prediction.
"Hah," Moriarty chuckled. "Everyone is mistaken. There's no such thing as war. This is just a
culling. It was about time for the Seven Ancient Guilds to perish." With a laugh, he closed the computer, and the room turned dark.