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On the way to the palace, the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was a deep blue. Passionate citizens gathered along the road, with sincere smiles on their faces, waving enthusiastically at Mario, Luigi, and Princess Peach to express their respect and admiration. The sunlight bathed the entire road in a warm and joyful atmosphere, but the subtle changes within were only felt by the three main characters.
Princess Peach walked gracefully at the front, every movement exuding the nobility and elegance of royalty. She slightly bowed, elegantly waving to the citizens, her smile like a spring flower, warm and charming. However, beneath her gentle smile, she muttered quietly, "A bunch of trash, truly despicable."
Mario and Luigi walked alongside the princess, waving friendly to the citizens with a professional and perfunctory smile on their faces. Although their smiles did not reach the warmth of the princess, they fully demonstrated their friendliness and affability as heroes of the Mushroom Kingdom. However, like the princess, they were also filled with impatience and irritability, but they were better at concealing their true emotions than the princess.
As they approached the palace, the surrounding cheers became deafening, and the citizens' enthusiasm seemed to push them to a higher peak of falsehood. Mario's smile gradually stiffened, and his hand unconsciously accelerated the waving speed, as if he wanted to quickly pass through this path full of hypocrisy. Luigi, on the other hand, occasionally observed Princess Peach from the corner of his eye, sensing the princess's displeasure but unable to offer any help.
They finally arrived at the entrance of the palace. The tall palace doors slowly opened before them, as if lifting the burden in their hearts, allowing them to temporarily escape from the false smiles and cheers. They entered the palace, and the doors behind them slowly closed, isolating them from the outside world. Deep within the palace, they may face more unknowns and challenges, but at least they could temporarily set aside those fake smiles and let their true selves breathe for a moment.
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Princess Peach Stepping into the luxurious hall of the palace, her mood was clearly not pleasant. She fiercely stomped on the floor, the sound echoing in the quiet hall, sending a chill through the attending guards. Then, she made a smoking gesture and impatiently said, "Damn it, I need one now." Toad Immediately, a respectful attendant handed her a cigarette and quickly lit it for her, his movements skilled and polite.
Mario and Luigi, impatiently, also asked for cigarettes when they saw them. Each of them lit the cigarette butt, took a deep puff, and gradually changed their expression from impatience to excitement. The smoke slowly dispersed in the air, just like the pressure and contradictions in their hearts.
However, this temporary relaxation did not last long. Mario suddenly kicked Toad aside and said coldly, "Fool, well done." This unexpected action did not surprise Luigi and Peach. Toad was not angry, but rather seemed quite happy, as if Mario's kick was a kind of reward for him, making him feel very honored.
Toad struggled to stand up, a satisfied and admiring smile on his face, his eyes filled with admiration and contentment for Mario, seemingly feeling the utmost honor to serve these "heroes," even if it meant enduring kicks and punches.
Princess Peach impatiently watched it all, a hint of a cold smile on her lips. This kingdom, these people, were deeply entangled in their own hypocrisy and arrogance, unable to free themselves. And she was just a part of this false world, forced to play the roles expected of her.
The smoke continued to drift in the air, and the relationship between them became more subtle and contradictory. This palace is not only a symbol of power, but also a symbol of the darkness and corruption in their hearts. In the depths of this palace, no one knows what might happen.
With the slow footsteps of the three, a cold and oppressive atmosphere seemed to flow through the hall of the palace. They walked towards the seats in the palace, sitting down casually, each movement revealing an unusual arrogance and indifference. The magnificent decorations of the palace seemed so insignificant before them, as if all the luxury could not conceal the indifference and emptiness in their hearts.
Princess Peach sat in the middle of the palace, every movement filled with royal elegance and nobility. She slowly smoked, the smoke rings rising and dissipating around her, as if even the smoke dared not disturb her mood. Toad obediently lay on the ground, his eyes filled with respect and admiration, not daring to show any resistance or discontent even in such a humiliating situation.
As Princess Peach finished her last puff of smoke, she seemed impatient. Without looking for an ashtray, she extinguished the unfinished cigarette on Toad's body. As the cigarette was put out, a strong smell of smoke rose from Toad's body, leaving a clear burn mark on his skin. The pain made him flinch, but he insisted on not making a sound, even showing a hint of satisfaction and contentment on his face.
Mario and Luigi sat on either side of the princess, watching the scene before them with a sly smile on their faces. They seemed to find Toad's appearance quite amusing, as if the sight brought them a great deal of amusement. They exchanged a glance, silently sharing the pleasure of this mischievous prank.
Mario casually patted Luigi on the shoulder, their smiles hinting at their mockery and ridicule of Toad. They disregarded Toad's suffering, simply indulging in this somewhat malicious pleasure. To them, Toad was nothing more than a pitiful clown, existing only to provide them with a bit of amusement in this dull moment.
Princess Peach revealed a hint of a cold smile at the corner of her mouth, as if she enjoyed the feeling of being in control of everything, enjoying her supreme position in the palace. She looked at Toad in front of her, as if she were looking at a pitiful and insignificant ant.
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