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At that moment, the man resembling a butler appeared before them again, interrupting their conversation.
"Sir, it's time for your medication." He handed a pill and a glass of water to Mr. Kledinska.
Mr. Kledinska placed the pill in his mouth and took a sip of water. The pill seemed difficult to swallow, and his expression while drinking water to help swallow it was somewhat pained.
After a long while, he finally returned to normal and slowly began to recount a story to Qiluo Ling. The story he told differed from the information in the Council of Colleagues' records in that the ending was different.
At that time, after German Nazi Officer Heinrich committed suicide, flames suddenly erupted from his body, and the fire quickly spread, engulfing his corpse in roaring flames. Then they could only hear his soul screaming in agony amidst the fire.
A voice from the demon echoed throughout the dilapidated church.
"I am the demon; I have come to judge you. To judge your defiance and sinful actions during your life. Because you killed mercilessly and committed numerous evils in your lifetime, I will roast your soul in the great fire for seven days, casting you into the deepest hell, where you will be tormented forever and repent eternally in hell."
The pain and torment of being scorched by the flames were almost unbearable for any soul, including Heinrich's. In the fire, he grew weaker and gradually felt himself fading away like smoke.
Thus, Heinrich's soul desperately begged for mercy, hoping to gain forgiveness from the demon.
"I beg you, just let this pain and torment stop; I will do anything you ask." Heinrich's voice pleaded desperately.
"Really?" The demon raised its voice, seemingly moved.
"Of course. I swear it in the name of my Renault Family."
"Very well, I can spare you from suffering and prevent you from going to hell, but you must agree to do one thing."
"I am willing to do whatever it takes."
"I want to take your soul for my own use."
"May I ask what you intend to do with my soul?"
"I hope your soul can serve as an envoy of Demonic Music."
“Demonic Music? Is that the piece I heard called Devil's Sorrow?”
“Yes. When you hear Demonic Music, you are already dead, but Devil's Sorrow will not disappear from this world; it will endure throughout humanity. The inheritors of Demonic Music will pass this piece down from generation to generation. Therefore, I hope you can become an envoy of Demonic Music.”
“I am willing.”
“Not just you; I want your descendants to also be envoys of Demonic Music, to convey its message and protect its inheritors. Of course, I will also allow your descendants to enjoy the riches and glory of this world, ensuring that your family enjoys wealth, status, and beauty for generations. However, in exchange, your souls after death will not go to heaven or hell but will be used by me. This is not aimed at everyone; only those chosen by me will become envoys of Demonic Music.”
“Then where exactly are our souls?”
“Your souls drift in a different dimension, existing between the world of the living and the afterlife. You exist solely for the inheritor of Demonic Music, meaning only they can see you.”
“Am I dead or alive?”
“Does it make a difference? This war will soon come to an end, and even if you live in this world, you cannot escape the judgment of justice. Then your soul will be cast into Eighteen Layers of Hell. Right now, your soul remains in this different dimension, allowing you to witness the end of this war without facing judgment, and you can survive in this world for a long time in this way.”
“This mode of existence seems absurd.”
“Yes, two paths lie before you. I will not force you; you are free to make any choice.”
“You mentioned surviving in this world for a long time; what does that mean?”
“Every beginning must have an end. When you complete your mission, you will vanish from this absurd world. Then someone from your family will be chosen as the next envoy of Demonic Music when they are born. After they die, their soul will also become an envoy of Demonic Music.”
“Alright, I am willing. However, how do I find that inheritor of Demonic Music among the vast sea of people?”
“The mark of the inheritor of Demonic Music is a Butterfly Birthmark on their right upper arm. After we sign this contract, an i-shaped birthmark will appear on the same spot on your right upper arm. From then on, every selected envoy of Demonic Music born into your family will bear this mark.”
......
Qiluo Ling suddenly remembered that the last time the envoy of Demonic Music appeared was when she came to Shanghai, and he had not appeared since. Could it mean he had completed his mission and his soul had vanished?
“This is our family's destined fate, an unchangeable destiny,” Mr. Kledinska said sorrowfully.
“Is it your turn next, Heinrich?” Qiluo Ling looked at him.
“Yes.”
“I want to see your birthmark,” Qiluo Ling said.
Mr. Kledinska rolled up his sleeve, revealing the birthmark on his upper right arm.
“Please take a good look at this birthmark.”
Qiluo Ling carefully examined the mark.
Like the one on her own upper arm, he had a birthmark shaped like an "i" on the same part of his body. It resembled a sharp weapon, its length almost covering the entire upper right arm.
That "i" was more of a scar than a birthmark, as it was noticeably raised compared to the normal skin, with a bluish color. It seemed like a symbol of some mysterious organization, appearing exceptionally sinister.
“This birthmark looks like a brand.”
“Yes, it is the mark left by Demonic Fire Judgment.”
“Why is it in the shape of this letter 'i'?”
“To be precise, it is not the letter 'i' from the English alphabet but the first letter of the word for demon in Ancient Hebrew.”
“Oh. However,” Qiluo Ling frowned, “how can I verify that what you say is true and not false? Although I have experienced many absurd things, I still maintain a skeptical attitude towards others.”
Mr. Kledinska smiled slightly and gently pressed a button on his wheelchair, which emitted a crisp ticking sound.
A man resembling a butler approached again, holding a wooden box and handing it to him.
It was an antique wooden box with a crimson lacquered surface, adorned with several intersecting diamonds that resembled a divine pattern.
“I have preserved the Devil's Contract here. You can take a look.”
He opened the wooden box and handed her a roll of white, soft parchment. There is a bright red five-pointed star in the upper left corner of the parchment, and a bright moon pattern in the lower right corner. There was text in the middle, but she didn't know what the text was, let alone what was written on it. Kreidinska seemed to see her embarrassment and smiled and said: "This is Ancient Hebrew, Old Testament is written by Ancient Hebrew, so Demon Contract is also written by Ancient Hebrew. I can translate it for you." He took the parchment over again and translated it into English. "The devil is willing to provide the entire Renault family with all the wealth, power and power in the world, and help them obtain a noble status, relieve their worries, have fun, and obtain everything they need; but Renault Family The person designated by the devil must die After giving the soul to the devil, the soul belongs to the devil and becomes the messenger of Demonic Music. This contract is powerful and effective. If Renault Family violates the contract, the devil has the power to take away everything given, and also take away everything from the family. Human life. The person who signed the contract: the devil Heinrich" After Kreidinska finished reading, Qiluo Ling fell silent. Then she looked around at the splendid mansions and the large number of expensive art exhibits, and said, "All the wealth and status you have were secretly given by the devil to fulfill the contract?" "Yes, I am a jewelry merchant. My career has always been smooth sailing, and I have a lot of money. Almost everything I want to do comes true. Not only that, I also gain respect and recognition from the industry, and have a prominent social status. " "Since the devil is like this. Favoring you, why are you sitting in a wheelchair? According to the spirit of the contract, the devil should protect you and protect you from harm in the world." Mr. Kledinska smiled bitterly: "The reason why I am sitting in a wheelchair is because I am trying to "Broken contract, the punishment for betrayal." "Oh, what do you mean?" "When I was in my twenties, I was young, indifferent and aloof, and I didn't believe that there was such a thing as Demon Contract in this world. Before, I even tried to remove the birthmark on my right arm. I found a tattoo artist and wanted to cover it with a new pattern, but when I woke up the next day, the birthmark would be back to its original shape. I hated the so-called Demon Contract, so on a full moon night, I stole the contract behind the back of the rest of the family and was about to destroy it, but at this moment, my foot slipped. Then he rolled down the cliff, and his legs have been paralyzed since then. ""Maybe it was an accident?" "No, it was not an accident, because when I rolled down the cliff, I heard my uncle's voice, an old and sad voice. "What did he say?" "He said, children, everything we get in this world has to be paid for. Commitment is above all else, so we must have the spirit of contract and cannot tear up the Demon Contract, otherwise you will get endless results. The pain and regret." The two fell into silence again.
"How did you find out about my whereabouts?" Qiluo Ling asked after a long pause.
"For more than half a century, I have been secretly collecting information about Demonic Music, including your information. Only three people in my family know about this secret, and now only I remain, as the other two have passed away. I have kept my mouth shut and never mentioned anything about Demonic Music to outsiders."
"Since that's the case, you just need to fulfill your promise after you die. Why do you need to find me and tell me these secrets?" Qiluo Ling looked at him in confusion.
"First, I want to extend my hospitality. This is your first time in Warsaw, and I hope you can stay at my villa. Second, I am curious to see what the inheritor of Devil's Music looks like after my death."
"Oh, I'm sorry; I might disappoint you. I've already booked a hotel. I'm not used to bothering others, so I appreciate your kindness, but I'm afraid I can't accept."
"I generally don't like to force people, so since you've made your decision, I respect it. However..."
"However, what?"
"However, I want to remind you..."
"Remind me of what?"
"I remind you to be especially careful in Warsaw because I sense a dangerous force approaching you. However, I can't tell what kind of danger it is, so I hope you will be particularly cautious while in Warsaw."
Mr. Kledinska stared at Qiluo Ling for a long time.
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