I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 183 1.11 27 The Hall of Amnesia
"You're late, Sher." Jealousy stood in front of Mu Yegui, a hint of pleasure flashing in his dark orange eyes, and a faint smile on his handsome face beneath his silver hair, as if mocking something.

"Give it back to me..." Sher gripped his cane tightly with both hands, his light gold vertical pupils filled with anger but also mindful of Mu Yegui, so he could only stand there and mutter angrily, like a wild beast trapped in a predicament, howling with sorrow.

The time difference between the world here and the outside world is different, but even so, he waited for a very, very long time.

Why can't you just admit it?
Why reject him?
They are clearly their only family, aren't they?

The Samuro are a naturally warrior race, surpassing all other races in every aspect, undoubtedly the kings at the top of the food chain. Yet, even because of this, the Samuro possess a very obvious weakness.

Attacking and severely injuring it would be enough to kill the Samuro, and any attacks on other parts would be instantly healed due to its special self-healing ability. Therefore, to kill the Samuro, all you need to do is find and attack its weakness.

The Samuro people have always hated wearing shoes and being restricted, and Lycia, who is Sher's so-called 'sister', has chosen her feet as her weakness.

By cutting off his foot, Mu Yegui signified a complete break with Xie Er; they were no longer family, but strangers.

The fact that he didn't die immediately means that the body's weakness isn't his legs, but even so, it's not hard to see Mu Yegui's rejection of him.

“My name is Mu Yegui, and I don’t know Licia.” She turned her head to look back at Sher, her silver vertical pupils lifeless and calm, as deep and undisturbed as an ancient pool.

Jealousy placed a hand on Mu Yegui's shoulder, chuckled, and looked at Xie Er with a hint of malice in his dark orange eyes. He slowly said, "So, I've brought the little kid you deceived here to see the truth. Even though he's a child of your kind, you can't just arrest whoever you want."

Under the silvery moonlight, the hand resting on Mu Yegui's shoulder was particularly dazzling.

"Shut up!" Shel didn't lose his temper because of jealous provocation. He took a deep breath and said coldly.

"To have endured until now without making a move, I must commend him; he truly is the arrogance personally trained by that person. He can maintain his pride at all times and not be swayed by his emotions." He sneered sarcastically, his voice filled with disdain.

"Isn't that enough?" Mu Yegui looked up at Xie Er quietly, took a step forward, and touched her chest.

“There seems to be a saying among humans about heart-ripping. If I were to tell you directly that I am not the person you know, given your personality and pride, I'm afraid you wouldn't change your mind. So, if ripping out the feet isn't enough, how about ripping out the heart?” Mu Yegui paused and then said, “I don't feel pain, so it's just a little blood.”

"no!"

"can."

Jealousy and Sher spoke at the same time, with Jealousy slowly adding, "Since we'll have to dig it up sooner or later anyway, we might as well make the most of it."

Mu Yegui was slightly taken aback. "Sooner or later?"

“Of course it’s a punishment, a final punishment.” Jealousy turned his head to glance at the scenery outside the window and said slowly.

“I see. Then let’s leave it at that.” Mu Yegui drew his short sword from his waist and held it across his chest. He then asked, “If Xie Er wants to do it himself, I have no objection.”

"...What's the reason?" Sher lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"I just don't want to get too involved with random people. Is that reason enough?" Compared to Xie Er's forbearance, Mu Yegui's words were extremely cold and ruthless, each word piercing Xie Er's heart, causing him immense pain.

Sher's fingers, gripping his cane, were white-tipped, almost on the verge of collapse. Yet, even so, his pride couldn't bring him to his knees.

All the fragile items in the East Tower, including the window glass, shattered into powder in an instant.

He stood rooted to the spot, his expression almost indifferent, devoid of any other emotion. Mu Yegui walked up to Xie Er, grabbed his hand, placed the short sword in Xie Er's hand, and then, gripping his wrist, thrust the short sword into his own chest.

"To gouge out the heart means to cut open the chest and then rip out the heart. Now that the short sword is in your hand, does Sher not intend to carry out this so-called punishment of 'going to the heart' to the end?" The soft, sweet voice was completely calm, as if the person about to have their heart gouged out was not him at all.

His pale gold vertical pupils reflected Mu Yegui's delicate and pretty face. A crystal tear slid down his cheek, and he finally couldn't help but cry softly. One hand gripped Mu Yegui's shoulder tightly, while the other hand, which was holding the sword hilt, was utterly powerless.

"Please carry out the punishment." Phil's voice suddenly appeared in Sher's ear, reminding him to carry out the punishment.

"Sorry……"

Transparent blood flowed onto the floor, shimmering with silver light under the soft moonlight, pure and beautiful.

[The Eighth Night, Heart Gouged Out.]

Sher knelt on the ground, holding Mu Yegui, whose eyes were closed, and kept murmuring those three words.

Jealousy stood calmly by the window, a chilling murderous intent flashing in his dark orange eyes. He concealed it perfectly; only his white fingertips, gripping the bed frame tightly, revealed his restraint.

“You won’t die from having your heart ripped out…” he muttered to himself.

"The punishment for the Ten Nights Corridor must be carried out; only by successfully passing through can one obtain a pass..."

In this world, undocumented individuals have one chance to obtain a pass: by accepting and passing the punishment of the Ten Nights Corridor.

Only by possessing a pass can one avoid being rejected by this world. From then on, unless one dies on the spot in a dungeon, one will not die even if the dungeon is failed.

Because he had already died once in the Ten Nights Corridor.

But the key question is, how can one be resurrected knowing they are dead?
Lanlos, the only one capable of resurrecting people, is dead.

Laziness probably knew all along that someone would want to exploit Lanlos's weakness, which is why he killed him prematurely. No matter what, that guy will always be the most loyal lackey of the laws, just like the first person to betray the king back then.

"As enforcers, we cannot have too much close and friendly contact with players in our own domain instance, otherwise the law will directly punish the player to death." Jealousy turned to Sher and reminded her, "We're almost at the end, do you want her to fail at the last minute?"

Seeing that Sher remained silent, Jealousy frowned and gritted her teeth, saying, "Indeed, the more arrogant a person is, the more fragile they are when it comes to mental resilience."

"Who could be more indifferent than you?" Sher lowered his head and gently wiped away his tears. His light golden vertical pupils held a trace of piety, like the most loyal believer. His thin lips lightly touched Mu Yegui's forehead.

“After all, I said from the beginning, ‘If I can accomplish everything, I will bow my head and offer my faith in eternal life,’ so the law will not stop me.” Jealousy sneered. “Little Sher, you really are as obedient and naive as ever. You’ve wasted all these years. I’ve prepared far more than you to wait for this upcoming opportunity.”

"When the crown prince begins his campaign, the opportunity is about to arrive."

"The king has returned to his throne, and all things are revived."

One day, they will leave this prison and embark on their journey into the real world.

Another twist: jealousy was actually just an act all along.

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(End of this chapter)