Chapter 1821: Chapter 1818: Curtain Call
The stunning plot twist in the âFinal Actâ had the audience exclaiming in delight⊠No one expected that the young man who chose the dog was hiding so deeply.
However, the atmosphere in the circus membersâ lounge was rather eerie.
When Han Dong stood up, reversing the situation.
The circus members were quite surprised, some even gave Han Dongâs âhiddenâ performance high praise and admiration⊠Some even whispered, âNow this is a true performer.â
But.
As Han Dong used the special traits of his props to slowly hunt through the mansion, mimicking the sound of a strange ticking clock with his mouth, some membersâ expressions changed immediately.
Until someone spoke a name: âPennywise?â
Yes.
Even though Han Dongâs appearance was completely different, the overall vibe he conveyed was identical to the previous clown.
Seeing this scene,
The new clown, Bajins, wore an expression of mixed grief and joy, seemingly understanding something.
âNo wonder! No wonder when you entered the circus, I could feel such a similar sense of homology.
This sense of homology related to âlaughterâ should have made us love each other~ Yet when I saw you, I felt an instinctive revulsion⊠So thatâs how it is, if youâre connected to that clown, everything makes sense.â
âŠ
In the mansion.
Miss Fima, with her six legs, was moving quickly.
However, she couldnât increase her speed and had to constantly support herself against the wall, while her other hand needed to press against her chest the entire time.
âThereâs something wrong with that dog⊠I shouldâve realized it from the start.
If he can convey information through vision, could he really be unaffected by the truth sealing? Gah!â
Due to multiple attacks to her chest, the damage to her heart caused her to continuously bleed⊠Her overall condition was terrible and deteriorating further.
âVictory is within reach, soon I can live in the circus as a new performer, gaining better resources and the power to strip and absorb othersâ fates.
No problems can arise here! Right⊠Mr. Matthew, before he died, had already hung the âsecond daughterâ on the demon statue, beheaded her, and the fresh blood should have filled the stone bowl.
If I make my way back to the basement now, Iâll be just in time to complete the absorption ritual, and my heart can be healed.
That guy, through the butcherâs apron and map, should be tracking me in the mansion. Thatâs the plan!â
With a clear goal, Fima slowly suppressed the fear within her.
Deliberately wandering around the mansion a few times, she then went to a secret room on the second floor and took the lift back to the basement.
Holding the poisoned dagger tightly, although she was fairly certain Han Dong was pursuing her upstairs, it was also possible he wasnât chasing her, but staying here.
Peeking cautiously at the situation inside from the passageway entrance,
Once she confirmed there was no one in the sacrificial area, and the second daughterâs blood had filled the bowl,
She dashed over at the quickest speed she could manage⊠Of course, she kept an eye on the surrounding wardrobes to avoid any terrifying entities emerging from them.
Everything was safe.
She lifted the stone bowl and drank the âfresh bloodâ in one go.
When she spread her arms to feel the enhancement effects of the ritual,
To acquire the magic ability from the second daughter, and through the fresh blood, heal her heart⊠time slowly passed, but nothing happened.
She gradually noticed something was off with the âbloodâ lingering in her mouth.
It was thin, lacking the viscosity blood should have,
Moreover, aside from the metallic smell, there was a rank odor mixed in. If she carefully recalled the taste in her throat, it even made her feel nauseous, wanting to retch.
âI knew youâd come back⊠Miss Fima.
So, howâs the taste of the young masterâs boyhood urine? That useless guy almost wet his pants in fright again, so before I left the basement, I had him make effective use of whatâs inside him.
Mixed at a 1:1 ratio in the bowl, to change up your flavor! Howâs the taste?â
Han Dong was already standing at the entrance of the passageway Fima had just passed through,
As he explained, Fima retched violently, almost vomiting on the spot⊠She hadnât expected that everything was still within Han Dongâs calculations, and the fear that had just faded slowly surged back into her heart.
Severely wounded, she was in no state to fight, her mind was desperately thinking of a way to survive.
âThere are still the young master and the cat alive, I just need to retreat to the mansion, thereâs still a chance of winning.â
Fima immediately fled in the opposite direction of Han Dong.
Upon reaching the end of the passage and trying to use the lift, she found all the buttons had stopped working, and even the chains used for traction were completely stuck.
âTik-tak! Tik-tak!â
Han Dong tapped the walls rhythmically, slowly walking toward her.
âAnxious, arenât you?
The lift is the only âtoolâ connecting the basement, such a design is really not great~ Once it breaks, isnât it troublesome?
I guessed youâd definitely make your way back to the basement to try continuing the ritual.
So I pretended to chase you, but my main purpose of returning to the mansion was to destroy the lift, all thanks to the information Mr. Voss provided me.
Finally, all I had to do was follow the lift you took and return to the basement⊠Leaving one functioning lift, so I can return to the stage after completing my performance.
Now, you have two choices.
1. Fight me to the death, though you should know how the outcome will be.
2. Which is the method I recommendâŠâ
As he spoke, Han Dong slightly hunched his body, mimicking a gesture of stabbing his own heart, with matching facial expressions, acting extremely convincingly.
âMake your choice, Miss Fima! I believe you are a person of dignity.â
At that moment.
Thud!
Fima kneeled right on the spot, tears welling in her eyes,
âI beg you, spare me! Right now, if you take the cat and young master away from the mansion, it would perfectly complete this drama⊠Once I survive, I will become a new performer.
I promise to help you in private, and Iâll meet any of your requests at first notice.â
Smack!
Han Dong propped up his head with one hand, showing a disappointed face.
âAh~ truly disappointing⊠Some things never change, do they?â
As he said that, Han Dong slowly approached Fima.
When they were close enough, Fimaâs hand with the dagger immediately thrust forward.
Swish!
Blood splattered.
The dagger hung in the air, less than a centimeter away from Han Dong.
Meanwhile, held within Han Dongâs completely torn mouth, was a heart covered in scars⊠not yet bitten through.
Curtain call.
The mansion was engulfed in flames and burned to the ground,
A dog and a cat escorted their young master, ensuring his survival.
Just as the stage returned to its original state, and the three gave thanks to the audience⊠Bang! Gunshots rang out from different audience boxes, resulting in 219 audience members gambling away their lives.