Guardian of Etter

ullet holes pierce the skull. Its just possible that the bullet didn quite make it to Elles brain, as there was still a bullet casing bulge in Elles forehead.

”So really am I dead? ” said Elle trembled.

There was fresh blood that kept flowing from his head. The fishy smell slowly spread to Elles sense of smell.

”Not yet. But if you want to die, Ill make your request. Its just that the opportunity. For you to come back, to life will be lost in vain, ” said the voice, again.

”What do you mean? I can still live again? ” cried Elle in confusion.

”Of course, Elle. Thats the reason why you
e here. ”

The crunchy laughter without belittling Elles stupid question further confused Elle. Whats going on?

What is he experiencing right now is a kind of reality show that is rife lately where players are framed, in a situation that does not even make the players cry?

But, no matter how hard Elle thinks about it is impossible. Do you have to be threatened and shot with a real gun? The answer must be no.

Elle has never seen such a show.

And whats more impossible? Is what hes going through right now? Impossible and absurd is the same unity. So what is this?

”Okay. All right, lets say I believe in you. Then whats your purpose, to take me to this place? ” urged Elle began impatiently and overwhelmed by the growing curiosity.

”Purpose? Of course, to save yourself from the pursuit of bandits under the guise of the Main Palace police. ” replied the voice briefly.

”What does Elliot have to do with the policeman? My husband is not a bad person. Who deserves to be killed in that way? ” said Elle.

”Really? Then you can ask your husband directly. ” This time it sounded a real dismissive tone.

”He… She was already dead by the robed man who also deteriorated, ” whispered Elle, who suddenly shuddered in fear, recalling the terrifying gaze of the robed man as he was about to execute her.

”Thats right. I forgot, you can ask the dead, can you? ” the voice after stopping laughing.

”Of course. I am not a charity-taking angel who can speak to the spirits of the dead. ”

”Right, right. So, whats your decision after coming back to life? ” asked the voice again seriously.

Elle could only be silent. More accurately, she doesn know.

Elle is grateful that she is not dead yet. However, he no longer had a destination to go home. His family tragically died without knowing what caused it.

His home may now have been lined up by police lines and heavily guarded by at least a dozen police guards.

Without another family, Elle is no more. All died of illness a few years ago. Also, with Elliots family.

Elle is completely orphaned at the moment. Plus, she became a widow and lost her only child, Ellisa.

Elle could only look down. His mind is empty without any alternatives that will usually always arise if he runs out of ideas.

Now, Elle is completely alone.

Then, suddenly the atmosphere became serious and relaxed.

”So, do you think if theres an opportunity to be able to bring one of your husbands or children to a life that you love… Are you willing and willing to listen to my commands? ” asked the voice firmly and deeply.

…

-TBC-