"Please don't try to hide the truth, children. When death comes, our Lord Spider God Queen will bear witness. Every soul must be weighed accurately. No one can escape the final judgment of the will of the abyss!
"
Gao Fei was eavesdropping on Saratus's conversation outside the door. If he hadn't seen the ferocious appearance of the devil with his own eyes and just listened to his voice, he would have thought it was a highly respected priest preaching.
"Children, remember my warning." Saratus continued, "In the abyss, the crazier and more depraved the soul is, the more valuable it is and the more likely it is to give birth to a powerful demon."
"A soul that is depraved enough will be transformed into a new demon, while those souls that are not depraved enough are unfortunately worthy of being reduced to a humble maggot in the blood pool of the abyss."
"I am here to listen to your confessions, and based on what you tell me, I will fairly evaluate the value of each person's soul and the rank he deserves in the abyss."
After finishing his opening remarks, the Enchanted Demon looked towards the confessional room on the far left, his soft gaze falling on the face of a middle-aged nobleman imprisoned in the "Iron Maiden".
"Child, it starts with you."
The sight of the Demon Lord contains the magic power that enchants people's hearts.
The weak-willed man, prompted by Saratus, revealed his secrets without hesitation.
"Oh, my father, I have never done anything wrong in my life, let alone madness and depravity."
"Looking back at those mediocre years in the past, the only thing that makes it difficult for me to let go is that my love was too overwhelming..." the middle-aged man said seriously.
"That's all?" Saratus smiled half-heartedly, "The ladies and gentlemen participating in this carnival in the monastery tonight all have excessive love for other people's husbands or wives. I don't think this is worthy of your seriousness.
Confession."
"My father, you misunderstood." The middle-aged man explained with a grimace, "My love is not the personal love between men and women as you think, but the love for all kinds of items."
"For example, two weeks ago, I fell in love with Sir Dashwood's gold case and diamond pocket watch. It can be said that I fell in love with that watch at first sight. No power... not even death can cut off my love for it. Only
Putting it in my pocket and playing with it from time to time can relieve my pain of lovesickness."
"In fact, I got my wish, even though I didn't tell Sir Dashwood in advance. But how can you blame me?"
"As you know, love is like a tornado, roaring and sweeping in, destroying people's reason and secular ethics. A person who is crazy about love will not consider the consequences."
"People who are passionately in love are like Romeo and Juliet on the theater stage. Even though they know that their families do not allow them to marry, they still can't help but secretly date and make a lifelong commitment."
"I am in the same situation. I know that the owner of the gold watch will not give up his beloved thing, but I still can't help but pursue him wildly and have to get that wonderful thing."
"Every time I see romantic dramas and poems praising the heroes and heroines who risk their lives for the freedom of love, I can't help crying. I am infatuated with diamond-encrusted gold watches, as well as countless precious jewelry and works of art that I have loved deeply in the past.
, isn’t it a living portrayal of romanticism?”
"I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but my reckless pursuit of the thing I deeply love always succeeds without any danger in the end."
"Although this satisfies my emotional need for fraternity, it lacks a bit of tragedy. After all, 'getting what you want' is the essence of romanticism. My father, what do you think?"
The Tempted Devil laughed and said approvingly: "My good boy, you can describe your kleptomania so poetically. You are worthy of being the poet laureate appointed by King George."
Saratus paused and asked the poet meaningfully: "Sir, you just mentioned works of art. With all due respect, do you include poetry among the works of art that you have robbed of your love?"
"Oh, to tell you the truth, I have not only done this before, but I am also very good at it!" the poet replied proudly, "For example, last fall, the poetry magazine I edited received a submission from a young man who was just starting out.
He is quite talented, but lacks fame, so he sent me one of his favorite poetry dramas, hoping to publish it in my magazine, preferably with my personal recommendation, so that he can
Make a name for yourself in the literary and artistic circles.”
"I watched this poetic drama and loved it so much that I went crazy!"
"I dare to swear to the gods that the style of this work is very similar to my own handwriting. The young man not only imitated me seriously, but also surpassed me in some aspects. This masterpiece from his pen should have been
Let me write it first!"
"This feeling shocks and irritates me. It's as if you have met a strong rival in love who is trying to get ahead of you and pay attention to your lover. How can a man endure such a provocation?"
"I immediately made an upright and manly counterattack - I wrote back to accuse that ignorant young man of plagiarizing my work and actually dared to send it to me for reading. He was really shameless!"
"I had already expected that the other party would complain and ask me to show him the evidence of plagiarism, so I re-wrote the verse drama and modified some words and sentences to make it more in line with my personal style.
Recite it."
"As we all know, when a couple becomes a true couple, people will follow traditional customs and change the bride's surname to that of her husband's family. In this regard, I am also a person who respects tradition, so when I took possession of the 'Muse
"The Goddess" - that is, that outstanding poetic drama - later also signed his name in the author column, replacing the signature of the original work."
"I think it's the appropriate thing to do, as every husband does with his newlywed wife."
"Later, the literary and ink lawsuit became more and more serious as I expected, but I did not panic at all. I was the first to publish a poem and drama as the author. I also recited the brilliant works of the work in public at the most prestigious salon in the capital's literary and art circles.
Movement."
"At this time, everyone was impressed by me, and the young man became a plagiarist and was spurned by the literary and art circles."
"After all, he is just an unknown person, and I am the poet laureate. Who is more suitable to write this masterpiece? Readers' eyes are sharp."
"That unlucky young man, after experiencing this turmoil, no longer wants to be involved in the literary and art circles. He really couldn't think about it anymore, so he returned to his hometown in the countryside, became depressed, and drank all day long to drown his sorrows."
"After two months of this, one night, he finally hanged himself under a laurel tree, ending his short life in a classical tragedy way."
