Chapter 5

Once the last remaining Siren dies, no one will have to suffer like her.

Aria gave up everything.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop her emotions from coming out of her rotten heart.

“Do you want me to kill you?”

Aria shifted her gaze to the source of the voice.

Lloyd Cardence Valentine.

The devilish Grand Duke who was said to have murdered all of his relatives and cut off their limbs at the age of 18.

Here he was, staring at a woman with a broken leg, trapped inside the emperor’s cage and dying.

“Because you called for me.”

“I called for you?”

“The Devil.”

The Grand Duke of Valentine.

A despicable tyrant like the emperor, but he was also a murderer, and he worshipped the devil.

Rumors said that he sold his bloodstained soul to the devil.

“Call me when you need me.”

“……”

“Your songs can be heard everywhere.”

It was as if the devil had offered her a contract with her soul as collateral.

‘He’ll kill us all…’

Aria was dying anyway. What else would she rather do than revenge?

A bird with a broken wing will not be able to fly again even if its cage was opened.

But at the brink of her death, Aria chose to…

“Come, sweet death.”

Call upon the devil.

The Grand Duke, who barged into the palace, murdered all those who stood in his way, with a single sword.

Everyone last one of them, all…

…except for Aria.

The screams tore through the room like a great shard of glass. They were the kind of strangled cry that belonged to those not long for this world

Every face was stained with red splatter, and limbs lay at unnatural angles underneath the light of the chandelier.

The night was filled with terror.

Aria was the only one who saw the light of salvation behind the Grand Duke’s back.

“Too bad. Could I have listened to your song one more time if I had come a little earlier?”

“……”

“I wanted to hear you singing.”

She answered slowly, “Has my song corrupted you, too?”

“No, I corrupted you.”

He picked up the finest herb leaves that had been scattered nearby in a languid manner.

Then he stuffed it into a smoking pipe and bit it in his mouth.

“Let’s go to hell together,” he said as he pressed the pipe to his red lips and puffed out a cloud of smoke.

“I apologize. If you hadn’t called me in, you could have gone to heaven.”

Hell.

The scene in front of her looked like hell.

The imperial families and nobles on the floor were lifeless. Their bodies were scattered in multiple places, stained with dried blood; crimson and the room was filled with a nasty butchershop odor.

‘Furthermore… the emperor died.’

God asked us to forgive our enemies.

Sacrifice yourself for others.

Deny yourself.

God…

But even on the verge of death, the vengeance of a devil was far too sweet.

If the price of her revenge was hell, then she was willing to pay for her sins.

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