EVIL BROTHER'S LOLOLOSHKA

While Faragonda bled, all who witnessed the scene were paralyzed. No one had the desire to speak or make any sounds. Everyone just stood there, shocked by what was happening. — Long time no see, Faragonda. — calmly said Pugovitsa. — Don’t worry, you won’t bleed out quickly. I made a small incision.- This instilled a sense of fear in the old woman. — You know… I’ve long dreamed of slitting your throat, devised so many ways, imagined so many tortures, and now… You’re before me, bleeding out, completely defenseless.- The gray-haired woman wanted to swallow saliva but couldn’t for understandable reasons. However, she understood that she needed to escape. Suddenly, the head of the assassins sat on her stomach and said with a bloodthirsty smile: — Where shall we begin? — Faragonda instinctively began to raise her hands to protect herself, but felt someone holding her wrists. Opening her eyes, she saw two people in red hoods. — Did you seriously think I came alone? — smirked Pugovitsa. And then one “assistant” said: — You will pay for everyone who died in the war.- Without waiting for the victim’s last words, the guild leader swung the dagger and pierced Faragonda’s eye. She screamed in what seemed like intense pain but couldn’t even move. Then Pugovitsa pulled the dagger from the eye socket and pierced the second one. A new gesture of pain was immediately displayed. Now, at the very least, Faragonda couldn’t see what she had planned to do next. The killer then twisted the dagger in her eye; the old woman’s cries barely reached Poena. None of the witnesses felt sorry for her, but none would have acted as Pugovitsa did. Six minutes later, Finally, Faragonda’s cries and pleas for help ceased, and she lost consciousness. Her face was completely disfigured: eyes gouged out, skin cut alive, and on the left cheek, or what was left of it, a carving read: 'Destination — HELL, ' on the right cheek, 'Sender Pugovitsa.' The nose was broken, the tongue cut from the base, as were the ears. In addition, all of this was adorned with blood, still leaving the body. A horrific sight, yet Pugovitsa regrets nothing and decides to end her suffering by thrusting the dagger into her forehead. It passed through the cranial box, spraying a small fountain of blood. She stood up and heartlessly said: — Burn in hell! — Hell is a terrible, often posthumous place of punishment for sinners. Typically contrasted with paradise. And kicking the dagger deep into the brain, Pugovitsa ended the life of the hated, decrepit woman, and the smile and trace vanished. Giving a hand gesture, the helpers released Faragonda’s corpse. Meanwhile, Lololoshka noticed a crack in the gates of Vidomniya. Unexpectedly for him, it began to grow even larger; following it, another multitude of cracks appeared, but this time on the walls of the tower. They quickly spread from the walls to the gates of the structure. After that, a piece separated from the gates, falling directly onto the body of the already dead Faragonda. The guild leader and her assistants skillfully and quickly jumped away from the corpse. The gate piece was very large, causing a loud crunch of bones when it fell on the lifeless body, and liters of blood poured from under the gate piece. Many immediately understood that Vidomniya had begun to collapse. — Lololoshka, run from there! — ordered Eo with a shout. — We managed to save everyone, only you two are left! — Fran continued. Lololoshka, without much thought, tightened his grip on the prisoner and ran as fast as he could. Everyone else, including Pugovitsa, was already at a moderate distance from the detested tower. During Lololoshka’s escape with the prisoner, Vidomniya began to crumble even more, and he had to dodge all the remnants of the tower. And so, he ran with all his might, and after some time, he finally managed to reach the others. Reaching his friends and those who helped save the world-travelers, Lo put the prisoner with emerald eyes on his feet. Despite exhaustion, the latter said: — Finally, this nightmare is over, and I can rest… — falling again from exhaustion. Lololoshka was about to catch the poor soul, but his father caught him first. — I missed you so much… — Eo said through tears of relief. — My son…Eo said through tears, most likely tears of happiness. The captive opened his eyes wide and began to cry upon seeing his father. — Father! Is it really you? But how did you manage to escape? — asked his blood relative. — I’ll tell you about it later, but we were able to save you thanks to Lololoshka. — The crowd of world-travelers rejoiced and shouted, “Hooray for Lololoshka!” Then, as a group, they lifted him on their shoulders and began tossing him up. Everyone was happy that the main fear of all world-travelers had been destroyed. Later, Scar, Snake, and Muscat arrived. They sincerely thanked the hero. — Come to us anytime. — said the head of the assassins, giving him a permanent pass to her quarter. — You helped me achieve my revenge; in return, I will resolve your conflict with Vittorino. — Pugovitsa whispered in his ear. — Thank you. — the savior replied briefly in his own style. — Come to us too. — said Muscat with his usual intonation, also giving a permanent pass to his quarter. — We all owe you, Lololoshka. — — Yes, not just us, the entire Poena owes you, Lololoshka. — declared Eo, and everyone agreed. — I think it would be better if we keep our names secret in this victory. — said Lo. — Okay, if that’s what you want, then no one in Poena who is here now will know our names. — replied Eo. — I invite everyone to the Belly of the Sly Fox. — said Snake. — Today, everything is on my tab. — the crowd of world-travelers rejoices, shouting again: — Hooray! — Twenty minutes later — After all this, I can finally take a break from the duties of the guarantor and be with my son. — Eo said, sipping a mug of beer with his little son. — Thanks, Fox, for arranging a private party for all of us. — he thanked Fox, who brought the food. — Oh, come on, for me, it’s an honor to help you all. — smiled the thief. — Especially since there are guild leaders, the guarantor, and former prisoners of Vidomniya, of course, it should be like that closed party. — added Fox in a whisper. Meanwhile, Lololoshka sat at the bar and observed a rather unusual scene: guild leaders sitting at one table and simply chatting, a bit to the right, prisoners and world-travelers who saved them were sitting together, seemingly having lunch and thanking each other. Fran, Eo, and his son sat discussing their affairs. The brunette was about to order some food, but Ashra joined him. — Listen, Lololoshka, maybe we can go on an adventure tomorrow? — she said but quickly changed her mind: — Well… If you want to take a break, you don’t have to go, but know that tomorrow we are going on an interdimensional adventure. — Lo didn’t have to wait long for his answer: — Yes, of course, I’ll go. — he confirmed his agreement. — Thank you, Lololoshka. — the girl thanked him, immediately hugging him. Half an hour later Everyone who was in the bar had already left. World-travelers and guild leaders went about their business, former prisoners Hat and his magi had already been transferred to their worlds, some to their families, and some just home. Eo and his son were currently discussing what happened while the green-eyed one was in Vidomniya. After all the commotion, Lololoshka finished helping Fox clean up the tavern after the victory party. Fox thanked him for the help and went to sleep. The guy was moving away from the tavern and approaching his “personal” room. In Lololoshka’s room He dropped all his things into the chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking out the window, he saw the bright light of the Contro district. Lo was impressed by the beauty of the interdimension once again, but this time he particularly admired it and couldn’t hold back his words: — How beautiful it is, isn’t it? — he said, not expecting any response. — Y-yes. — someone said with coldness in their voice… — Who’s there? — Lololoshka turned around, surveyed the room, and was surprised because he was completely alone in the room. He didn’t hear an answer to his question. “Maybe I’m just very tired.” — the guy thought, and with these thoughts, he lay down on the bed, plunging into the Realm of Morpheus…