Clown Game
Chapter 217 - 205: Fairy Tale Ten

Chapter 217: Chapter 205: Fairy Tale Ten

The story continues...

Just as the two siblings were obliviously eating the candy house, a kind and amiable voice came from behind them, "Who is nibbling on my house?"

The siblings were startled and turned around... It was a well-dressed lady of grace and beauty.

"Sorry, we are children who got lost in the forest. We were so hungry... so we only took a small bite."

The lady put on a sad expression and said gently, "Oh, poor children, come in and eat! There’s still much more delicious food inside the house."

The siblings were invited in and indulged in endless sweets.

After eating their fill, the lady had them sleep in a beautiful and comfortable bed. The siblings were so happy and soon fell asleep.

Day after day, the siblings lived this way, eat! Sleep! Eat! Sleep! They had already forgotten their past hardships.

Gradually, the siblings noticed their bodies began to emit a sweet scent, and later, golden syrup even started oozing from their pores.

But the siblings, immersed in their "happiness," paid no attention to these signs and kept eating! Eating! Eating! Just like those insatiable insects that devoured all the crops without knowing satisfaction.

Until their bodies grew bigger and bigger

Soon, the siblings had eaten all the food in the candy house, even the house itself was consumed entirely. By then their bodies had grown so huge they couldn’t even stand up.

That’s when the lady reappeared.

It turned out she was not a lady at all but a Witch, and those crop-devouring insects were her summonings.

And her reason for letting the siblings eat without end wasn’t out of pity but to punish the greedy brother and sister.

Soon

She summoned those crop-eating insects and told them there were sweeter treats than the crops here...

Sweet!!!

The insects loved sweet food, they swarmed over the siblings, began to tear into their flesh, and of course, the siblings couldn’t stop the endless wave of insects. They could only cry helplessly, and the insufferable pain caused their pores to secrete even more syrup.

One by one, their flesh was torn away, the blood mixed with honey, turning the once sweet flavor foul, enough to make one nauseous. But it seemed the insects liked this taste even more, as they ate! Bit! Ate! Bit! without any mercy; soon, the siblings’ feet were devoured, followed by their legs, then the waist...

Kelandi and Banjieer could only hold each other and weep as the insects burrowed into their bodies, brains, eating them from the inside out, bit by bit.

They were powerless.

Many days later, the siblings suddenly remembered something. Since all the insects came crawling from the village, they could follow the trail to escape the forest and seek help from the villagers.

Seizing perhaps the last sliver of hope, the siblings crawled towards the village with their remaining hands and great difficulty.

God knows how many days passed before they finally crawled out of the forest.

The villagers, seeing these two creatures covered in syrup with insects crawling over them, were terrified. But Kelandi and Banjieer’s father recognized his children.

Afterward, they told him of their plight...

However, the father rejected them.

"No, child, it’s precisely because of you two siblings that the insects rarely come to our village now, and we can farm again. For the sake of everyone in the village, we cannot help you, but of course, we all are grateful to you, you’re heroes!!"

Heroes!!!

Heroes???

The siblings endured endless suffering, yet these people were calling them heroes.

What was the point of living in such agony as heroes, and what use was the gratitude of the entire village?

Angered, the siblings began a frenzied revenge on the village, smashing houses, destroying estates, smearing their sugary excretion onto others, letting the insects feast on them, letting others taste their agony!!!

And so, the siblings became monsters even more terrifying than the insects.

Now, Kelandi and Banjieer were tightly stuck together with candied syrup, and their bodies were completely covered in sweets. The insects nested, laid eggs, and multiplied within them, all aware that pain made these two secrete syrup inexhaustibly.

To the insects, these siblings were a living candy house.

Afterward, Kelandi and Banjieer kept destroying village after village, wrapping everyone they encountered in their syrup, exacting revenge while also slightly alleviating their own suffering.

...

And so it went on, year after year, to this very day.

If one day, you smell a rich sweetness, remember to run away fast.

Because, Kelandi and Banjieer, the siblings have arrived.

That candy house filled with teeming insects... has come.

The End.

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With this "End," the story also reached its conclusion.

Chen Xiao licked his lips, the corners of his mouth curling up in a nervous twitch, then relaxing, making it seem as though it was twitching in a strange manner.

"Hmm... That must be that fairy tale, huh? Hehe, although it seems a bit different from the ’Gingerbread House,’ but... Hahaha... it’s truly thrilling!" he exclaimed with evident delight.

As he read this somewhat grotesque story, the rest of the team had also gathered around to read along.

"Hey, hey, rather than whether the story is thrilling, we should first consider why Kelandi and Banjieer actually appeared in this town and even chased us down several streets!" The redhead, with an expression that screamed "Do you even know what the real issue is, dammit?", couldn’t help but complain.

However, no one else engaged much in conversation; it seemed they had resigned themselves to not understanding Chen Xiao’s way of thinking—better to not understand, as getting it might turn out to be more trouble...

The dispirited brother, paying no attention to the redhead’s complaint, lit another cigarette.

"Hmm... Let’s make a hypothesis! One day, the people in a small town open what seems to be an ordinary fairy tale book, and that book is C-177, with its power instantly enveloping the entire town, warping all humans into another dimension. There, the events of the story become real to some extent... just like Kelandi and Banjieer," he said, taking a deep drag: "Though it’s just a hypothesis, in the absence of any other clues, let’s move forward with this idea."

"Does that mean if we find this book, we can deal with this C-177?" asked the engineer casually.

The dispirited brother exhaled smoke, gazing at the unchanging dim light above and the distorted scenery outside the town: "Who knows... If it is really so... then how many stories are there inside this book."

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