I Became the Leader of the Monster Circus Troupe

Chapter 122



Chapter 122: Curse Plague (25)

The claw sliced through half of the carriage in one fell swoop.


Ella wrapped her head and bowed her body.


It was the best she could do.


Shards rained down over her head.


But the expected onslaught from the demon did not come.


She gently opened her eyes and looked up.


Something was blocking the demon’s claws.


“Oh.”


Confirming what it was, she exclaimed.


A gray stone protruded from the carriage trunk.


It was once a person.


Marisa.


A member who once challenged Wonderstein and turned into stone.


Ella had pleaded with him several times to return her to her original state, but Wonderstein repeatedly refused her plea.


Even before leaving Luz, he gave the same answer.


What nonsense to think people can change.


His kindness was merely for his own purposes.


He showed no mercy to those who might hinder him.


“A fairy turned into stone… interesting.”


The demon laughed as he looked at the object that blocked his claws.


In the meantime, Ella quickly fell from the carriage.


The demon alternated between watching her flee and the frozen Marisa, then chuckled.


“I was confused.”


He left Marisa frozen and approached Ella.


Ice webs grew with a clicking sound where his gaze was focused, binding her arms and legs.


“Ugh!”


Ella fell forward with a thud.


Ice grew tightly around her body from all sides.


“Hah, hah…”


She struggled desperately, managing to turn her head back.


The demon was approaching her.


At that moment, two beams of light shot out from her embrace.


“Oh, no!”


Ella screamed.


They were her animals.


Pigeon Dub and Mouse Chick.


Sensing their owner’s danger, they rushed at the demon vigorously.


But they posed no threat to him.


With a glance, they froze in place.


Trapped in ice, they writhed on the ground.


“Hey, hey…”


Tears welled up in Ella’s eyes.


They were precious friends she had been with since childhood.


They had become like this trying to protect her.


A white breath spewed from the demon’s mouth exposed under the helmet.


Along with it, ice clung to Ella’s face and hair.


She looked up at him with eyes full of despair.


He growled softly, baring his teeth.


“Shall I start with your arms or legs?”


In the face of death.


The face that came to her mind was annoyingly neither her teacher, nor her school friends, nor the mother she imagined.


The bright smiling face of the blond man.


Frank Wonderstein.


His face flickered before her.


“Son of a bitch.”


Even in this situation, he didn’t show up until the end.


Always saying how great he is.


How far she’s come because of him.


But when it’s really needed…


Where the hell did you go?


You said we would climb to the circus Grand Prix together.


We still have two years left.


The reaper raised his arm.


Now there was no obstacle between him and her.


He slashed his claws.


She murmured the name mixed with affection for the last time.


“Wonderstein….”


Thud.


A great shock resonated through the ground.


Ice rose like white mist.


Ella felt the cold fragments brushing past her cheeks.


A black shadow blocked her path.


A warm cloak enveloped her body.


She looked up.


Moonlight softly illuminated the scene.


Golden hair fluttered in the wind.


Through it.


A face, both hated and welcomed, smiled at her.


“Ella Yang, it’s fortunate that I’m not late.”


Wonderstein.


Her stage partner and their director.


He had arrived.


Tears streamed down her cheeks.


She wanted to ask why he had come.


But as she was about to speak, Ella noticed something in his hand.


It was unmistakable.


It was the lid of the thermos he never let go of for the past few months.


Steam was rising from it as if freshly brewed.


Drinking tea in such a dire situation?


The joy vanished as soon as she saw it.


Ella felt something welling up inside her.josei


“This… this….”


She punched his chest as hard as she could.


Thunk.


But her body was so frozen that it seemed more like a pat.


Wonderstein smiled with amusement at her reaction.


“Ella Yang?”


“This… bastard….”


Her mouth was frozen, and words barely came out.


She blurted out whatever came to her mind.


Words she had wanted to say for so long.


“You… bastard….”


“Ella Yang….”


Wonderstein laughed at her reaction.



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