Patrick laughed again.

"Let me tell you something. We can't die. You, me, and that little girl-we can't escape our fate. Perhaps you don't know, but I've witnessed the death of another Judge.

"It was only after he became a normal person, however, that I realized that if a soul that has been reincarnated for a thousand years can't merge through the ritual, they'll turn into a lunatic in a few years.

"So, we have no choice. The same goes for that little girl. You think you're protecting her, but you're actually harming her! Soon, her powers will go out of control, and she'll end up a lunatic."

Patrick's words left Mosley at a loss as he released him.

"Where are those from management?"

"I told you! Protecting her like this is useless!"

"Then, what do you suggest?"

"We should kill her now! At least that way, her soul will return to normal!"

Mosley shook his head at Patrick's plan. "So, we have to kill someone every time she finds a host?"

"Yes!" Patrick said firmly. "We just need to keep killing until that thesoul becomes so thin that she can become a normal soul. Then, she won't be a threat anymore."

"A lunatic," Mosley suddenly said.

"Yes, she will turn into a lunatic."

"I mean, you're the lunatic."

"Hmph, call me what you want, but I'll kill that girl before the management arrives."

"And what if I stop you?"

"Stop me?! Mos, have you gone mad too? I've laid out all the pros and cons for you! Why are you still so stubborn?" Patrick continued, agitated. "I've told you! We can't save that girl! If this continues, none of us will survive! Do you understand?" "Ah, how familiar." Mosley seemed to not hear Patrick's words at all.

"What?!" Patrick was getting exasperated.

Mosley looked at Patrick and removed his pumpkin mask.

"This mask is so ugly."

Underneath

the pumpkin head was

an exceptionally delicate face. Despite the scar near Patrick's eyes, it did not detract from her fair complexion. That was right, Patrick

was not a Patrick. Patrick was a Patricia.

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She wore the mask because it was mandated by the management. She even changed her voice and demeanor to be more fierce.

Patricia did not seem discomforted

without her mask. She continued to

look at Mosley firmly. There was a hint of surprise in her sparkling eyes, but she quickly returned to her expressionless demeanor.

Mosley sighed and continued, "Patricia, honestly, I'm a bit tired. I want to live freely as Mosley. I don't see any wayward thoughts in her eyes, and maybe that's the freedom I've been longing for. So, I want to see what she'll become."

"I've told you many times! She'll go mad!" Patricia reiterated.

"What about us now? Aren't we already mad?" Mosley's words rendered Patricia speechless.

"Patricia, I-"

"Shut up!" Patricia said through gritted teeth. "We have our mission. This is our fate! You can't dismiss it like this!" Mosley continued, "Fate... Such a familiar word. I remember now, I used the same excuse in my past life."

Patricia turned away, not wanting to say anything more.

"Patricia, I have a feeling that this time will be different, so..."

Mosley walked up to Patricia, and to her surprise, hugged her tightly.

"Just like you believed in me back then, believe in me once more. This time, I'll make it happen. There will be a miracle with that girl. I promise you."

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