When I Let Go of Obsession, I Got Obsessed (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 134

Imperial Year 725, Hispel 33rd.

Or perhaps some day around then.

The Mariad Square public tribunal in the original story was filled with more spectators than ever before.

Every single one of them held a stone in their hand.

They intended to pelt the arsonist from Codel 12th Avenue, who had committed horrific massacres.

Some had witnessed the fire’s devastation firsthand; the rest had heard vivid accounts from those who had.

They spoke of bones found in the ashes, stripped clean of all flesh.

Everyone grieved—and seethed. Their guilt only intensified their fury.

Filthy Codel 12th Avenue, teeming with rats and cockroaches—everyone gathered in the square despised that place.

They had even wished to burn it down themselves.

Whenever they passed by, they’d wrinkle their noses and cover their faces to show their disgust; if people from there came begging, they’d scatter salt to drive them away.

After the fire, these thoughtless acts weighed heavily on their consciences.

The thought wouldn’t leave their minds—that this tragedy had happened because they’d wished for it.

To shake off that guilt, they needed to unleash even greater anger—to prove they’d only imagined it, never truly desired such a thing.

The military police shoved through the crowd, clearing a path down the center. Through it walked the arsonist, Adrian Esmond.

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