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Luigi turned his head and caught a glimpse of the unease on Mario's face, an expression he had never seen before. His brother, who had always presented an image of invincibility, was now disturbed by an old man. This stirred up an inexplicable restlessness and anger in Luigi, churning in his heart. He couldn't accept this reality, nor could he bear to see his brother consumed by such emotions.
"To the town square! The guillotine!" These words were like a sharp knife, piercing into everyone's hearts, stirring up their most primal bloodthirsty desires. Cheers erupted from the crowd, each voice proving their eagerness for the impending punishment. With Luigi's fervent command, the atmosphere reached a boiling point. The excitement of the people echoed through the air, each face painted with uncontrollable passion, as if they were responding to some wild call, unable to resist the frenzy. Luigi's voice ignited a hidden powder keg, instantly igniting the fervor in everyone's hearts.
At the center of it all, Mario stood there, his emotions extremely complex. Watching his brother command the crowd so fervently, his unease was gradually replaced by an inexplicable fear. This fear stemmed not only from the old man's prophecy, but also from his brother's sudden actions. Mario knew that once the guillotine was brought out, there would be no turning back. But at this moment, all hesitations and unease seemed too late, and the fate of the entire Mushroom Kingdom had already taken a new turn.
As the crowd surged and the old man was escorted away, the grand palace hall became unusually empty, with only the aftermath of chaos remaining: items scattered on the floor, evidence of the recent frenzy of anger and excitement. Several loyal guards stood at key positions, their gaze firm but betraying a hint of concern for the impending events.
Mario stood alone in the empty hall, his gaze following the fading figures of the crowd and the old man. Though his heart was filled with determination to carry out the ultimate punishment on the old man, deep down, his emotions were complex. The old man's prophecy and his own lingering uncertainty had thrown his thoughts into disarray. He wanted to use the old man's death to prove his authority and deny the prophecy, but the silent question in his heart remained.
Mario's gaze finally settled on the guards still standing watch. They were the guardians of order in the Mushroom Kingdom and symbols of his power. Yet, at this moment, despite the support of so many, Mario felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness. He knew that even if the old man were executed, the shadow cast by his words might never fully dissipate.
Princess Peach approached Mario with elegance, stepping delicately in her high heels, her voice soft and worried, as if trying to offer some comfort in the tense atmosphere. "Darling... are you okay? You look..." Her words were cut off by Mario's furious gaze. His hand raised high, seemingly ready to unleash his anger on Princess Peach, but when his eyes met her worried and puzzled expression, he suddenly stopped.
In that moment, Mario realized that his actions could have irreversible consequences. He took a deep breath, struggling to suppress his anger and impulse. The surrounding guards looked on, their presence reminding Mario that as the ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom, every action would be scrutinized and judged by the people.
Mario finally let go of his hand, turned around, and stopped looking at Princess Peach. His voice was low, trying to maintain calmness, "I'm fine, Peach." Even so, there was a subtle tremble in his tone, not only suppressing the current situation but also the fear of the unknown future. Princess Peach stood there, quietly watching Mario's back, filled with complex emotions, but she knew it was not the time to argue. She could only silently step back a few steps, keeping her distance, feeling a trace of unease for this man and the future of the entire Mushroom Kingdom.
Mario's tone was impatient and commanding, every word squeezed out as if from between his teeth, "Get ready to go to the town square now... I want to see that old man die! Hurry!" Mario's emotions were clearly unstable, his face contorted, his eyes flashing with unease and anger, as if only seeing the old man's end could calm his fear and rage.
Princess Peach nodded slightly in the midst of Mario's roar, her voice forming a sharp contrast with Mario, although her inner turmoil may be just as intense, she still maintained a hint of composure. "Immediately! Prepare the carriage! Take us to the town square!" Princess Peach commanded the guards loudly, her voice echoing through the empty hall with an unquestionable authority.
The guards immediately sprang into action, hurriedly shuttling through the palace corridors. Their movements were swift and orderly, each person clear on their task. Before long, a luxurious carriage was prepared and parked in front of the palace's main gate, awaiting Mario and Princess Peach's boarding.
Mario and Princess Peach hurriedly walked towards the carriage, their expressions both complex, but with a common goal - to head to the town square and witness the final fate of the old man. As the carriage slowly drove towards the direction of the town square, the entire Mushroom Kingdom seemed to be engulfed in an unprecedented tense atmosphere.
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