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At that moment, the terrifying scene of the young servant being pushed out of the window by Mario seemed to slow down time. The servants and makeup artists in the room were shocked to the extreme by this sudden violence, and their screams echoed in the room, filling everyone's hearts with disbelief and terror.
However, as Mario slowly turned around, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. His gaze seemed to exude an irresistible pressure, causing the screams of everyone to instantly freeze. They closed their mouths in fear, and the atmosphere in the room became so heavy that it was almost palpable.
Mario had an expressionless face, but his eyes were filled with coldness and dignity. There seemed to be a hint of a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, but more than that, there was a profound gloominess. He said coldly, "The Mushroom Kingdom does not tolerate any disorder, do you understand?" There was no emotion in his tone, but the coldness made people feel a deep sense of fear.
He walked slowly in the room, and with each step, the atmosphere in the room seemed to become heavier. His eyes looked at everyone, as if they could penetrate their souls, sending shivers down their spines. They lowered their heads, afraid to meet Mario's gaze, filled with fear and conflict.
Mario slowly walked to the center of the room and said in a low voice, "I hope this young man can give you a little inspiration. Can he?" Although his tone was low, each word seemed to carry an irresistible dignity and indifference, making people feel a deep sense of helplessness and fear.
The servants and makeup artists were trembling, feeling a fear like never before. Their hearts were filled with regret and helplessness, but they dared not express any emotion. They knew that Mario at this moment seemed to have become not the kind and gentle Mario, but a cold and ruthless ruler. Their hearts were filled with indescribable fear, not knowing what the future of this once warm and kind kingdom would become. Under Mario's indifferent pressure, they could only tightly bite their lips, not daring to make any sound.
When the atmosphere in the room became so heavy that it was almost suffocating, a crisp knocking suddenly came from outside the door. Everyone was startled by this sudden knocking, but they dared not move, standing stiffly in place, their eyes filled with fear. Mario walked to the door and slowly pushed it open.
As the door swung open, Mario saw his brother Luigi standing there. Luigi was dressed in a neat black suit with a flashy tie, looking quite handsome and spirited. There was a hint of ease and joy in his smile, which formed a stark contrast to the tense atmosphere in the room.
Mario saw his brother's appearance, and suddenly, the gloom and indifference on his face disappeared instantly. His eyes were filled with joy and surprise as he walked quickly towards Luigi, happily embracing him. His smile burst from the depths of his heart, completely out of love and surprise for his brother.
At the moment of their embrace, the servants and makeup artists in the room couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They saw Mario's warm and kind side, and felt a familiar and warm atmosphere.
Mario let go of Luigi and looked at his younger brother with joy. He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Mamma Mia! You look so handsome, little brother!" His voice was filled with delight and surprise as he shook Luigi's shoulder, expressing pride and affection in his expression.
Luigi responded with a smile to Mario, and their laughter and pleasant conversation echoed in the room, easing the previously tense atmosphere. However, the fear and unease in the hearts of the servants and makeup artists in the room did not completely disappear. They watched the conversation between Mario and Luigi, and their internal conflicts and unease became more apparent. They couldn't help but wonder why this seemingly gentle and friendly Mario had just shown such a cold and cruel side.
At the moment the door closed, the laughter of Mario and Luigi quickly spread through the quiet room, as if a gloom had enveloped every corner. The two brothers stood in the center of the room, their passionate Italian words flying between them. Their conversation revealed longing for their homeland and fond memories, but the others in the room could not feel this warmth, only an irresistible chill and creeping fear.
Luigi, briefly immersed in the warmth of the brotherly exchange, suddenly realized the passing of time. He quickly checked his watch and nervously said to Mario, "Brother, it's almost time. We should go to the palace square. The citizens are waiting for us there, we need to go greet them and prepare for the start of the feast ceremony."
Mario listened to Luigi's words and laughed even more happily. He nodded as if completely unconcerned about the cold atmosphere in the room just now. His smile revealed an unfathomable gloominess, and a hint of madness and a twisted smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth. In a deep and indifferent voice, he said, "After dealing with those trashy scum, it's our turn to have some fun!" His words were filled with indifference and cruelty, as if one could see the darkness and cunning in his heart.
Luigi also seemed to sense some kind of pleasure in his heart and laughed along with his brother. His laughter seemed not as twisted as Mario's, but it carried a kind of ominous gloom. He also said, "The night is long, brother!" His words seemed to carry a certain ominous premonition, but also seemed full of anticipation for the future feast.
Mario laughed heartily and patted Luigi on the shoulder before turning towards the wardrobe to start organizing his clothing. He carefully took out a delicate Italian suit from the wardrobe, and every movement appeared particularly refined and elegant. He meticulously smoothed out the wrinkles on the clothes and slowly put it on. He looked at himself in the mirror with a satisfied smile, exuding an unmistakable sense of self-confidence and cunning.
Turning to Luigi, his smile became even warmer, seemingly forgetting the cold atmosphere in the room just moments ago. He joyfully said to Luigi, "Let's go, little brother, let's go and enjoy this feast!"
Luigi nodded, seemingly also infected by his brother's smile. They looked at each other and smiled, then walked out of the room towards the palace square. Behind them, the servants and makeup artists in the room still stood in place, shocked and afraid, unable to move, only watching the backs of the two brothers disappear at the end of the corridor.
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