What to do if you encounter a madman in another world (Part 3)
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A different world, a fictional background! It has nothing to do with the real world!
The characters are privately designed, the world view is privately designed, the names of people and places are privately designed!
System Document
Inside a luxury Mercedes-Benz sedan.
You frowned and slept very uneasily. You were awakened by a nightmare and subconsciously called out "Mom" in Chinese. For a moment, you couldn't tell whether you were in a dream or reality. The smell of smoke in your nose pulled you back from your daze.
Oh right... you traveled through time...
You've traveled back to wartime! You were almost sent to a prisoner-of-war camp!
You turned your head sharply and saw Feintz leaning against the back of the car, smoking.
He blew the tobacco gently, turning the cigar constantly, as if admiring the flame coming through the cigarette butt, and then pinched the cigar smoke between his fingers.
"Mumm? Miss Kalmann, your Oldenburg accent is very strong. The correct pronunciation should be Mutter."
The pronunciation of "Mom" is very similar in different languages. He didn't realize you were speaking Chinese, but instead thought you were speaking with a regional accent.
"I'm sorry, sir... sir..." You started coughing slightly because of the smell of smoke, and covered your nose with your hands. The smell of smoke choked you so much that you couldn't recover for a long time.
Feintz didn't even care that the cigarette butt that was still burning might burn him. He simply put out the cigar in his hand and then looked out the window with no emotion on his face.
Uh...does he also consider other people's thoughts?
Wake up, wake up! You're in a war world, not an otome world! This isn't a novel!
You dare not say much, keep your eyes down and remain silent, stay quietly, and try to reduce your presence as much as possible.
In your mind, you secretly blame yourself for letting your guard down and falling asleep so easily, while at the same time you quietly call the system. You currently know nothing about this body except its nationality and name. System, system, can you give us a little more information?
Sure enough, the system is still pretending to be dead.
…
The car stopped, the driver got out first, then quickly opened the back door, and you followed Feints out. The guard saluted Feints immediately when he saw him.
【Belgian headquarters, Seneffe Castle】
You received the system's location prompt, and were actually taken to their headquarters...
You look around the castle. Outside, there's a row of tall, rigid iron fences covered with barbed wire. On the northeast side, there's a gun tower, with several lines of soldiers patrolling back and forth, and several police dogs guarding it.
You have seen on TV that these castles often have secret passages leading outside the castle for escape in case of emergencies.
The dark clouds of war and the high fences blocked the clear blue sky of autumn, making it a bit suffocating. You couldn't follow Feynz in directly, but were led by one of his guards and went through five checkpoints of body searches before being allowed into the castle.
All the exhibits and furnishings in the room showed their current overwhelming power.
Ornate crystal chandeliers, elegant oak furniture, heavy Gobelins tapestries placed above the fireplace, antique bronzes and ivory carvings are placed to complement each other, and in the center is a portrait of a man wearing Solingen steel armor, full of the style of the Holy Grail Knight.
Feinz was standing in front of a black grand piano in front of the window, poking the music in front of the music stand with his hands intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was a little impatient because he had waited for you for too long.
"Can you play the piano?"
You started learning piano in the fifth grade of elementary school, but stopped learning in the third year of junior high school because you had to prepare for the high school entrance examination. You only played it a few times occasionally. However, the piano will become rusty if you don’t play it for a few days. Now you are no longer at the eighth level.
You don’t know the experience of this body, so you have to answer according to your own experience before you traveled through time.
"I… I learned it before, but I stopped halfway through and never continued…"
Feinz suddenly pressed the keys violently with his fingers. Two or three keys made a harsh sound when pressed, which interrupted you directly.
You don’t know what you said that angered him. For a moment, you bit your lip until your lower lip turned bluish-white from your teeth, enduring his inexplicable anger.
A sudden feeling of grievance washed over you, and you tried hard not to let your tears overflow.
You were at home taking online classes, preparing for the upcoming monthly exam, but you traveled here and met a moody lunatic. How could you be so unlucky...
Feinz ignored you, didn't even give you a glance, slammed the piano lid shut, and left.
You stood alone in the hall for a long time, your legs numb, and you half-crouched down. Without his instructions, you didn't dare to move, fearing that if you walked back and forth, you would be labeled a spy and sent to a prisoner-of-war camp.
A long time passed, until it was dark, so long that you thought this was the chief's way of punishing you. Until a maid came forward and took you into a room without saying a word.
You find that you have just traveled through time, and the suitcase in your hand is intact on the table in the room.
You were overjoyed and wiped away your tears, thinking that there should be information related to your body in the suitcase. Since the system won’t tell you, then you can find it yourself!
You searched through the suitcase, but found that there was no information you were looking for in it because it was full of clothes.
But the suitcase contained not only an expensive cashmere scarf, but also a muslin dress inlaid with gold ornaments. It seemed that the owner of this body must be from a well-off family.
But why did she come to Belgium alone? You can't help but wonder.
That’s right!
Mirror!
You have to look at what you look like!
She had fair skin and flaxen hair. Her eyes were not the traditional brown, slightly protruding ones of a yuri, but light blue pupils. Her nose was slender and straight, and her skin was covered with a light layer of fuzz, which felt like the velvet on a peach that had not been touched by human hands.
This body doesn't look very old, probably around your age, eighteen years old.
The flaxen hair is indeed a problem, and the external manifestations of y are too obvious, but your eyes happen to be light blue, so you conclude that this body must be mixed-race.
But the system clearly didn't mention mixed-blood...
What's going on here... Is it related to the name "Yvette von Kármán"? Because the owner of this name is mixed-race, the system automatically corrected it?
【Zizizi... (electrical sound)】
System! System! My idea is correct, right?! Stop pretending to be dead! At least, at least tell me how to get home...
…
Feinz hasn't appeared in the castle for several days. It is said that he received a special order and went back overnight. In such a big castle, apart from the servants, you are the only one there.
These days, you have gotten along well with Helen, the maid who first brought you into the room, and she is no longer as cold as she was at the beginning.
You lowered your voice: "Helen, Helen, do you know his name? What is his position in the army? Do you know?"
Helen was cleaning the room. Upon hearing this, she stopped and hesitated for a moment before saying to you, "Miss Yvette, you are asking about our host, Mr. Kalman, right? Mr. Kalman is the acting national envoy for the Belgian region..."
etc……
Ka, Mr. Kalman?
Your brain is a little confused. The officer's name might be Kalman. Kalman is not his family name, but his first name. Stay calm, don't panic...
You took a deep breath, your voice trembling a little, but still holding on to a glimmer of hope: "Is his name Kalman?"
"Yes, Miss Yvette, the gentleman's full name is Feinz von Kármán. The von Kármán family is a famous Junker noble family..."
Help... From the moment you said your name, the officer's abnormal behavior seemed to have a reasonable explanation...
System! System! Get out here! Are you setting me up for trouble?! You knew this military officer family was from the von Kármán clan, yet you still added this option to the selections!
【Zizizi... (electrical sound)】
Stay calm, stay calm, don't panic when encountering things, and analyze carefully.
When Feints first met you, he was just skeptical about your identity, probably because of your flaxen hair and he didn't recognize you.
After hearing your name, he also tried to ask where you live, which means he is not familiar with you, and is only familiar with his family name.
The system is likely to have assigned you to a member of a branch of the von Kármán family. You are alone in Belgium, and your suitcase is filled with expensive clothes. This is all because you are mixed-race!
At some point in time, you might have been sent to Belgium because your mixed-race identity was considered a disgrace to your family.
However, you always feel that there is something wrong with your reasoning...
"Miss Yvette, the master has returned and is in the living room. Please go see him immediately."
A maid called from the door and Helen immediately hurried you over.
You shook your head, trying to convince yourself to accept this reasoning first. Wouldn't it be better to have the same last name? No matter how cruel Feintz is, he wouldn't be so cruel to his family members.
…
living room.
Feyntz was reclining on the sofa in his fine uniform, his greatcoat lying beside him, his once-shine boots stained with blood, which had fallen in spots and made a mess on the living room carpet.
“My shoes are dirty”
The disgust that could not be concealed was clearly revealed in Feinz's eyes as he stared at you intently.
Your heart tightened and you didn't dare to resist. You squatted down consciously and used a towel to wipe Feynz's blood-stained military boots. Your movements were extremely humble.
"Ms. Kalman, you're not very comfortable squatting like this, are you? Why don't you try another position? It should be much more comfortable."
You paused while polishing your shoes, wondering what's wrong with this officer again? Is he trying to humiliate me? It doesn't matter, just kneel. You're a proud Chinese, you can bend and stretch.
Feints began to talk to himself.
"I went back to attend General April von Kármán's medal ceremony. During the ceremony, he told me that my so-called sister, Ina, had lost contact in Belgium. I happened to be in Belgium, so he asked me to look for her."
He also has a sister named Ina?
"Oh, her mother is a bitch. A child born of a bitch is naturally a bitch. How can a bitch who tarnishes pure blood be worthy of being my sister?"
His words made you frown, and you could hear his hatred for the girl Ina from these dirty words.
Feinz bent down, leaning his upper body forward, and ordered you to look up.
You feel your cheeks getting hot.
He observed your expression, and then stroked your face with his cold fingers. The calluses were rough and slightly pricked your tender skin, bringing a tingling sensation from the rough stroke. The cold and smooth feeling like a snake gliding over your face cooled your hot cheeks.
Feinz's fingertips stroked your eyebrows, eyes, nose, and finally stopped at your lips. He rubbed your lips back and forth heavily, with such force that you felt a little pain.
You don't understand why he behaves so abnormally, but you admit that this body is very beautiful, with long flaxen hair that spreads out like seaweed and a pair of light blue eyes, giving it an irresistible mixed-race beauty.
But, this officer wouldn't be interested in you, right? Besides, there's clearly an uncontrollable dislike for you in his eyes...
Just as you were contemplating the meaning of Fiennes's actions, he said something that sent shivers through your body.
"Yina, my dear sister, are you still pretending?"
! !
Your eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Feints.
He's calling you Ina?!
But your name is Yvette!
You suddenly remember that foreigners like to call people close to them by nicknames, just like the nickname of the heroine Elizabeth in "Pride and Prejudice" is Lizzie...
So, Yvette’s nickname is… Ina!
For a split second, an image of separation flashed through your mind.
After the two children finished a four-hand duet at the piano, the little girl was led by the hand by a woman who looked like a y. woman, got into a car and left.
The tires squealed as the car sped away, and the road soon became empty. A boy chased after it in vain, shouting "sister" until he fell to the ground. A little girl lay in front of the car's rear window, crying and calling for her brother...
"elder brother"
Your tears suddenly flowed out of control, and you shouted uncontrollably to Feints.
This isn't your emotion, nor what you want to say. Were you just being controlled by the system...
[Ding Dong——]
[Congratulations to the host, unlocking the hidden quest line, brother and sister recognize each other]
System! Are you kidding me?! What the hell is brother and sister? But brother and sister are fine? At least there's family ties. Fiennes won't send you to a prisoner-of-war camp just because you're half-blood.
No, the hatred he felt for you just now was clearly genuine! You're a mixed-blood, a disgrace to the family, how could he possibly keep you?
The way you were lost in thought while talking to the system, Feynman saw you staring at him unblinking with those tear-filled, light blue eyes, and then the tears fell like pearls from a broken string. Your slender, white neck, as if soaked in milk, was a source of longing.
Feinz suddenly stood up, grabbed your wrist and pulled you up, catching you off guard in your confusion.
"You, let me go, you mad... lunatic..."
He didn't give you the chance to continue scolding him.
"Yina, I remember my father told you not to casually claim to be a member of the von Kármán family. How could you have forgotten? Do you want everyone to know about the existence of a bastard like you and make everyone laugh at the von Kármán family?"
…
…
He leaned close to your ear, his lips touching your earlobe, as if sighing: "Yina, no matter how much you try to hide it, you are still a low-key y. It would be so boring to send you directly to a prisoner-of-war camp."
You miss home, you miss your mother, you miss No. 1 Middle School, you miss your classmates, you even miss the piles and piles of homework that you can't finish. You think, the torture you endured in the prisoner-of-war camp was nothing more than this.
[Ding Dong——]
[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the hidden quest line, The Destroyed Rose]
Please review carefully: the heroine is an adult, over 18 years old, not a biological child, and is a member of the von Kármán family's branch!
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