What to do if you encounter a madman in another world (XVIII)
Different world, fictional background!
The characters and worldview are privately designed and have nothing to do with real history.
The male and female protagonists are not biological children
"Dad, lunch is ready."
General Kalman agreed and followed you to the dining room, looking rather tired.
Lunch consisted of fish stewed in mulled wine with some vegetables, beef brisket stewed with green onions and a few dishes of green beans, and for dessert, delicious cookies decorated with candied violet petals.
The fish stew is mainly prepared for you. It is a very nutritious food for you after giving birth.
The table was set with cutlery, plates, linen napkins and fine china, but the Earl's family originally placed a crystal glass bottle made of Swarovski glass, and the china was added later.
The entire meal was eerily quiet. No one spoke, and the only sound was the clinking of knives and forks.
Emma's crying sound came from the second floor. You quickly wiped your mouth with a napkin, said something to your father, and went upstairs.
Emma woke up in the middle of her sleep and didn't see her mother, so she cried anxiously. You coaxed her for a while, and after Emma fell asleep again, you quietly closed the door and went downstairs again.
"There are plenty of women in the Fountain Center!"
As you returned to the restaurant, you just heard your father say this in a suppressed voice, but when you returned to your seat, your father had regained his composure.
No matter how angry General Kalman is, he is a father and a man after all. He cannot scold his son in front of you.
Feinz didn't answer and ate in silence. Seeing that you liked the candied cookies, he gave you his portion.
…
In the afternoon, you took Emma to play in the back garden for a while, fed her, and coaxed her to sleep in the room next to the master bedroom. Because you had to pack up and go to Oslo with your father, you were afraid of disturbing her while packing.
You were half-kneeling on the ground putting clothes into the open suitcase, but the door of the room was opened.
"Ina, go tell your father you are not going to Oslo."
You knew it was Feintz, so you didn't want to pay any attention to him, turning your back to him and continuing to pack your clothes. But he strode over, scooped you up with one arm and threw you on the bed, then began to act recklessly on you.
You struggled to break free, waving your limbs and struggling wildly, trying to push his chest away, but it was completely useless. You could only lie on the bed and accuse him with uncontrollable tears.
"You're always like this, you're always like this. What on earth do you take me for? I'm leaving, I'm taking Emma with me..."
"Ina..."
Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across Feinz's eyes. He stopped what he was doing and instead picked you up and sat you down on the edge of the bed.
You wrapped your legs around his waist, hanging on him like a koala. You hugged his upper body and rested your face on his shoulder.
There was a long silence before Feintz spoke.
"I've never been there."
ah……
Haven't been anywhere? Haven't been to Oslo? What kind of riddle is he talking about...
"What?"
You looked up at him, but he didn't explain. Instead, he pressed his forehead against yours, rubbing it lightly. This was a gesture you had done countless times when you were together.
You wiped all your tears on his military uniform and lay on him for a long time. His back was still straight. This little time was nothing compared to his training at the military academy.
"Where's my father?"
You asked proactively.
"Father went to Vendôme this afternoon."
oh……
It looks like my father won't be back until tonight...
You just fed Emma and coaxed her to sleep. It will probably take some time for her to wake up...
"Ina, is it okay?"
Feinz began to stroke your back with his hands, his voice becoming hoarse when he asked. He knew why you asked about your father's whereabouts, but this time he was not as tough as before. Instead, he chose to ask for your opinion.
In fact, he hasn't touched you since the bleeding when you were four months pregnant with Emma.
You thought about it for a moment.
Never mind... Ina, you're going to Oslo anyway, so just treat it as... just treat it as the last time...
"Um."
You climbed onto his neck, and he leaned over, touching his thin lips to yours in a gentle and delicate kiss.
As always, your heart begins to beat involuntarily, and this feeling is so real that you can't reject it.
…
Your foreheads touched, your light breathing rhythmically caressing his face, his fingers entwined with yours until your fingers were tightly clasped, and he didn't let go for a long time.
"Ina, don't go, okay? My Ina, don't go..."
He kept repeating it in a low voice, as if trying to confuse your judgment and shake your will through the overlap of words and the rhythm of syllables.
You closed your eyes.
Ina, leave him...
…
【Gardermoen Airport, Oslo, Norway】
You received a system location prompt.
The temperature in Oslo in June was quite mild and comfortable. The afterglow of dusk shone obliquely on the trees in the Gran district and finally fell on the Kinulaka district. The sunlight dyed every place it fell with a brilliant golden color that should not appear in wartime.
Compared to the cosmopolitan city of Paris, Oslo, aside from its time-worn buildings and famous historical paintings, is just an ordinary town. Although ordinary, it gives people a sense of security.
You and your father rode in a black Horch sedan with a convertible top to your residence in Oslo, a luxurious mansion in the heart of the city. From the second floor you could see the City Hall, the Parliament, and even the Akershus Fortress.
The room was decorated in the unique Scandinavian style. The furniture was all in light colors and came from the fjords of the Sanmora area. Four maids had already been waiting in the mansion. It was obvious that someone had arranged everything in advance.
…
This time you came to Oslo, you changed the environment and your mood was not as depressed as before.
You sat by the crib, teasing Emma, who giggled.
"Mother, Emma, call mother."
You are teaching Emma to speak in Chinese.
Although the child is still young, frequently instilling some repeated words and phrases into her can deepen her impression. Maybe one day she will suddenly come up with a word to surprise her parents.
You suddenly remembered that in Brussels, Feynz said you had a strong Oldenburg accent. If he were there, he would definitely make fun of your strange pronunciation again.
Emma's little hand held your fingers, and she looked at you happily with her deep blue eyes.
Your heart softened, and you said to Emma in German: "Emma, Daddy, call Daddy."
For dinner, the maid prepared fish in sauce, reindeer stew with brown cheese sauce, small portions of mashed potatoes, and hot scones.
"Ina, Dad is going to do some inspection tomorrow," General Kalman paused, then changed his words: "He's on a patrol and inspection mission, so he might be gone for a while."
General Kalman took a sip of Viking beer, a Norwegian specialty, with a taste somewhere between beer and wine, but more fragrant than beer and stronger than wine.
"You and Emma stay home. If you get bored, go out for a walk. Hmm... go see Ibsen, visit an art gallery, or something like that. But you must be accompanied by guards when you go out, and you must not go out during the curfew..."
General Kalman is still instructing you on some matters, just like an old father who is worried about his children.
But, my father had just arrived in Oslo for a few days, and he was already going on a mission... What mission was so important...
Although you were puzzled, General Kalman clearly didn't want to discuss it. You thanked your father for his concern and nodded obediently.
…
…
System, is this a hidden quest line?
【Zizizi... (electrical sound)】
Very good, you have figured out the system routine. If it involves the part of the quest line, it will make an electric sound.
Ina, stay calm and don't panic.
Father is not at home, you have plenty of time. Emma should be awake soon, go and see your child first.
…
The next morning, you locked the door of your study and took the MINOX miniature camera that Sally gave you at the organization's base. Fortunately, you were afraid that it would be discovered if you left it in the Earl's Mansion, so you brought it to Oslo.
The document had so many pages, almost fifty in total. But you only had one roll of film in this tiny camera, and a roll of film could only take 11 photos at most.
It seems you need to select a few important pages to shoot.
Stay steady, stay steady, don't panic.
Just as you are quickly browsing the files and selecting the important parts to shoot, the bells of the distant church ring out throughout the sky of Oslo.
The bell rang three times almost briskly, and then rang four times heavily, as if God's hammer had fallen into eternal reincarnation, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time.
You were caught off guard and got startled, causing the miniature camera in your hand to fall to the ground, and the film inside popped out. You quickly squatted on the ground to check it, and fortunately it didn't prevent you from continuing to use it.
Next, you finish shooting the remaining pages.
…
You are in the bathroom, seemingly combing your hair in front of the mirror, but in fact your mind has already drifted to the hidden mission.
You've been waiting for almost a month, but your father still hasn't come back. You thought you could stay in Oslo with your father forever, but now you've found a new mission and have to go back to Paris again.
The maid called you outside, saying that Emma was crying and looking for her mother. You answered and hastily tied your hair up into a bun.
A few strands of hair fell onto the pine floor as you stood up, and the light golden ends of your hair were quietly fading back to their original color.
…
"Father!"
You ran over and hugged your father like a little girl. General Kalman was stunned at first, then he smiled and hugged you back.
"Daddy's little Ina, do you miss daddy? Are you feeling unwell recently? Is Emma still obedient?"
General Kalman sat on the sofa, and you answered your father's questions one by one. Seeing the white hair mixed in with your father's golden hair, your heart twitched and you couldn't help but reach out to touch it.
"Father, you have white hair."
"Really? Dad is old, so Ina, please pull it out for him."
General Kalman looks at you gently.
"No, if you pull out one, ten will grow."
You suddenly felt very uncomfortable and sat down on the sofa. A wave of sadness welled up in your heart, and your nose began to feel sore. If your father didn't handle such an important task like Vemork, that person would definitely not let him go...
Oh my god…
You felt so guilty for repeatedly taking advantage of General Kalman's fatherly love and trust. For a moment, you were unable to say the following words and hung your head in pain.
"Ina, are you still blaming Dad? Your brother... was indeed very wrong, but Dad has vented his anger on your behalf... Later, Dad may send you to Stockholm, where it's safer..."
Tears welled up in your eyes. You couldn't bear to hear this any longer. You couldn't be soft-hearted! You had to complete the hidden questline! You had to go home!
You interrupted General Kalman and choked:
"Father, I'm sorry. I want to go back to Paris. I...I miss my brother. I love him and I don't want to leave him. I regret it. I want to go back..."
There is truth mixed in with lies, and there is lies mixed in with truth.
Through your tearful eyes, you saw the cracked look on General Kalman’s face.
…
You returned to Paris.
Feinz didn't come to the airport to pick you up. Yuri was the one who picked you up. According to Yuri, the command center has been very busy recently and Feinz has no free time.
When you got home, you quickly asked Mandy to take Emma. You carried Emma all the way, and your arms were so sore you could barely lift them. The journey back was even harder than you thought. Not only did you have to worry about whether you'd run into danger, but you also had to constantly care for Emma.
The next day after you went home to pack up, you wanted to go to Pasteur Street to find Sally with your miniature camera, but the guard at the door of the Earl's Mansion stopped you.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but I've received orders from above and you are temporarily prohibited from leaving the house."
ah?
He...why doesn't he let you go out again...what is he doing...
If you can't go out, you can't go to Pasteur Street to find Sally, and you can't send a miniature camera to the organization to pass on information, but there is no other way, you have to wait at home these days.
"Emma, what's wrong with your dad? We've been back for so long, but he hasn't come to see us, and he won't let mom go out. What has he been busy with lately?"
You sat next to the crib, holding a small bell tied with a red string in your hand, shaking it from side to side, and Emma's blue eyes rolled around.
…
Monday was a day off, and Feynman didn't come back in the morning.
After you finish your lunch break, Mandy knocks on the door of your room and says that her husband is back.
You hurriedly changed your clothes, put your hair up, and ran downstairs to meet him, only to find him sitting in the living room smoking.
The smoke entangled him like a tangled mess, and it grew bigger and bigger, almost covering his face.
Feinz heard the noise and waved his cigarette away, glancing in your direction.
The smile on your face froze instantly.
His eyes were cold, devoid of any warmth, nothing at all, and he looked at you just like he did when you first arrived at Sennefer Castle.
He put out his cigarette and walked towards you.
"Emma's upstairs?"
He hugged you and bounced you up, as if trying to gauge your weight.
You don’t know why you feel wronged, “You smoke, if you smoke, don’t go to see Emma…”
Feinz chuckled and put his arm around your back, pulling you towards him and lowering his head to nibble on your ear.
"Yina, you're so bold now. You even want to control your brother, huh? Isn't Oslo fun? If you went there, don't come back. What are you trying to do by coming back now?"
What…what do you mean…
Didn’t he want you to go to Oslo? Why did he suddenly change his attitude now that you’re back... Is he angry?
You feel a little cold.
"Brother...Emma, Emma misses Daddy, so I..."
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if trying to calm himself, before letting go of you and striding upstairs to meet Emma.
…
At night, you coaxed Emma to sleep in your bedroom and gently placed her in her crib.
You were exhausted after taking care of the children for a whole day. Fiennes stayed in the study for a while, washed up, and then returned to the room, holding you under him.
…
You were shocked and said in a low voice: "Brother, Emma, Emma is sleeping!"
…
Emma started to cry uncontrollably. Every time she cried, your heart felt like a knife stabbing your heart. You tried your best to stop her and said:
"Brother...Brother, Emma...Emma is crying..."
You begged him, pleaded with him, and pleaded with him, but he remained unmoved.
Mandy heard the noise downstairs and ran upstairs. She knocked on the door and asked, "Madam? Is the young lady crying?"
Feyntz picked up the glass bottle beside the bed and threw it toward the door, cursing, "Get out!"
The child's crying was like the background sound of this farce, which started out loud, gradually became weaker, then broke, and finally became almost inaudible.
Until finally, you hear him say to you again, Schwein.
Pig.
But this time, you don’t have time to feel bad.
The moment the power that bound you left you, you struggled to get out of bed, but your legs suddenly gave way and you fell to the floor. You practically crawled on your knees to the crib to check on Emma.
Emma's little face had turned red because of crying for a long time.
Your arms are too weak to hold her, so you can only pat her gently with trembling hands in an attempt to comfort her.
Be good, Emma. Don't be afraid, Emma. Mommy is here.
My Emma, do not be afraid, do not be afraid.
…
In July in Paris, the plane trees lining the streets are green in varying shades, and the sunlight on the Seine is divided into pieces of gold as the river flows.
As July was almost halfway through, you were still under house arrest, growing increasingly anxious. After the middle of the month, with Mandy's help, you struggled to climb over the back garden fence and escape.
The guard who was originally guarding the back garden was recently transferred away for some unknown reason.
The subway stations are stricter than before. In the past, Paris subway stations only required ticket inspection upon entering the station, but now there is ticket inspection inside the carriages.
The fully armed soldiers, all wearing black top hats and huge beards, were rude when checking tickets. You watched them approaching your carriage, and the miniature camera in your pocket made you feel hot.
Just as you hold your breath, you hear the sound of the subway arriving at the station.
"We're at Place de la Concorde."
Concorde Station has a crystal and iron logo.
You immediately left the car, walked up the stairs, turned the corner, and walked outside along the spiral staircase.
After exiting the subway station and walking towards the Place de la Concorde, you discover that all the bronze statues that were originally on the square have disappeared.
The ground is covered with holes, just like pimples that appear out of nowhere on a girl's face, making people feel regretful about beauty.
You walked all the way to Pasteur Street and told Sally the news.
Sally was surprised and then delighted.
"Ina, the organization is truly grateful for the information you provided this time!"
Sally took out the film from the miniature camera and put it in a thin transparent bag to prevent water from seeping into the film and causing light leakage after the film was developed.
Sally searched for a rope or something to tie the thin, transparent bag around the film, but couldn't find one. You untied your bun, handed the rubber band to Sally, and let your hair fall down behind you.
This film carrying secrets will be relayed by multiple parties and sent to the MI6 headquarters in London, England.
[Ding Dong——]
[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the hidden quest line, The Secret of Norway]
…
Inside a luxury Mercedes-Benz sedan.
Feintz smoked a cigarette, looked through documents, put his right hand on the car window, and then flicked the ash out of the window.
Yuri asked, turning his head from the passenger seat.
"Sir, the French police have already been dispatched to the Place de la Concorde, but the situation isn't very optimistic. They say they haven't caught enough..."
Feintz interrupted Yuri as he took a drag on his cigarette.
"No matter what method is used, all the train cars in the prisoner-of-war camp must be filled. Tell them to find a way to capture people."
Yuri nodded, called a corporal guarding the Mercedes-Benz, and passed on Feinz's words verbatim.
"Sir, are you going to go to the Place de la Concorde to see the situation yourself, or are you going back to the mansion?"
Feints threw the cigarette butt out of the car window. His right eyelid had been twitching since the beginning of the day. He leaned against the back of the car with his eyes closed, rubbing it with the joint of his right index finger.
"I heard IdS caught a rat recently? Did they get anything useful out of it?"
Yuri replied: "Leiro said he's a tough nut to crack."
"Oh, if the bones are hard, just use a hammer to break them. Let's go to Foch Avenue first."
The headquarters is on Avenue Foch, in the heart of Paris, not far from the Elysee Palace.
The Mercedes started up and the flag on the car fluttered in the breeze.
…
You passed by Rue de la Charité and were about to cross the Place de la Concorde when a group of uniformed soldiers trotted past. You lowered your eyes, leaned against the roadside with your head lowered, and tried to minimize your presence.
The sunlight penetrated the thick clouds and went all the way down, landing directly on your loose hair. The light golden hair glowed hazily under the reflection of the sunlight, making the short flaxen circle at the end of your hair more prominent.
Lieutenant Jonas, the leader of the team, whistled excitedly upon seeing this and shouted towards your location:
"JUDE"
Your hand hanging by your side suddenly trembled uncontrollably. You tried your best to blur out the name and continued walking forward.
Jonas, however, stood in front of you, his uniform meticulously dressed, like a blooming black tulip.
He grabbed your hair, pulled out a few strands, and wrapped them around his hand. He squinted his eyes and deliberately raised his arm to expose the hair to the sunlight.
A breeze blew in from the west, blowing the hair into your face, and the strands of hair stuck to your skin.
"Sir… Sir…"
You looked at him tremblingly with tears in your eyes.
Jonas pinched your cheeks so hard that your face was deformed. He smiled cruelly, as if he wanted to tear you apart and swallow you whole.
You heard him grit his teeth and say, "Hair dye"
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