Chapter 203 Case File 3: The Mysterious Dinner Party at Rose Villa (7)
As a bird in a cage, Princess Dresi has very comfortable living conditions.
Based on what Jiang You had seen and heard, if the Duchy of Huntington had a ranking of the eight wonders of the world, the scenery of Rose Villa would probably be in the top three.
Luxurious mansions, endless seas of roses covering the mountains, and material supplies that could be considered complete even in the magical Middle Ages... King and Queen Delman tried their best to meet all of their daughter's material demands, but they also stubbornly ignored all of her spiritual desires.
The huge manor is an empty cage. There are grassy horse farms, a library with a large collection of books, and a cliff overlooking the sea. But except for the princess, there is no living person in this manor.
"Ah?" Jiang You couldn't help but take a breath when he heard this.
Leila remained oblivious, recounting the story from her memory. "For the princess's safety, His Majesty the King permits only puppets like us to serve her. Aside from Her Majesty the Queen's annual stay in midsummer, this villa... in the princess's words, is an 'empty ghost town.'"
Jiangyou couldn't help but pause in placing the almond 'nails' on the witch finger biscuits. Her mind flashed back to the boring days when she was hospitalized as a child. For a moment, she almost felt the same way.
Humans are social animals, and no one can escape the loneliness of society. Endless loneliness and boredom will drag people into the abyss of destruction.
Although modern people will spontaneously seek solitude in the noisy life from time to time, they will also hold their mobile phones all the time, reading novels, watching videos, and browsing the news... Few people notice that this is not true solitude. People just put themselves in a virtual world in a book or drama, allowing themselves to experience those virtual interpersonal relationships and enjoy emotional experiences that will not bring themselves any real harm or pressure.
Even if the experience is not satisfactory, people can still say, "What a crappy book!" "What a terrible drama!" "What a world!" and then continue with their real life.
But very few people can abandon all communication and exchanges, cut off all contacts, disconnect from all social media, live in seclusion, and become true hermits.
——Even if you can really do it, how many years can you keep from going crazy?
As a child, Jiang You's greatest fear was being alone in the bleak intensive care unit, without a cell phone, a TV, or books, seemingly with nothing to do but close her eyes and sleep. An oxygen tube inserted into her nose prevented her from moving, while the incessant voice in her head constantly reminded her of her impending death. The uncontrollable thoughts were like a heavy, dark sludge, covering her entire body, immobilizing her, threatening to pull her down into the abyss and devour her completely...
She closed her eyes, the fire in her pupils dimming for a moment before brightening again. Jiang You had only spent a few months in the intensive care unit, but the princess had been locked away in this villa for her entire life.
Every day, I eat bland meals prepared by puppet chefs and do the same old things. Only a few puppets, which can be described as artificially retarded, can talk to me. But those repetitive words only make me feel more empty and bored...
Following Leila's narration, Takumi imagined the princess reading obscure texts in a deserted library, imagining the laughter and beautiful love stories in the books, only to return to the reality of endless loneliness when she looked up; she practiced riding and archery alone in the stables, with a heroic demeanor, always hitting the bull's eye, but no one cheered for her; she sat among beautiful flowers, but there was no one to share the beauty before her. Under the repetitive gaze of the day, even the most beautiful scenery gradually became dim, and the sweet fragrance of the flowers became suffocating...
A feeling of sadness suddenly rose between Jiangyou's sternum. She pulled out a light blue soul fire, tore off a small piece and put it in her mouth to chew. In an instant, she was so sour and bitter that even her brows wrinkled.
"Ahem... Pah!... So sour and bitter... This color of soul fire can't be used as a snack!"
She put the soul fire into her head, washed her hands carefully and wiped them clean, then put the prepared witch finger biscuits and spider biscuits into the baking tray and put them into the bread oven to bake.
"What happened next?" Jiang You asked. "What happened next?"
Leila tilted her head in confusion, her glassy eyes rolling around. "I don't know either. My previous owner grew up, and I was no longer in her care. I was assigned to the kitchen and laundry room, responsible for washing dishes and clothes. When I saw her again, she had given birth to a beautiful baby."
Takumi Yu: "..." The plot jumps too fast! What on earth could have happened to allow a lonely princess imprisoned in a mountain villa to suddenly give birth to a child?!
Jiangyou felt like she had accidentally pressed the skip button while playing a game, but instead of skipping a conversation, the game jumped directly to the end. Her mind was full of questions, but Leila obviously could not provide any more useful information.
"Each puppet has its own specialties," Leila explained in a serious tone, her voice mechanical and emotionless. "For example, I'm skilled at cleaning with water magic. I'm also good at caring for babies, telling them fairy tales... But once my masters grow up, they no longer need me. Other puppets specializing in grooming and etiquette will take over my duties and care for them."
For some reason, Jiangyou heard a sense of grievance in that unchanging tone.
She couldn't help but wipe her bony claws on her apron and gently rubbed the little maid's head to comfort her: "But did you meet the little master later?"
"Yes," Leila's tone remained unchanged, but Jiang You felt that she was visibly happy. "The little master is a chubby little baby. Every time I tell him a story, he giggles non-stop."
"So, do you still remember things about the little master?" Jiang You patiently coaxed, "For example, what was the little master's name? How old is he now? What are his characteristics?"
Leila's glass eyes shone with clarity: "The little master is such a bubbly little master! He's so small! He can be held in one hand! Oh, and when the little master pees, he can spray so high! When he pees, his face turns red... I'm the one who changes his diapers!"
Jiang You silently raised his hand, stopping Leila from speaking: "Stop, the amount of information is too little and too much, I don't want to know any of this!"
——Although the embarrassing things that happen to human babies when they are unable to take care of themselves are generally similar, considering that Madame Butterfly has invited many related parties this time, when Takumi Yu thought that one of his guests might be the little master whose childhood personal privacy was unfortunately exposed by the puppet maid, he felt a little uncomfortable to look at it.
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