At noon, in the prayer house in the corner of the backyard of Crescent Castle.

In the dimly lit narrow house, there was a square sacrament table covered with black oil stains and mottled paint.

A corner of the square table that was used to worship gods in the past was temporarily used as a dining table.

A candlestick was burning on the table for lighting.

On the candlestick, the low-quality candle made by traditional methods was burning restlessly. The blue-green candlelight kept jumping and emitting a pungent smell.

The blue-green light vaguely illuminated the faces of the two women.

A woman who was probably in her early forties, with a pale face and sunken eye sockets and cheeks due to being thin. Under the strange-colored candlelight, she looked like a witch in a fairy tale.

The other woman was very young, or more accurately, a girl.

She was only eleven or twelve years old, with a pale face and thin figure, but the strong vitality of youth gave the girl smooth, elastic skin and bright eyes.

This makes their appearance less scary.

The two people are the old baron's widow, Mrs. Saxe, and his daughter Evelyn.

They ate lunch in silence.

Lunch consisted of meat and bread. It didn't taste very good, but it was enough to fill my stomach.

Suddenly, Mrs. Saxon scolded in a low voice: "Evelyn, how many times have I told you this."

"Fish eyeballs are edible and can make your eyes brighter. Don't always feed them to your greedy cat!"

"But mom, I don't like eating fish eyes."

"Then give it to me."

“Mom, but you obviously don’t like it either,” Evelin retorted cautiously.

Mrs. Saxe paused, her eyes darting from one daughter to another, and then she suddenly lost her temper.

"You ignorant girl, the tree that shielded us from the storm has fallen. The good days are gone forever. From now on, there will be only hard times!"

"When your uncle becomes the new baron, we will be driven out of the castle, and become washerwomen on the streets!"

"But we can't wash as fast or as well as others, so we will definitely go hungry or even die of starvation on the streets."

"No one will sympathize with us. The people on the island are all ruthless and cold-blooded criminals. The weak will only be bullied."

"At night, those men would lie on us like dogs and make us give birth to babies one after another until we die!"

The girl retorted in a low voice: "My uncle wouldn't be so heartless. He's very good to me."

Mrs. Saxon smiled bitterly, holding her forehead: "Your uncle is a complete rogue. He treats you well because he is greedy for your body!"

"Then there is my uncle."

"Your uncle is even more of a villain. He tortured your aunt to death. If he becomes the new baron, we will not only be tortured by him, but also by his knights!"

"Within half a year, we will all be tortured to death!"

The innocent girl was frightened by her mother's words.

After a long silence, Evelin spoke timidly, “But my brother wrote back, saying he would be back soon.”

"That's the rumor in the city, too. People also say that my brother has become a big shot out there."

Hearing this, Mrs. Saxon's face showed a hint of hope, but more of pain.

She smiled sadly, with a look of self-mockery on her face: "Yes, I almost forgot that I have a son."

Her husband, Baron Ted, had been a bodyguard for the Lord of the Shire for ten years and was much more knowledgeable than the average Sturgeon Islander.

Influenced by her husband over the years, she knows more and has a longer-term vision than the average woman.

She knew very well that her eldest son was a mediocre person.

At least before he was ten years old, her mother could not see anything special about her son.

Her husband had found a magic tutor for her because of his relationship with the earl, but she had studied for ten years and still hadn't graduated. This had become a laughing stock for the entire island.

The islanders said that people were useless, and their catchphrase was "Look, this is another baron's eldest son."

But after all, he was a son, so Mrs. Saxony still had some expectations in her heart.

She didn't want her eldest son to succeed her and become the new baron. She only hoped that he could return to the White Sturgeon Island as soon as possible and take them away from this evil cave.

From now on, I will settle down as an ordinary person in the Shire or somewhere else, and live an ordinary, stable life without any worries.

But 14 days had passed since I received the reply, and there were less than 6 days left before the 20-day deadline promised by my son.

As the days passed, Mrs. Saxon's hope grew fainter.

But this is her last hope after all, just like the only light in the darkness, it is the only reason for her to insist on living.

So, after saying this, she didn't continue to make sarcastic remarks.

"Okay, let's just wait, but don't hold too high expectations. After all, your brother's life in Dawn City isn't easy either."

She lowered her head and scooped up a spoonful of the slightly stale wild vegetable soup with a wooden spoon, drinking it in small sips to calm the bitterness in her heart.

But before he had finished a spoonful of soup, the old butler Ah Fu came trotting in and reported, "Madam, Sir Alais is here."

Mrs. Saxon was so shocked that she almost dropped the spoon in her hand: "Why is he here again?!"

Ales is her younger brother. He was fine at first, but he has become more and more frequent in recent days, coming to cause trouble almost every two days.

Although she was miraculously forced to retreat every time, she felt more and more guilty as it happened. She didn't know how long her good luck would last.

'Mother Nature can't always protect me, right? ' she thought.

Just then, a hoarse laugh came from the door: "Sister, I came to visit you."

As he spoke, a short, stocky man with a goatee appeared at the door.

His body was so strong that he looked as broad as a door panel from the front. Blocking the light in the room, he made it even dimmer.

The man did not come in either, but stood at the door, the spur of his right foot tapping lightly on the moldy threshold, his hands playing with the whip meaninglessly, his 'kind' eyes lingering on his niece.

Mrs. Saxon felt her heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of her throat, but she tried her best to remain calm, at least on the surface.

It is true that the other party is her younger brother, but he is not her biological brother. He is her stepmother's child, who has bullied her since childhood. When she grew up and had the support of her husband, he did not dare to bully her anymore, but the relationship between the two sides became very bad.

Therefore, the superficial family relationship did not give her any psychological comfort.

He took another sip of the somewhat cold soup to ease his nervousness: "Alais, you are too impatient. It's only been ten days."

Alais grinned: "Sister, I know what you are expecting, but I want to tell you that this is meaningless."

"Even if he came back, he couldn't change anything."

"If he dares to object, my uncle will tie him up with ropes and drag him for several miles across the fields on a warhorse, and he will surely not dare to speak."

"If he still dares to object, I will strip him naked and drag him for a few miles. Then even if he objects, he won't be able to say anything, haha."

Mrs. Saxon found that her hands were shaking and she couldn't control it.

All the Crescent Knights loyal to the Saxony family have left, and only the loyal old butler Afu is still guarding by their side, but he is just an ordinary man.

His protection was meaningless.

The former Baroness' only support was her son who was away on a journey and had never returned.

Then, she heard herself saying in a pleading tone: "Alais, my brother, for the sake of our common father, please don't force me like this, okay?"

She hadn't used this tone for more than 20 years, and the last time she used it was before she married Ted.

Ales seemed to get some kind of satisfaction and he laughed out loud.

"Sister, I want to remind you that our common father has been dead for five years. That old guy was not a good guy either. He died in a woman's belly, hahahaha."

"When he died, the toy was still hard and couldn't be removed. It scared the poor woman."

"Guess what I did?"

"I don't know. And I don't want to know!"

Mrs. Saxon felt like she was about to collapse because she knew the other party was going to brag about his shameful past again.

"Ahahahaha~~"

Alais laughed triumphantly.

"But I'm going to tell you!"

"I killed that woman with one sword, then chopped her in half and buried her lower half together with my father. This way, even if our good father goes to hell, he can always enjoy himself."

"The upper half was fed to the dogs to appease the jealousy of our father's legitimate wives."

"Sister, don't you think I did a great job?"

Mrs. Saxon listened to these nonsense and looked at her brother's smug face. She seemed to see a demon escaping into the world.

She couldn't help but pray silently in her heart.

"Merciful Mother Nature, please help me, at least help my daughter escape from this hell on earth."

"I was born in a sinful family and I bear original sin. I deserve to suffer. But my daughter is innocent. She is so young and kind. She shouldn't suffer like this."

But Mother Nature seemed to have not heard her prayers at all, or maybe she heard them but didn't want to pay attention to them for the time being.

The demon blocking the door kicked the wall of the sacrificial house with his spurs, knocking off a large piece of wall plaster and making a loud "bang".

"Sister, tonight, I want to have a good time with my niece."

He seemed to be issuing an ultimatum.

This touched Mrs. Saxon's bottom line.

So, she growled back without hesitation.

“If you dare to do this, Evelin’s brother will tear you to pieces when he comes back!”

She knew that these words had little deterrent effect because she herself lacked confidence.

But she had to do this. At this moment, she was like a mother wolf trying desperately to protect her cubs.

And the strange thing is that every time she did this, her shameless brother would always give in.

This time was no exception.

Alais' attitude softened. He shrugged and said, "Sister, don't get excited. I'm just joking with you. Haha. How about the day after tomorrow?"

"I'll be intimate with my niece the day after tomorrow?"

"Get out of here!"

"Sister, I will keep my word. When my good nephew comes back, I, as his uncle, will definitely teach him a lesson."

"Get out of here!"

Ales finally left.

"Although my brother is shameless, he is not stupid. He must be very afraid of my son."

"Rosen, my child, you are not really a big shot, are you?"

Without answers and without much confidence, she could only try her best to calm down and prepare to continue with lunch.

But at this moment, a young man's voice suddenly emerged in Mrs. Saxony's heart.

"Mother, it seems I came back just in time."

The voice was unfamiliar, but the tone was gentle, and the address was strange, she actually called her mother.

Mrs. Saxon paused for a moment, turned her head and looked around, but found that there was no one in the room.

She sighed in her heart: "Did I hear it wrong?"

(End of this chapter)