Chapter 51 July Rose
"Hello!"
Yuya met his gaze and was visibly stunned for a moment. Then, without hesitation, she carefully pushed open the broken wooden door and squeezed in, holding a small candlestick in one hand and a small bag in the other, which was bulging with something.
"You are so stubborn. Why did you rush over?" Yuya muttered as he grabbed his arm and helped him up. He was shocked to feel how thin he was.
"That's good now. We've thrown it from the big room into here. Are you feeling better now?"
Yuya reached out and touched his forehead, then lifted his clothes to look at the wound, and was shocked again. "You are also very tenacious. I was worried that your wound would become inflamed and give you a fever."
Nothing could be seen clearly in the broken wooden house with only a ray of moonlight shining through. Everything was very quiet except for Yuya's low voice. He didn't have any medicine, so he could only take out a handkerchief to gently wipe the dirt and take out the small package.
"I heard that you were brought out from the royal court. Didn't you have enough food in the royal court? You were hungry for two days without complaining. You are really patient."
He didn't bother to answer, and didn't care what he brought. He just grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, not even realizing he had swallowed the oil paper.
Yuya sighed deeply, and seemed to want to say something several times, but stopped himself. Finally, he reached out and rubbed his hair, as if he found it a little novel, and smiled and stroked his eyelashes.
"Put it in slowly. Remember, if you don't want to get beaten, don't rush up and fight next time. We are used to this kind of thing. At least the contract is over and we can leave. Just think of it as being bitten by a dog... several times."
"I've never seen anyone so stupid as you."
Yuya said it was easy, but he couldn't smile anymore, and suddenly snatched the bread from his hand. "You should eat less, he just thinks you're too thin and hasn't done anything to you yet, just keep it up..."
The food in his hand was snatched away, but he didn't react or resist. He just wiped the crumbs on his mouth with his fingers and licked them into his mouth, then reached out to pick up the fallen crumbs on the ground and stuffed them into his mouth.
Yuya sighed and stuffed the bread into his hand again. "Forget it, it's not a big deal. Eat it."
Yuya kept chattering to him about random things, sometimes about some new and interesting things outside, sometimes about his ideal, to travel first in the south and then in the north, and then he wanted to make a book with pictures that gave a detailed introduction to all the cities.
He was just busy eating, and then picking up the crumbs after eating, as if he didn't hear anything. Yuya didn't care at all, and became more and more excited as he talked, as if he had already made such a book.
"It's getting late. I can't stay any longer. Remember what I said. Don't be impulsive again."
He nodded, looked at his back and whispered, "Thank you." His voice was hoarse and cold, and it didn't sound like a thank you.
Yuya turned back in surprise and ruffled his already messy hair. "You are not mute, my God."
Yuya squatted in front of him, teasing him to say one more word.
"Thank you." He blurted out these two words again.
"Your voice is very nice, but it needs to be a little lighter and softer. The intonation is a little strange too. Try to speak slower. Say thank you, brother."
This time he didn't say anything. Yuya smiled and shrugged: "Well, I didn't take advantage of you."
The scene in front of him collapsed without warning, and when it solidified and became clear again, it was no longer the shabby house. There were many young men who looked like Yuya around him. He sat next to Yuya and stuffed food into his mouth non-stop.
"I can confirm that the butler is talking about disposing of this batch and not letting anyone leak the news. They won't let us leave."
"We can't bet that they will be kind enough to let us go after the employment period ends."
"Oh, I've already said that there is no news from the outside world. We have never seen the previous batch of servants since we came in. Isn't that clear enough? Did they really give a large amount of compensation?"
"What should we do? Should we escape? That's impossible."
"I heard that he was so arrogant because Groot, the head of the Gene family, is not here. I remember that the head of the family went to the south for two months. He will be back at the end of this month."
"I heard that he only has one wife and no lovers. He is considered a clean person among the nobles. And this time he went to the south to solve the harm of elemental erosion to the people of the ten southern cities. He should be considered a good person. How about..."
"Bad idea, are you trying to say that he will side with us slaves instead of his son?"
"What else can we do... We will die anyway."
Everyone fell silent for a moment. Jaya rubbed his hair with his hands in frustration, looked at the platinum hair in his hands and pinched his face guiltily. Suddenly, a childish voice broke the silence.
"Then kill him."
Everyone's eyes were on him, some in surprise, some in fear, some in thought. Yuya was stunned for a long time, and whispered, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"The potions room is at the end of the third floor. I can mix the poison, but I can't make him drink it."
"No! I don't agree. Do you want to drag us to death together? That's murder."
"Either he dies or we die." He looked up at them and concluded calmly.
"Let's stop here for now, and let's all go back and think about it."
Yuya took him and sneaked back to the shabby house. There was an extremely sumptuous meal on the ground. The smell of meat was disgusting. Yuya's face turned pale, and he told him not to be greedy. He pinched his cheek worriedly, as if he felt that he had lost some weight.
"It can't be less than a little bit. He'll get suspicious and will definitely ask someone to watch me finish it all."
Yuya was stunned for a moment, then patted his little body and praised him for his quick mind.
"I can kill him with my own hands. He won't run away. Stay and set another fire. You can blend in with the servants who are fighting the fire, change your clothes and run away."
Yuya's smile disappeared immediately, and he got angry at him for the first time. "The brothers will find a way, so you don't have to worry about it. Just be good and lose weight and act stupid, do you hear me?"
"Yes."
"The head of Gene's family will never let us go. He will only kill us. He will do something even more ruthless than his son."
Yuya patted his head helplessly and just said, "Don't worry about it."
It's not that they are too stupid to pin all their hopes on a great noble who might be a good person. It's that except for the torture of Dana, they have the best conditions here and a certain degree of power over the servants.
Even if someone says that if they don't change, there is only one way out, and without saying it, a large number of people are secretly thinking, what if it is not the case? When they have to face it, they will subconsciously seek the path that seems to be the most gentle.
Of course, not everyone was like this. Yuya chose to escape, but it was too difficult for them to choose to kill. The seemingly united group had cracks. Yuya didn't say this in front of him, but he watched and listened to their plans every day, but he didn't see any hope.
When Yuya saw the poison in his hand, he panicked and begged him not to do this, and at least choose to believe him, choose to believe his brothers.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to trust his brothers.
This time, his emotional belief made him witness the tragic ending with his own eyes.
The crude escape plan was reported by their own people before it was implemented. Those who chose to wait for Groot's justice could not watch them "alert the enemy", and could not accept that they really succeeded.
Dana still couldn't bear it, and tied up the five or six people who chose to escape, including Yuya, and threw them into the dungeon. The person who chose to inform did not kill him, but took him to the dungeon to see the people who were tortured beyond recognition.
"You are just looking for death. I will prove that I am right. Then, I will rescue you."
The toxins of human nature poison everyone equally, the perpetrators, the offenders, and the victims.
Standing in front of the dim candlelight in the dungeon, he suddenly saw their end and understood the cruel rules of survival in this world.
He hid in the shabby house in the garden all day long, not caring about what changes happened in the outside world. As long as the food was delivered to him, he would eat it desperately. He began to grow his hair long and no longer secretly twisted his platinum hair. He held the bottle of poison tightly in his hand.
Groot, whom they regarded as their savior, came back. He was indeed furious and made Dana kneel on the ground in public. He was whipped twenty times, leaving his body bloody.
They just thought justice had come, and when Grotta pierced his heart with his backhand, he still had a relieved smile on his face. The screams made him rub his ears in annoyance, and he waved his hands to have his men cover their mouths. Blood splattered on the grass and the white garden path. The smell of blood made Grotta turn around and leave in annoyance.
He lowered his head and mixed in with the servants, helping them clean up the bloodstains in the garden. None of the ten people closed their eyes.
He knew he couldn't wait any longer. He lowered his head and followed the servants to the luxuriously decorated room, where Dana was lying on the bed, cursing and throwing things.
He looked up in fear and dodged, which reminded Dana of this thing he had never tasted, the thing brought from the royal court, and the good thing that his father would never kill.
He looks much more interesting than before when he was skinny, but he is just not able to do it now.
He stroked his face like teasing a dog, and seeing that he was trembling with fear, he spoke compassionately and gently: "I am your savior. I saved you from your brother. You must grow up well and repay me."
The bottle of transparent potion in his pocket was against the side of his leg, and he responded with a trembling voice.
The people in the dungeon had long been forgotten by them. It was not difficult to get the key. There was only one last step left.
Yuya was unwilling to cooperate, but he just stood in the flickering candlelight and told him.
"I am not a servant of the royal court. I am a prince of the Herman royal family. They dare not do anything to me. Besides, I will not really kill him."
Yuya's mind was in a mess, so he could only cooperate. He held his hand and said, "Brother, take me with you when you go out. I'm good at painting."
"...Okay, brother, I'll listen to you."
Everything was planned perfectly, and when they got out of the dungeon, he put a whole bottle of poison into Dana's toasting glass. Dana also wanted to try something new today, so he didn't refuse what he brought.
In order to gain his trust, he took a big sip without hesitation. Dana really believed him, and he personally held the glass of wine and sat on his lap, and gave him a full glass of wine to drink.
When he was pressed on the bed and his shirt was ripped off, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, which splashed on his face. When he fell to the ground, Dana saw clearly that his pair of light purple eyes were never timid, but only mocking.
Something happened to the only son of the Gene family, and the whole manor was in chaos. He felt that it was not enough, so he started the fire himself. When they escaped from the dungeon along the route they had explored, they really felt that they were about to succeed.
But he still doesn't know what it means to have elemental abilities.
In his opinion, the fire that was enough to burn them to death was just a matter of a junior mage raising his hand. And the "way out" they explored was indeed a dead end. The magic circle fluctuated, and the result of running all night was that they were teleported back to the center of the garden.
Grote did not intend to kill him immediately, but he was ready to teach him a crueler lesson.
When he saw the wizard's methods, he had anticipated such an outcome. The poison he drank paralyzed his hands and feet, and he kept spitting out blood.
Grote walked up to the boys who were tied up and said, starting with the first one: "Remember, you were killed by his stupidity."
Blood splattered on the ground and on the face of the person next to him. Yuya sat on the ground calmly, looking at him with a wry smile: "We all tried our best."
He looked up suddenly, golden light exploded from his heart, golden silk threads bound his hands, he felt his whole body lighten, all the wounds healed quickly and disappeared, the feeling of numbness also subsided.
Grote looked at his hand in surprise. He calmly negotiated the terms: "If you want to save your son, release them."
The next second, the golden thread broke, blood splattered everywhere, and his face was covered with blood. Groot sneered and told him that it was stupid to negotiate with someone who had absolute power.
The picture was broken, and the bright red sticky blood in front of him seemed to still stick to his body. Luther clenched his fingers and was speechless for a long time.
Ye Yanze's eyes were already calm. To him, that was two lifetimes ago. And no matter how far he had gone, he still did what he was supposed to do in the end.
"You tried your best." Luther suddenly said the same words as Yuya in his memory.
Ye Yanze didn't say anything and didn't answer.
Before their wedding, the drama of everyone pushing down the wall was over, and all parties gained something. On the day of Dana's execution, Ye Yanze did not go to watch, but only heard the deafening cheers in the temple.
Yuya's parents decided to leave the capital, and knelt down in front of the temple to express their gratitude before leaving. Ye Yanze did not show up, but just gave them a half-written travel journal.
It contains information about the ten cities in the south, and there are also detailed illustrations, which show that it has been accumulated for a period of time. Unfortunately, it is only half, and the rest is just a title but blank.
It was Luther who wanted to add a few cities in the north, but Ye Yanze stopped him and only let him write the title.
After the heated discussion in the capital, two major events are about to take place: the wedding is about to take place, and Zelsa will also arrive in the capital.
On the night before the wedding, after all the candles were extinguished, Ye Yanze was lying on his side on the bed, drowsy. Suddenly, he felt someone standing in front of him. However, his consciousness was dizzy and he could not muster up any energy. He only felt a cool hug and the scent of roses.
The next morning, Ye Yanze sat up and saw a rose beside his pillow.
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