Chapter 8 Things will always go in a worse direction

"How, how!"

Evan took a half-step back, looking devastated. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info has always been the representative of omnipotence in Erosa, ascending to the heights, and the followers gathered! And at this moment, when the three brothers and sisters needed help the most, someone would actually refuse the olive branch thrown by the family, and this blow was too shocking!

Doesn't he know that as long as he helps the three siblings, it is not impossible for him to have knowledge, martial arts, money, status, and even his own territory in the future? Even if he hates the Clayderman family, is there such an opportunity to soar, is he so arrogant that he is unwilling to accept it?

"You said he hated the Claydermans, can you tell me why?"

Unlike the shocked Avan, Charlotte preemptively asked questions, and her expression had never been so serious.

"This, this ......"

"Don't worry, I won't blame you, please tell me! No matter what the result is, you have helped us, and we will remember this friendship!"

In Charlotte's 12 years of life, she has never been so serious. Unlike Evan and Vivien Leigh, who knew nothing and only believed in their own judgment, he understood how serious the consequences of failing again would be. In any case, he must seize this only opportunity and push the door open to the end.

"It is said that when Claire was very young, his father responded to the call of the Grand Duke of Erosa to go to the north to wage war against the barbarians. “

In that war, Claire's father was killed, the breadwinner of the family was lost, the promised bereavement benefits were not paid, and his family soon collapsed. “

In order to keep him alive, his mother is said to have sold herself into slavery to a cruel lord who was cruel and cruel, often abusing Claire's mother and forcing the young Claire to watch while bullying her. “

Later, it is said that Claire's mother was abused to death, and Claire was kicked out of the Lord's Mansion until she was accepted by the innkeeper, and lived a life of begging and stealing. For this reason, Claire has a deep hatred for all nobles, including the Clayderman family. ”

"Ah, when, of course, I don't mean to speak ill of the great Grand Duke Erosa. Archduke Erosa is a wise leader, of course we all know this, but there will always be some parasites down there!"

Finally, she added with trepidation for fear of arousing Charlotte's wrath.

No wonder Claire hates aristocrats so much. Thinking about it, if Charlotte encountered such a situation in her previous life, let alone hate, it is possible to buy a dynamite bag and die with those powerful people. Evan and Fivien Leigh on the side couldn't help but be terrified when they heard such a story. Vivien Leigh hated her teeth even more, and she wanted to dismantle that villain.

But in fact, is the Clayderman family really not at fault in this matter? During the reign of the contemporary Grand Duke of Erossa, although he swept away the decline in the country, attacked the barbarians in the north, developed the economy, and made the Duchy of Erosa a a decisive political force in the San Lorenzo Empire, these exploits and authority were not piled up with corpses and bones, and bloody rain!

Thinking about such things, Evan couldn't help but fall into confusion.

"Who is that lord?

Charlotte immediately pressed after him, realizing that he had some key information, and if he could use it as a bargaining chip, maybe Claire would be able to be convinced by them.

"Sorry, sorry, we don't know......"

"Damn it!"

Charlotte slapped the bar, causing the two waitresses to tremble, and he didn't have time to comfort them, so he immediately turned over and jumped over the bar, lifted the curtain and rushed into the back kitchen.

"Claire, don't you want revenge? As long as you help us and tell us the location of the secret passage leading out of the city, I, Charlotte, hereby promise to help your mother avenge!"

At this time, Claire was squatting on the ground, picking up the greens in her hands. He was slightly shocked when he heard Charlotte's words, and turned back unhappily with a frown.

"Guest, it is not the work of a well-bred gentleman to enter the back kitchen without permission. ”

"Ha, gentleman! make no mistake, my Charlotte has never been a gentleman!"

He crouched on the ground in defiance and grabbed Claire by the shoulders, who flicked his arms in disgust, but was firmly pinned down by Charlotte due to lack of strength.

"Listen Claire, you should be able to tell that I'm different from the other nobles. I've been an outlier since I was a child, I don't care about any etiquette, I often skip home, and do things that make my parents feel a headache. I also do all sorts of pranks to annoy the adults. ”

"But I never bullied servants and soldiers, because I don't think that's what a man should do. In the eyes of others, I am a nasty little bastard, but every time something goes wrong, I carry it alone, because I feel that commitment and trust are more important than anything else!"

"Claire, believe me, as long as you help me, I will definitely show you what a man's promise looks like! I swear, I will avenge you, no matter who the bastard who hurt you is, I will let him get the punishment he deserves! I promise you in the name of Charlotte, not the Claydermans! So, will you believe me? friend!"

"Let Me Go ......"

Claire's resistance gradually faded, and he stared at Charlotte with his emerald green eyes for a moment, and for a moment, he felt that the other party was even about to see through his own soul and see that he was a dove occupying the magpie's nest. Subconsciously, Charlotte let go of Claire's shoulders.

"You say that you are like an outlier among the nobles, it is because your status gives you the ability to do so! You say that you never bully commoners, that is because you put yourself in a high position from the beginning! You say that you will take revenge for me, don't treat me as a little devil who doesn't know anything! All nobles are the same dog!"

"When I was desperate, none of those judges and mayors were on the side of justice! You will always only think about your own interests! Ha, you said that you want to know the location of the secret passage, you are avoiding the pursuit of others! I will not help you, I will never help any nobles in this country, even if you are Clayderman, even if you will take revenge on me, I don't care!"

"My life ended when my father died 8 years ago, and it's a good life to be able to drag the next ruler of the principality to hell!"

Claire changed his indifferent stance and roared like a madman. Charlotte knew for the first time that someone would hide a heart boiling to the point of madness under a cold skin. He could feel Claire's despair, and when he needed help the most, the officials protected him and pushed him to the precipice and the end of the road, and that mood made him doubt all the nobles.

He shook Charlotte away and rushed out of the back kitchen crying like a madman, Charlotte tried to grasp the last straw in her life, but her hands were as heavy as gravity.

Claire rushed out of the bar, because it was all too sudden, and the unsuspecting Vivien Leigh was knocked to the ground by him, and he paused slightly, as if he wanted to help the little princess who was screaming in pain, but finally did nothing, and rushed straight to the door of the hotel.

His conversation with Charlotte was so loud that the entire inn heard their confrontation, and Evan watched with a complicated look as the desperate teenager rushed towards the door, just like Charlotte, he couldn't do anything.

Bang -

The door was pushed open, the sunlight outside the door was obscured by the huge figure, and Claire, who had sprinted too fast, was kicked hard by the man, vomiting blood and tumbling to the ground.

A bald man with a huge battle axe entered the hotel, for he was so tall and muscular that he had to bend over as he passed through the gate. He's a butcher!

"Oh, blue hair, green eyes, ha, aren't you the dog mongrel born by that woman? I can't imagine that you are still alive and strong like a mouse, hehe, it really makes me happy to see you, to this day, I can clearly remember the cry of that woman when she was toyed with by me!"

A fat, pot-bellied, well-dressed pig squeezed into the hotel behind the butcher, and he was depressed at the thought that he would flee like a rat after the day. But before that, seeing the child of the woman who had been played with by him made his gloomy mood show a ray of sunshine.

"You—You're Kelvin...... No, I'm not a dog mongrel!"

Claire looked at the man in front of her, spitting blood and kicking her legs back on the floor in embarrassment, waving her hands as if she had seen the worst nightmare.

"Ha, a child born to a woman who has been played with by a dog, isn't a dog mongrel whatever!"

"Don't speak ill of my mother!"

"Don't! Claire—"

Before Evan could stop it, Claire rushed at Sir Kelvin like crazy, and beside Kelvin, several men in black drew their oddly shaped scimitars and slashed the reckless teenager to the ground in just one turn. His blood soaked the hotel floor, and everyone in the tavern stood up in horror at the unexpected murder.

"Kill, kill—"

"How dare you kill people here, is there still a royal law?"

Some drank and cursed, others cowered like quails under tables and chairs, hoping that the thugs would spare them, but the butcher's next words drove them into the abyss of despair.

"There is only one target left, and everyone else present will be killed!"

The massacre soon began, and the thugs set off a bloody storm in the hotel, slashing and killing anyone they saw, turning the entire bar into the most terrible hell. When Charlotte rushed out of the back kitchen, she saw a hellish picture of a river of blood.

The maids who had helped them were brutally murdered, their throats were punctured, and they clutched their throats and looked at him with a plea for help. His brother Evan rolled his eyes as he was choked by the butcher's throat and held one hand in the air, at the butcher's feet, Vivien Leigh twitched her young body, blood and organs spitting out of her mouth.

"No—"

Charlotte was almost driven crazy by this infinite loop, and he roared and rushed towards the butcher, only to be kicked by the latter with one foot. Spat blood, he struggled to crawl on the ground to get close to the butcher, clutching at his trouser leg to buy Aven a moment's time.

"Let him go, let him go—time, reset!"

His begging was useless, neither time nor the butcher stopped him. The butcher brutally strangled Aven, tossing the twitching corpse aside. Seeing this desperate scene, Charlotte felt a terrible angina, and remorse and pain all came to her heart. He gritted his teeth and used all his soul strength to bite the butcher's thigh.

"Ahh

No matter how the butcher kicked him, he wouldn't let go, and he kept calling in his heart, "God, please let time reset again—but this time, Goldfinger didn't listen to him.

A sense of despair welled up in his mind, and his mind gradually sank into darkness, and he thought, maybe it would all end in this funny way, obviously giving himself such a powerful golden finger, obviously having such a good hand, but being played like this. Such a self, dying may be a relief.

"Oops, accidentally killed the last guy......"

At the end of his thoughts, he seemed to hear something from the butcher, and then he knew nothing......