The next day, early in the morning, the royal capital.

In a dilapidated wood-paneled house deep in a small alley.

After a simple breakfast, Zana moved his body a few times and was ready to step out of the room to start today's work.

But as soon as he opened the door, he felt something fall on the back of his hand through the crack in the door above, and it was as wet as a drop of water. Originally, he thought it was rain, so he didn't take it to heart, after all, he could clearly hear the sound of the rain in the middle of the night.

But when he wanted to wipe his hands, and saw that the color of his hands was actually red, and a little thick, Zana's body trembled at that time.

'Blood?'

'Someone died nearby last night?'

'Someone took advantage of the sound of heavy rain to kill people in this vicinity!'

Immediately, the most likely answer came to his mind.

In this gloomy alley, in addition to the ordinary poor, there are several gangs of gangsters.

Although those guys are not very capable, they are more than vicious!

It is not impossible for them to be able to kill for a few gold coins, and to fight for territory when the rain is pouring on a rainy night.

After some hesitation, Zana slowly opened the door and tilted his head slightly to take in the situation outside.

What caught my eye was the blood red of the place, and the potholed road surface was like a waterhole, and a lot of blood had been accumulated.

A thin, blood-colored stream stretches from the entrance of the alley to the end of the alley. Even the houses were stained with a lot, as if someone had painted them all with blood, and it looked extraordinarily oozing.

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What the hell is this?

Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, Zana's heart was puzzled.

He couldn't figure out where so much blood came from!

According to common sense, even if all the people in the alley were combined, it would not be possible to shed so much blood.

Moving his eyes to the neighbors around him, the people who had already started to run out to brag and fart in the past did not see any of them, only the shadows moving in the cracks of the door, proving that there were still people inside.

This made him feel a chill down his spine, and he felt the urge to close the door immediately!

After hesitating for a while, his eyes widened and his mind opened up a possibility: 'Could it be that the Duchy of Marton has already perished?' Last night, someone took advantage of the heavy rain to break open the royal capital overnight, and the country was killed on the spot, and now the city is being slaughtered outside, so so so much blood is shed?'

Thinking of this, he stared, leaned against the wall, and quietly moved towards the outside of the alley, if it was really as he thought, then he had to run away in advance while no one cared about this remote alley!

"Gollum ......"

As he approached the exit of the alley, Zana couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling his heart begin to accelerate under the effect of tension, and the cracks in the doors and windows of the houses in the alley were constantly projecting observational eyes.

'Everybody's watching you!' he thought suddenly.

Even Zana vaguely saw a large group of gangsters, lying on the roof of a certain house, secretly looking at him.

'Boy, you have a future, you are very brave!'

Zaner felt like he read the meaning of one of the bald men's gaze.

When his head was about to move out of the alley, he faintly heard the faint sound of footsteps outside, which was completely different from the lively scene of the day!

Subconsciously, I want to retract my head.

But he didn't do that, driven by courage, and stuck his head out and looked around.

In the empty street, there were no pedestrians, and there were no corpses on the ground as Zana had expected.

Only an old man was sweeping the floor, and the scarlet blood rippled as he swept continuously, accompanied by the abnormal silence around him, which made Zana's heart feel a little hairy......

After some ideological struggle, Zhana moved over step by step, and timidly asked the old man in the gentlest tone of his life: "Old man, what happened to Wang Du yesterday, why are there no pedestrians?"

Hearing the voice, the old man turned his back to him, and the figure that was sweeping the floor suddenly stopped. Like a rusty machine, he slowly looked at Zana, and replied in a lifeless hoarse voice, "It's nothing, it's just that the color of this rain is a little weird......"

The syllables of each word dragged on for an extremely long time, as if they were slowly drilled out, and with the surrounding blood and the old man's withered yellow face, he couldn't help but reveal an extremely terrifying atmosphere, which made Zana's hairs stand on end.

"It's... Ahh It turns out that this blood is just rain......"

Licking his tongue, Zana smiled extremely reluctantly, and the old man in front of him made him shudder.

Just as he was about to retreat, the old man's eyelids lifted slightly, as if remembering something again, and added, "Oh, yes! Well... A poignant love story is related, and it seems to be a gift from God, so you might want to go to the end of the street to find out about it, and it is said to be very touching, where a large group of little girls are crying......"

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Zana was stunned for a moment, a little unaware of what the other party's words meant.

Judging by his barren insight, what connection can a poignant love story have with a bloody rain??

How can it be related to the gift of heaven, shouldn't it be divided into a great omen, and heavenly punishment will come???

Puzzled, he began to walk towards the location the old man had said, and encountered some sparse crowds along the way, but everyone looked cautious or confused, and obviously did not understand what was happening.

It didn't take long for him to see a large crowd at the end of the street, and in the crowd there was a large group of girls crying as the old man said.

Puzzled, Zaner leaned his ear over to hear what they were talking about......

As a result, I was fascinated when I heard it!

Don't say it, Duke gathered dozens of poets, storytellers, and orators, and the stories he made up were not only gorgeous and beautiful, but also brainstormed and used a lot of melancholy plots, making the development of the story even more twists and turns fascinating.

Principality of Marton: Poor Male No. 1, Principality of Marton, Rich Girl No. 1 who needs the help of nobles in the middle of the family, Principality of Yar: After helping the heroine's family, he was engaged to the heroine, mainly responsible for playing soy sauce and being cuckolded by the aristocratic male No. 2.

With the hard work of dozens of people, the three form a complete story chain!

not only describes in detail the complex feelings between the male and female protagonists due to accidental acquaintances, but also describes the intricate troubles of their respective families in a very obscure way, as well as various injustices and contradictions in the world.

For example, the second male who was a cuckold from the sky, and still chose 'Of course I forgive her!'.

In the end, the embellished actor died on the spot under the insidious blow of the second male rod beating the mandarin duck, and with the plot of blood rain caused by the heroine's suicide, not to mention what is unprecedented, at least it is also the high level of the top three in the industry.

On the spot, Zana, who lives in this era of lack of entertainment, really has no knowledge, is trapped!

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'The love story of Mark the Commoner Boy and Evelo, the Rich Lady??'

"The love-hate entanglement of several families??"

'And a noble fiancé of the Duchy of Yar who specializes in pulling hatred??'

"What's more, the male and female protagonists are still dead, could it be that this is a magical version of Titanic + Romeo and Juliet???

Drinking the vegetable soup in front of him, and watching the maids not far away crying and discussing fiercely, Olga tilted her head, feeling a little interesting.

Judging from the plot of the story, whether it is on the other side of the earth or on the other side of the world, the tastes of the masses are similar.

The only problem is that I don't know what the heroine's fiancé did in his last life, he was robbed of his wife, and he tried to take it back, but he was scolded and tied to the pillar of shame.

As for the truth, even Olga, a wicked man, did not think clearly.

Perhaps, this is the meaning of licking a dog that must not die well.

And then he really didn't think of his casual behavior, which made Jem understand the routine of public opinion warfare, presumably in a few days, this story that he just made up would spread all over the country, arousing the hatred of the lower classes of the Principality of Yar.

It was a small favor for Jem, although he didn't feel that way himself.

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After eating, Olga said to the butler, who was standing beside her, about twenty-five years old, with a beautiful face, a perfect body, and a serious look, "Go and prepare a carriage for me, I want to go out for a walk today." ”

Hearing that Orga was going out, the housekeeper was stunned for a moment before replying:

"Yes, sir. ”

Ever since she had been transferred here, she hadn't seen Orga go out of the house, and she hadn't even interacted with anyone else. In her observation, although Orga was extremely good in both temperament and appearance, she had a feeling of being out of step with the world and had never cared about the outside world.

Even Crown Prince Jem personally came to the door did not make him have the slightest nervous reaction, but Jem, who is the crown prince, was a little restrained, which made her very puzzled, but she also knew that many things were not in her charge, so she never asked.

It may seem a bit undutiful to say, but in the course of two or three months, all she knew about the master she served, was the name of the man and his general habits, and nothing else.

Even the origin and specific name are not known.

It can only be said that it is a little better than a stranger!

Fortunately, although Orga's temperament is indifferent, his temper is quite good, and he has never been angry with anyone, even if the other party's actions are very reckless, and he never cares about anything mean.

Otherwise, she really found it a little tricky.