Castle of the Sfrza family, study on the first floor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is the absolute private space of Giovanni, the patriarch of the Svrza family, who usually likes to be locked in the study alone, and no one is allowed to come in, and even when he wants to drink tea, he makes it himself.

It was already evening, and Giovanni, who had poor eyesight, had begun to light the lamp, and he buried his head on a table as if there was some rare treasure on it.

The door to the study suddenly opened, and Giovanni did not look up. Sisto walked in with a plate of refreshments.

"What's going on with that shit?" Giovanni still looked down at the papers on the table, which were a little yellowed and even slightly moth-eaten, and looked like they were old.

"Master Bona sent some people to follow the Mystic and Mr. Cuckoo, but they all disappeared in the tombstone cave and did not come out again, so they were all angry. Sisto placed the refreshments in the corner of his desk.

"I don't know," Giovanni looked up, "he didn't look at it, and the Mystic and Mr. Cuckoo were comparable to the ruffians he had dealt with in the countryside?"

"Young Master Bona is just not very happy, an heir of the Svrza family, always needs some temper. Sisto walked up behind Giovanni and served him two pieces of refreshment.

After eating the refreshments, Giovanni felt a little lazy and couldn't lift his energy, after all, after reading the materials for an afternoon, people are too old to be good, and it is time to surrender to the years.

He lay backwards, leaning back in his soft chair.

Sisto had a good eye for massaging Giovanni's head.

For some reason, every time Sisto massaged him, his whole body would be immersed in a state of extreme relaxation, as if nothing mattered, his thoughts would fly, lying in the clouds, and even his body would be abandoned.

At the end of each time, Giovanni's spirits would become very good, but he would always feel that he was not happy enough, just a little bit, he wanted more, Giovanni liked Sisto's massage so much that he wanted to find a reason to ask Sisto to help him massage a little more.

"Hmm...... Ah......" Giovanni opened his eyes, because Sisto was over again, and this time he was still deeply nostalgic for that feeling.

"Sisto, I beg you, give me a little more massage! Hurry up, Sisto!" Giovanni couldn't help but exclaim.

"This is not appropriate, sir, your health is not good, you should go and rest more. Sisto declined politely, "Don't embarrass me, next time, I'll definitely massage a little more next time." ”

"Well," said Giovanni helplessly, he didn't look like a patriarch on this, "then you can help me put this pile back in the lattice, don't lose it, this is the most precious material of the Svrza family." Later, if you have time, help me look at that shit, I don't want him to have any accidents in it, after all, the Sfrza family depends on him. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Watching Giovanni go out, helped by some of the other servants to rest, Sisto took the place where Giovanni had been seated. Spread it out and looked at the information on the table, it was the information of the Svrza family during the founding of the city of Monro.

"Sure enough, it's your ......" Sisto looked at and muttered slightly, "There was something unexpected in the plan, and I had to make some preparations, I hope everything goes well......"

Torre had a dream, in which he was still the same as before, and he was back to the time when his wife was eaten alive by the violent bear, and he could only watch feebly from a distance, unable to do anything. Later, he found himself promoted to the rank of Grand Knight and rushed into the forest to avenge his wife. But instead he fell into another valley, where there was gold, silver, and jewelry, which all ordinary people coveted, and there was no danger before.

Just when he thought he had taken revenge, suddenly another violent bear rushed out of the valley, and as he walked, the violent bear suddenly took on the appearance of a young man, and at once he and his daughter were caught!

"Whew!"

Torre's eyes widened, trying to adjust to the sudden light, but he didn't want to close his eyes, because the scene in the dream was so terrible, that nightmare, even when he woke up, left him with indelible fear.

"Oh, wake up?"

A young man's voice, strange and profound, pulled Torre back into fear at once, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Torre turned his head to see that it was the young man who had appeared in front of the courtyard!

Torre subconsciously wanted to get up and grab a knife, but when he tried to move, he realized that he couldn't move, and struggled very hard, and there was no sign of half-decomposition.

That's when he saw his situation. It was a very spacious secret room, there were no windows, even the door was very dim, the lights were somewhere, and the room was just bright enough to be glare away. The room was filled with tables and strange utensils and tools that Torre had never seen before.

Torre himself, lying naked on one of the tables, with no rope tied to his hands and feet, but he was bound by something invisible, and it was difficult to move even a millimeter. Moreover, on his naked body, there was a small cut everywhere, densely, but fortunately, only a little blood oozed out.

What's going on?

Torre looked angrily at the expressionless young man, he knew that this man had done all this!

But what he said was not about himself.

"What about Sally! What did you do to Sally? Bastard, if Sally was hurt in the slightest, I wouldn't—"

"Quiet!"

There was a light sound, and then Torre found himself speechless, and the air rushed out of his throat, but immediately dissipated in his mouth, unable to make a sound.

At this time, Torre felt an inexplicable fear.

When he was out hunting when he was young, he once heard that there was a place called a manor in a nearby city, and the people in it had some strange skills, or turned a cat into a tiger, and the fire mouth was open, and it spewed out a fire, in short, the method was very strange. He thought it was just a rumor, after all, he had lived in Monro for a long time, and he had never seen those people.

But now, without a rope, it can bind people, and a fluttering word can make people speechless, and without doing anything, a big knight will be knocked unconscious......

For the first time, Torre was terrified by this strange power.

"What do you want to do?" he said, his eyes wide, but he still didn't say anything.

"Nothing," said the young man, as if he understood what he was trying to say, "I just want to see how you became a great knight." ”