He was hungry, very hungry.

He hadn't eaten in three days.

On the first day, he was beaten to the ground and could not get up, and as soon as he moved, blood would drip down his fleshy wounds, taking away what little warmth he had left; The next day he was so hot that he could only curl up in a corner and shiver, and the day passed in a daze; On the third day, he even hoped that the man would come back and throw him a rancid black loaf, even if he didn't finish it, and there would be a new beating.

But how could the man come back, the people around him outside were screaming and scolding fiercely, while waving a steel rod thicker than his arm, looking like they wanted to chop everyone who passed by into meat sauce.

He held down an unknown insect that had lost its way in front of him, and didn't even bother to press it to death, so he stuffed it directly into his mouth.

It's so small that it can only be stuffed between your teeth, and she actually knows how to struggle before she dies.

He chewed the only thing in his mouth carefully, longing for continuous chewing, which would give him the illusion of fullness, until he became dregs and could no longer taste a trace of it, and then reluctantly swallowed it. In the corner, he tried to clump himself into a ball, wrapping his clothes tightly in what could only be called rags, lest the temperature of his body drop too quickly and freeze himself to death before he starved to death.

At noon on the fourth day, the group of men who had been guarding the door for a day and a night finally got tired of the game of waiting for the rabbit, and rushed into the house again to smash the things that had already been broken, and slammed the door with a curse.

It wasn't until he was sure that all the sounds were far away that he pushed away the rotten and smelly garbage on his body, and got out of the corner where he was hiding, relaxing the breath he had just held his breath, and gasping for breath in small gulps.

Hungry, still hungry.

It's like a fire burning in his mind, making him want to open his stomach and tear out all the internal organs and swallow it.

He brought his arm to his mouth, didn't bother to look at the stain, and then bit down, sucking the warm blood into his mouth, and swallowing it in large gulps.

He had to have the strength to go out and forage for food.

Surrounded by the dirtiest of the city, they are like a bunch of rats roaming the sewers, who can break their brothers' heads for a piece of black bread, or save a mouthful of rancid milk, and without hesitation kill a crying child.

He walked for a while with his weak body, stepping over the muddy road, trying to straighten his back in the green glowing eyes on the side of the road.

If he falls, those who are waiting will not mind helping him "collect the body".

The spring breeze has just blown across the land, but not even a single grass has been left.

Also, just a seedling came out and was snatched up and stuffed into the stomach, where can I wait for it to grow.

He walked all the way to the thorn bush and found nothing to satisfy his stomach, and when he noticed that the eyes staring at him behind him had disappeared, he finally sat down on the ground uncontrollably, and saw the green grass through the thorny roots.

It was another world different from them, another heaven that could kill them as scum.

But if he can't find anything to eat, he's going to hell.

The thin boy stood up again, his knots making various noises, and he staggered past the thorn bushes in front of him and stepped into the unknown.

The estate was given by the Emperor to his younger brother, Duke Clovis Byron, Duke von Tabris, and the magnificent Gothic castle building was surrounded by the vast expanse of the estate, and it took a full day to ride a horse around the estate.

And now, this old and mellow manor, which has hosted seven emperors, has been turned over by a group of servants who are scrambling to search for something.

Lady Livia, the head maid in her white apron, was so anxious that she walked up and down the hall anxiously, listening to the servants who had not been found in a hurry, and she wished to abandon proper etiquette and kick them in the ass.

"If you don't find it, keep looking, don't stand here and wait for me to repeat it over and over again!" The silver-haired head maid couldn't help but cover her forehead, "Oh, my dear Miss Chlores, winter has just passed, and you can run out like this?" ”

She folded her hands and bowed to the sky, "Bless my dear Chloris from running to the east, where there is only a thorn between her vulgar and unreasonable barbarians...... Oh, those unreasonable people, they are Satan sent by God to earth, and they will surely frighten the ...... of my beautiful and effeminate Chlores"

Before she could finish her prayer, a manservant hurried in, "Found it, found it, old John of the horse farm said that the young lady rode a horse and went to the east." ”

Before he had finished speaking, the head maid, who had been greatly frightened, had fainted weakly clutching her chest.

Jing Hao jumped off the horse's back, untied the delicate food box and water bladder tied to the horse, patted the horse, and let it forage for food at will.

She lay on her back on the soft grass and exhaled deeply as she looked at the blue sky.

This body was really weak in winter, and even with her, she could only lie in bed for half a month to recuperate, and she almost forgot what the air outside smelled like.

There was a horn of hunger in her stomach, she turned sideways and opened the food box in her hand, the hot pastries in it exuded a strong milky fragrance, she was reaching for a piece, but suddenly there was a louder horn sound in the shade of the grassy slope behind her, she leaned in to look, just staring at a pair of raised eyes.

Those unbelievably black eyes were like deep wells that didn't know how deep, dark and dark that could not see a single bright color, but they strangely emitted a dark green longing that was very similar to that of a hungry wolf in the snow.

The pastry in her hand didn't clench for a moment, and it rolled to the boy's feet.

[Ding, the target character has been locked, please confirm the character information again]

[Albert, the son and son of the Holy Maiden of Light and the Demon King, born by fusing the blood of humans and demons, has strong magical powers, was originally raised by his mother in the human world, has a good impression of humans, and guarded humans in the war between humans and demons. Now his mother is dead, he was abused by his stepfather, he grew up in a slum, he had no food and clothing, he had a poor perception of human beings, and he led the demon army to conquer the human world.

[Mission content: Make sure he guards humans in the battle between humans and demons]

His eyes were fixed on the rose custard that had fallen to the ground, and the thing that was as clean as the snow that had just fallen in winter had a strange smell, like a candy cube that someone had snuck into his mouth in the depths of his memory.

He chewed unconsciously, trying to swallow the saliva secreted from his mouth, but only tasted the bitterness of the grass roots that he had just chewed indiscriminately.

Looks like it's edible?

The black, dirty hand covered with mud and blood reached for the milk cake on the ground, and just as he was about to get it, the person who had just seen it on the grassy slope suddenly made a noise.

"Wait a minute, that one is so dirty......"

Before she could finish her sentence, the boy quickly picked up the milk cake with dirt and grass clippings on the grass, quickly stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and then, without incident, was swallowed.

Jing Hao reluctantly handed over the water bladder on the other side, and saw that the swallowed person looked at her vigilantly, and quickly took a few steps back, only to pull out the cork on it, and stuffed the water bladder with the smell of warm milk into the boy's hand, feeling the muscles in his body tighten, and when he was about to run away again, he immediately let go.

The loosened water bladder fell on the grass with a "click", and the milky white milk flowed out of the mouth of the dark water bladder and became wet on the tender green grass.

Jing Hao was about to lean over to pick it up, when a figure faster than her picked up the water bladder on the ground, and drank all the milk that was still a little hot in it in one go.

After drinking, he quickly hid the water bladder behind him, and looked at her defensively with those dark black eyes, as if he was worried that she would snatch the water bladder back.

Jing Hao couldn't laugh or cry, and was about to say something when the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance, and the servants calling out to her.

The grazing horses heard the trainer's voice, raised their heads and neighed.

The crowd will find it soon.

The black-eyed boy had apparently heard the movement as well, and his hands behind him clenched the water bladder in his hands, staring at her with a bit of hostility in his eyes, and he took a few steps back in front of her, waiting for the opportunity to run away without her noticing.

Jing Hao pulled up the cumbersome gorgeous skirt and ran a few steps, stuffed the food box into his arms, and without waiting for him to make any more movements, he turned around and ran towards the place where the servants had come, and after running a few steps, he stopped and looked at the boy who was still squatting in place, and his soft voice was slightly panting.

"Run back the way you came, and don't be discovered by them."

She stood on the lawn and smiled slightly at the boy below, and a warm spring equinox shook the hem of her gorgeous and intricate skirt, and the young green grass that had just emerged bent at her feet, kissing the ground beneath her feet in a humble manner.

The distinguished girl stood on the grassy slope and greeted him with an elegant greeting, her golden hair shining brightly in the sunlight, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I hope we can meet again next time." ”

Her figure soon disappeared from the grassy slope.

He stood there for a moment, and instead of leaving immediately as she said, he sneaked to the edge of the grassy slope, cautiously and timidly showing his eyes, looking towards the other side of the world that he had never seen before.

The girl who was still smiling at him just now stepped neatly onto a sturdy black horse, raised her whip, and galloped towards the approaching crowd on the other side.

Not far away, a majestic building blocked the setting sun, giving out only a little light.