Karen stood by the dining window, stamping her feet restlessly, her hands clasped to her chest and watching the sinking sunset, unable to distract herself from it no matter what.

The guy behind him was curled up comfortably on the sofa flipping through the newspaper, and he didn't seem to be quite used to the extra thing on the bridge of his nose, adjusting his glasses from time to time. With a smile of world peace on his face, he waited quietly for the meal like a man returning from work.

In the living room of the Taffield Mansion.

On the first day after the girl was discharged from the hospital, she naturally chose not to say goodbye and live on her own, and from now on had nothing to do with the surname Tafield.

After packing up a few pieces of clothes and hanging a bag on his shoulder, he came to the school with a bit of homeless charm. I didn't take it seriously and found Ilan to tell him, wanting him to get him a dormitory.

If she allowed, she was even hesitant to bring her mother from the hospital.

I didn't want Bai Mao to hear about this, but instead of being overjoyed, he held his chin and thought about something seriously.

"Did Madame say that?"

Ilan pondered for a long time, and finally looked up and asked.

"Huh?"

"Ma'am?"

"Which one?" Karen asked impatiently, rolling her eyes in her heart.

"Make Mrs. Taffield."

Karian was choked by this sentence, and didn't even know how to answer.

“··· You're not sick······"

"No, no, no, this is very important, how can you tell the adults about this kind of thing when you leave home."

"Is your brain already broken?"

Karen's expression was half sarcastic and half worried. Isn't it a side effect of an overdose of banned drugs? Quickly reached out and knocked on the door of the other party's head, as if to make sure that there was no cavity inside.

"The brain is fat, not protein, and that thing doesn't eat it."

Ilan said with a grin, letting the girl knock on her head.

"Actually, you don't want me to live here, do you?" Karene looked at him suspiciously.

Other women?

Working distance?

Also, this guy is not just the deputy commander of the Black Rider now, although it still looks like that, he is now the second-in-command of this country.

"How could it be, after such a long time of being out of battle, now I am ready to move!"

As soon as the words fell, Ilan had already taken three steps back in a row between the lightning and flint, and the girl's two punches and kicks hit the air that was rubbing his clothes.

"Stop, I really can't dodge the next punch." Whitefur raised his hands in surrender.

Karin remembered that the other party was still sick, and her hand was fixed in the air, scratching her head irritably.

"What the hell do you mean?"

"Just tell my family, I'll buy a double bed when it's done."

"I'm in a relationship with, that, home, no, any!" Karian said through gritted teeth.

"Are you scared?"

"No one is afraid of, but no one will eat it, and no one will go to the toilet to get rid of it."

"It's different, this kind of thing... Wait, although it is a sophistry to change concepts, I have to say that the rebuttal just now is really wonderful. Anyway, I'll go with you if I'm really stage frightened. Let's move in after talking to her, okay? ”

What's going on with this tone of coaxing children?

Karene let out a deep exhale and turned slowly.

"Where?"

"Saitama dormitory."

"It's been emptied, the old people are all in Tokyo, and the newcomers haven't started classes yet."

"Then wherever you want."

"Really, why don't you listen to people's advice." White fur chased after him from behind.

"You're sick."

Kalian dropped this sentence without looking back, exerted force under her feet, white hair followed, and the two played race walking in the corridor of the dormitory.

Results··· Under his soft and hard grinding beggar Bai Lai's faceless and skinless methods, they still came here to meet the woman's parents in the most embarrassing form.

A few servants behind him were arranging the dining table with a sense of urgency, glancing at the white objects on the sofa from time to time, and hurriedly bowing their heads to work. Judging by the trembling sound of the tray touching the table, everyone was nervous.

The little maid brought by a certain country happened to hit Yilan's gaze in the process of peeking, and her heart suddenly tightened, and as soon as she screamed, she was pressed into her mouth by her own hands, and the candlestick in her hand fell to the ground crisply.

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

"What, I'm sorry?"

Ilan suddenly found fun, turned around with great interest, rested his hands on the back of the sofa and looked at the little girl with a smile. Well, the other party may be a year or two older than him.

“··· Disturbed... My lord, no! Your Highness ······"

The girl's hands were clasped tightly in front of her, and her head was bowed.

"I disturbed His Royal Highness the Prince, so what?"

"As a servant... Shouldn't ······"

The girl's voice grew lower and lower, and finally she couldn't hear it.

It's been a long time since Ilan has experienced this kind of treatment.

Be feared.

It's as if you're going to be eaten by yourself in the next second.

Now that I think about it, it feels like a world away.

"Forget it, what are we going to eat today?"

Ilan smiled bitterly and changed the subject.

“··· I'm so sorry... There is no haute cuisine, it's all... Distributed by the almshouse... Food. The girl fiddled with the corners of her clothes more and more nervously.

Greens, fish, mushrooms, eggs, corn, rice, ordinary pork topped with top-notch beef sauce, and even a jar of milk inexplicably appeared, these are all on the table. Of course, these simple ingredients can't be made fancy in any way, and they are lined with gold and silver porcelain plates.

At least in terms of food, there is no zài market in Japan, and no matter how much money you have, rice is only supplied per capita. The property of the nobles had already been confiscated, and they only retained the right to temporarily live in their own mansions until the next step was introduced.

What the imperial brother said was true, and the food allocated to each person's head could barely cope with it even if they were invited to dinner. It looks like that's all there is to it, but it's nutritious, and that's actually the diet of an athlete.

The Japanese have not seen such a battle at the dinner table for many years, and there are also cases where the family suddenly cries bitterly halfway through the meal, and there are also cases where the photo of the man in the helmet is taken out from his chest and the rice is shaved while kissing. Gratitude is no longer enough to explain the problem, only the Buddha of ten thousand families can barely describe it.

But... The words are divided into two ends. For the aristocracy, especially the nobility of the nobility like the Taffield family······ Even if you have eaten a coarse grain like corn, it is a sweet soup after a meal that is roasted with butter and served with truffles.

In other words———— what is on this table is not what people eat.

"Ahh It should be enough to die about two and a half times, right? Humiliating the royal family? Ilan said and shook her head regretfully.

The girl's knees weakened, and she knelt down softly, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

For her, this is the head of the Black Knights, the conqueror of Japan, and the existence of the Great Demon King. has the blessing of the royal halo, a double villain.

Killing yourself is just a matter of words.

"Hey! You're enough! ”

Karen, who had been silent until now, finally couldn't help it, and angrily asked Bai Mao to shut up.

"What's wrong with her?!"

"Okay, okay, just kidding, kidding."

Ilan hurriedly jumped off the sofa with a smiling face, trotted all the way to the maid, pulled her up from the ground, and helped her dust off her clothes very attentively, which made the girl stunned.

Kalian turned her head and continued to stare out the window with a "cut", not looking at his ** good home, but her ears paid attention to the movement behind her.

"But ah, there are still some things I don't understand."

Ilan nodded to the table with his head.

"Isn't the amount of weight here a little abnormal?"

The girl didn't dare to make a sound.

"If it's not stealing, then there's only one possibility———— your share is on the table, right?"

“······”

"Why?"

“······”

"Why? You go to the queue every morning, pick up the food, select the best parts, cook three times a day, serve the host's food, and finally you have the rest. Why? She doesn't have anything to give you anymore, does she? ”

“······”

The girl still had her head down, her body trembling slightly, and she sobbed quietly from time to time.

Needless to say, Elan understands it too.

This is obvious.

The deep-seated ······ of humanity Servility.

Ilan sighed, took the girl's hands, and spread them out in front of her eyes.

"What is this?"

"Hand ······"

"Hands, two hands. Two feet, one head, all the parts are good. Not less than others, not more than others, the same as me. Why... To do this kind of thing? ”

"'This ... Thing'? ”

The girl quieted down and asked in a whisper.

"As for people, you can earn money standing and sitting, but if you can't do it, you can still earn money lying down, dirty, but it's also a kind of service. I don't just understand why some people choose to kneel and beg for money for others. Are you a beggar? And the stupidest kind? ”

"I... I don't know... I don't understand ······."

"Do you see a sign for job recruitment on the street? It was written in English for Britannians, right next to the almshouse. ”

“······”

"It's clear that you signed a work contract, but you can be a slave, it's really... What to say about you. ”

"But ma'am, she..."

"Kind to you?"

"No..."

"Threatening you?"

“··· No. ”

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

The girl has clearly not been able to think outside of the way she has been a child.

Because the other party is a nobleman, I must obey the other party. That's the only reason, rightly so. As with one plus one equals two, the axiom does not need to be proved.

"Well, what happens if you slap Madame later?"

"Nope! I..." The girl was taken aback by the idea.

"If."

"I don't want to do that!"

"If you don't, I'll kill you."

Elan straightened her face, and the girl was frightened by the neck.

"If I do that······ What... Nor will ······ happen"

"100 percent correct! You're a genius! Ilan applauded without hesitation.

The girl stopped sobbing, seemed shocked by the conclusion she had just reached, and stood there motionless.

The other servants stopped what they were doing and looked at each other.

"I know what you're afraid of. You see, in the past, non-royals really did not have the right to execute servants, at most they were dismissed. But in fact, as long as your resume is hacked, as long as you have a record of disobeying orders, you will never want to find a job elsewhere in your life.

I know what happened to you, and the experience of a servant is mostly similar. The middle class would not let their children do this kind of work, and the servants were generally born poor. You may be an orphan, or you may have an alcoholic father who has been subsidized since childhood.

One day, you were discovered by a grandmother near the almshouse, and when the conditions were good, she enrolled you in the church and started as a trainee nun. But in fact I know that you are not very close to God, and that the only thing you have been taught is obedience and service.

One day when you were thirteen or fourteen years old, the butler of Taffield came, and the pickers came. The requirements of the great nobles are very high, so you are chosen for your outstanding appearance, well······"

Ilan cupped the girl's chin and looked at it for a moment.

"One hundred thousand... No, about 150,000, right? Of course, it's not just that price.

To whom did the money go? Consecrated to the Lord, of course? Is that right?

Please note that you, a living person, have been sold at a marked price.

Then you began to work in the Tuffield house, which continues to this day. You grew up in that environment with no other skills, you didn't know any other way of life, you didn't know how to live for yourself. The only turning point in your life is only one possibility———— to be taken by your own master, or the young master of another family, marry as a concubine, or become a **, commonly known as Tongfang Yahuan.

Maybe you still have fantasies in your heart, fantasizing that one afternoon, some handsome aristocratic young man came to visit and fell in love with you at a glance, and then it was a very classical plot, each of you thinks so. But the reality is that you will be summoned to her bedroom by Madame at dusk, and she will smile and maybe take you by the hand and let you 'consider' a marriage———— so that Duke Taffield's business partner, an old man who is over half a hundred years old.

The reason for this decision is very simple, when the two of them were talking about business and drinking tea and joking, the old man asked the owner for your name intentionally or unintentionally······

By the way, your name? ”

“······ Elena · Elena Rogova. ”

"Ah, what about Slavic blood. Sorry for the lack of consideration just now, 30,000 can't be more. So, Yelena little Sun, now can you tell me the difference between you and the slave? What is the difference between you and 'something'? ”

“······”

"Hey, look at my little sun, look at the shape of my mouth.

The aristocracy, already, is dead.

No one, more noble than you. ”

"There's no one like me... Noble? ”

The girl's expression looked at Yilan in a trance, and the other party's smile seemed to have a hypnotic effect.

"Elena, Elena... This is the name of a person. It's not a lamp, it's not a table, it's not a bench, it's not an object. This is Japan, where no one has the right to buy and sell human beings, no one can force others to obey, and you can live for yourself. With your own hands, you can feed yourself and your family. You have the right to say no, and you can be a person and be respected by others. ”

"I, I can... But I won't ······."

"You can clean, you can cook, you can tidy up, you can read and write, aren't these enough? You must know that the girls who can cook now are almost extinct. What's more... At the age of seventeen or eighteen, what can't you learn? ”

Ilan smiled and patted Yelena on the head.

The girl bit her lip and was silent for a long time, slowly raising her head.

There were still tears on his face, but there was something different in his eyes.

"I'll make waffles, croissants, and cookies, all cookies."

"Little Sun Bakery ———— highly recommended by His Royal Highness Ilan. Mark my nomination to attract popularity. ”

"Hmm!" The girl responded to him with the same bright smile.

"But not lately, wheat flour and things like that are pretty nervous. But dreams are the beginning of a qiē, aren't they? ”

"Hmm!"

“Goodgirl。” Ilan rubbed the girl's hair.

Another girl who is lost on the road of life is enlightened, and the merit is immeasurable!

"Okay, can you help me get Madame down? It's almost ready. ”

"Yes!"

The girl gave a lame salute and ran up the stairs cheerfully with her skirt in hand.

Ilan sighed contentedly and walked over to Karen with a "Praise me" expression.

"Really, it's nothing, I just did what I was supposed to do. Please don't praise me for more than five minutes, okay? ”

The girl's heart, which had just been melted, suddenly collapsed.

If you want to say that this guy's mouth cannon skills are truly unparalleled in the world, he can also be said to come alive when he transforms into a saint mode. Even he, a bystander who had been trained for a long time and experienced a hundred battles under his language offensive, had just accidentally landed.

"I was about to cry." Karen's gaze was firmly fixed ahead. The arms hugged in front of the chest did not let go in the slightest.

"Right!"

"I'm so sorry, 'The girl who can cook is dead.'" Karen strikes.

"That's one of the persuasion techniques."

Yilan was not surprised and calmly accepted.

"So that's the effect of combining language and performance art, and for a child who has been brainwashed to such an extent, the Stockholm offensive has to be used. sticks, dates, sticks, dates; Intimidate, and then give her a sense of security. Humiliation, awakening her self-esteem, then affirming her, and finally finishing..."

"Anti-brainwashing?" Karen, who didn't give face, interrupted him.

"I was going to say 'reinvent myself.'"

Karen let out a long sigh.

"Huh... What the hell do you want to do? ”

"Huh?"

"Force me to come here..." Karene turned her head away from the other's gaze. "Is it just for fun? Or do you feel that you have the right to control my life? ”

"Just trying to help you."

Ilan heard that the atmosphere was no longer suitable for jokes, and switched to serious mode.

"I'll listen to you."

"Really."

"I, don't want to, come back, here."

"Why?"

"Don't play stupid!"

Ilan shrugged.

"Because this place reminds you of who you are, right?"

“······”

"Half-breeds, unclean things, illegitimate daughters, a shame on Japan... Shame on the mother. ”

"You know very well." Karen snorted coldly.

"But running away from home is an escape in the final analysis."

"Are you educating me now?"

"I just don't want you to regret it."

"No, it won't."

"You will, because I'm a runaway."

“··· So what. ”

"I don't say goodbye, I hide my identity, because of my weakness, I live in pain every day. Even if you kill all the royal family, you can't wash your own blood, and you can't erase the fact that you are a 'mongrel'. ”

“······”

"Because I 'escaped', I had to hide in the shadows. Gradually, in a place where the sun is not visible, the knot takes root and sprouts in the heart. You will begin to doubt who you are and will begin to be hostile to yourself. You know kids who play with knives cutting their own arms, right? Self-loathing, the denial of one's own existence, the morbid pleasure of self-revenge, covering one pain with another. I'm not stupid enough to be that bad, but I have to admit that I often feel the urge to pull those purple eyes out.

It's really not fun to endure the burden. If you can point to the man's nose, tell him to wash it up and wait for him to die. If I could tell him in front of him that day that my surname is Jiang, my name is still the same, and I am the sworn enemy of the empire, and walk out from the main gate, then... It's going to be a lot better.

You're different, you've won, now you're stronger than her, you're the winner, you have this chance to break with them instead of being a deserter.

This kind of thing is like a graduation ceremony, it's not about proving anything to others, it's just about telling yourself, 'I'm gone.'"

Then, you can live with pride. ”

Karen, who had been silent, suddenly took a sip and scratched her head irritably.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"I'll get it later."

"What a big breath, I seem to be bigger than you, right?"

"Boobs?"

Both of them understood what was going to happen, Karen reversed the whip leg, and Ilan bent down to let this sweep. After exchanging a few moves, for the first time in history, Karen really suppressed Ilan, and suddenly became more and more courageous. Ilan gradually stumbled, the only constant was the smile on his face. There is actually a benefit to being weaker, that is, I can finally go all out, and this is the first time in seven years.

For the first time, this special after-show of the Black Knights was released, and it feasted the eyes of the servants of the Taffield family. When the battle was in full swing, the two sides coincidentally used flying props, and for a while, bottles and cans, furniture, electrical appliances, and property worth no less than 100,000 yuan were destroyed in an instant.

"Your Highness!"

Little Sun stood on the stairs and finally stopped the two of them with a roar in his throat.

Elan leaned against the wall and gasped for air.

"What? Ahem, ahem. ”

"Madame... Mrs. Taffield was reluctant to come down. ”

"Okay, cough, tell Mrs. Sù, either she will come down to eat with me today, or I will go up and eat with her."