The crowd quickly dispersed, and Angelo bent down and handed the portrait to the man who had not said a word: "Look at it, he has finally appeared." ”

The man in the darkness moved slightly, without any words.

Elsewhere in the church, hymns and prayers come from here, and the lights become clearer.

God, irresistibly darkened.

The night of the whole city, here, is as hard as iron.

As night fell, the hustle and bustle of the day began to rise quietly, and the casino was as drunk and smoky as ever.

Indulgence and lust are the nocturnal beasts that are waking up and shaking off their sharp feathers in the twilight.

"Maybe we can try to clean up the leakage in the house first." Claudia said, taking the stone ashtray to the utility cabinet and placing it in her hand, then stood on tiptoe and found a relatively clean rag on it, shook it, and used it to wipe the table.

Master Ivar raised his head, squinted his eyes at the ceiling overhead full of holes and dense cracks like spider webs, and raised his eyebrows: "It's a good idea, but it's a pity that it's not feasible. Plugging the holes in this house is harder than plugging the beaks of birds. ”

Claudia tilted her head to look at him as she laid out the dishes: "But you told me that you don't need to gag them, just screw their heads off." ”

Hearing their conversation, the senior wife Faldus who came out with the hot soup, smiled with crooked eyebrows, and the steaming heat blurred her appearance, as if she had brought a layer of thin veil: "It's actually you who can't help it when it's debunked, right?" ”

Ivar laughed and reached out to ruffle Claudia's black hair, "Our little lady has sharp teeth, sharper than a fox's teeth. ”

"Alright, let's sit down and eat." The wife smiled and beckoned the two to take their seats.

Dinner was a routine baked dough and cold noodle boiled paste left over from the previous days, simple and plain. After dinner, it's time to pray, and then everyone goes to bed.

It was already completely dark, and Claudia was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The soundproofing of the house was almost negligible, the snoring of the master in the next room, the cursing of the drunks downstairs, the muffled sound of hitting the wooden stairs by the wall, the sound of broken wine bottles, and the moans of people, all broke into her ears.

By the time the fireworks in the distance burst one after another in the dark night sky, Claudia couldn't sleep at all. She grabbed the cloak at the head of the bed and put it on, went to the window and opened it, watching the splendid fireworks feast.

It's the rich people celebrating a holiday, as if they're coming from the other side of the city, in a world completely different from where they are.

The distance of a few streets is not a big deal, but sometimes it can be decisive.

Claudia will never forget what she saw when she returned from riding from the other side of the city during the day—children dressed in beautiful new clothes, smiling innocently and beautifully, and holding doughnuts sprinkled with icing. The adults there are also very different from the adults here, with elegant and well-fitting clothes and a polite attitude.

Only a moth that lives in the dark can understand the attraction and charm of light. Half of the heavens, never forget.

Claudia rested her arms on the windowsill and rested her chin on it, staring at the fireworks.

Why do you have to stay here?

Children like to be lively, whether they are the children of the nobility or the poor, or the children of the future "Fidai".

It's not about identity, it's about nature.

For as long as Claudia can remember, the phrase she heard Master say the most was "Don't go out and run around, you will be seen by people who shouldn't be seeing." Today, when I came back from the other side of the city, it was the first time I had gone out alone since I was ten years old, in order to complete Master's trial.

She was an orphan and was raised by her master and mother since she was a child. The master is a scholar from Persia, and the master is from the distant eastern silk country, and is said to be the daughter of a famous medical family. In my impression, it seems that they are forever on the run, changing places every once in a while. It's already the longest place they've ever lived.

But even so, I've never seen anyone I shouldn't see in such a long time.

Moreover, I just went out to play for a while, as long as I came back before the master woke up.

It won't be a problem, right?

Claudia frowned, and the two villains inside were fighting non-stop - to go or not to go?

The beautiful sweets and pastries, the novelty dolls, were all vividly in front of her eyes, and Claudia felt as if she had been scratched by a kitten.

In the end, she decided to go against her master's wishes. When she made this decision, Claudia remembered that Master had told her, "You are really a natural rebel, little lady."

After changing her clothes, she crept to the place where she had come in through the window during the day, and slammed it out again. Claudia felt that her master was not right at all, that she was born to be rebellious.

But who allowed himself to have a master who was overly cautious and cautious like an old lady?

Slipped into the stables and woke up the sleeping horse guys. Claudia got on her horse, raised the flaming red cloak behind her, greeted a few acquaintances along the way, and ran towards the opposite city.

Minutes and seconds passed, and there was no tool to keep time. When she saw the twilight outside the window, Claudia realized that so much time had passed.

The children here are all orphans who have lost their families due to the Tatar invasion, and Claudia looks at them and realizes that she is not special, and there are many people like herself.

When I got home and went back to sleep, it was late at night.

I don't know how long it took, Claudia woke up in a daze.

As soon as she left the bed, she was shivering from the cold. The dark hallway was silent, eerily oppressive, and the air was cold in the lungs.

In the silence and oppressive darkness, she heard a strange sound.

She subconsciously touched the boots she had placed next to the bed, only to find that only one of her pair of daggers remained.

The door of the antechamber opened, and a light seeped out, and a dangerous aura also diffused, swimming lazily in the air, like a strange vine, binding itself alive and unable to move.

There are shiny pupils flickering behind the crack in the door.

"Where have you been?" The voice of his wife, Faldus, rang softly in his ears.

Claudia didn't understand what she meant, but the master didn't ask her to answer, but quietly picked up the clothes next to her and stuffed it for her: "Put it on, let's go." ”