Alice and Linda looked at each other, their expressions a little confused. Karrick knew how miraculous the knowledge of the gods was, and that their secrets must not be revealed, so he arranged for the secret sentinel, his henchman, the shrewd and fickle Eric.

"Mistress Alice. Eric frowned, "This must be the daughter of the serf named Daelin, right? He seems to be making wooden poles in the workshop, you know, he is a carpenter, and Master Karrick arranged it." ”

"This has nothing to do with my father. Elena hurriedly defended and pointed to the wooden pole next to the wall: "He was too tired, so he asked me to come and deliver it." ”

"Little girl, I've been paying attention to you for a while. Eric sneered, "You should have put it down and left, right?"

Elena bit her lip and continued to emphasize: "Anyway, it has nothing to do with my father. ”

"Linda, did we just say anything?" Alice looked suspiciously at the skinny Elena, who was just a serf bought by Karrick, and there seemed to be no reason for sneaky eavesdropping.

"It doesn't seem like anything special. Linda slowly stepped out of the shadows of the door, her intimidating face falling into Elena's eyes.

"Ah...... Oh my God!" Elena was taken aback, and hurriedly retreated and crouched on the ground. What is that? A blue-black face with blurred facial features, that's the terrifying appearance of the devil!

Is it a deal between the nobles who sharpen their knives in the middle of the night, the same room with the devil, and the evil plan to harvest their heads? The more Elena thought about it, the more terrifying she became, and her scalp tingled.

"Sorry to scare you. Linda's tone was slightly apologetic, and she took a step back and reintegrated into the shadows.

Alice stared at Elena, who was sitting on the ground, shivering: "What a strange guy. I remember, you were sick, why didn't you rest so late?"

"I ...... I'm not a weird guy, I'm Elena Quinn. Despite her fear, Elena still had resentment in her eyes: "My tired and sleepy father has to work late at night, and of course I don't go to rest alone." ”

Alice frowned, she sensed Elena's hostility, and the reason seemed to be because her father was forced to stay up late to work, and she saw herself as a cold-blooded, ruthless, oppressive serf nobleman.

But in fact, Alice didn't know it at all, and completely left it to Carrick to arrange: "Eric, is this what Uncle Carrick told him?"

"Yes. Eric nodded, "The old carpenter of the castle passed away last year, and we really can't find a craftsman who knows some of these skills." ”

With Alice's progress day and night, he can make about eight curved scythe heads a day, but the matching hand bar is a big problem, and it is not something that can be used by just finding a stick, so he handed over the task to Dai Lin, who knows carpenter skills, and Carrick took into account his physical strength problems, and kindly lowered the standard.

"I see. Alice nodded, looking at the thin little girl with a little pity: "Since your father is tired, I will allow him to rest." And you, since you're sick, shouldn't run around the castle late at night. ”

"Huh?"

Elena's expression froze instantly, as if it was not quite what she had imagined.

"You ignorant fellow, thank you Alice-sama soon. Eric glared at Elena angrily, the girl looked dumbfounded, and had no respect for the nobles at all.

"Are you telling the truth? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Why should I lie to you?" Alice asked rhetorically, "Do I look like a cold-blooded man who takes pleasure in torturing serfs?"

"I ...... I do not know. Elena's jealous and hateful character stems from her tragic encounter, in fact, she is not a girl who knows what to do, and her father is allowed to rest, which not only surprises her, but also makes her feel inexplicably grateful, and quickly gets up: "Thank you, thank you! If it is true." ”

"Of course it's true. Alice's face was full of helplessness: "Eric, send her back." ”

"No need!" Elena Mari patted the dust, and couldn't wait to go back to tell her father the good news, and disappeared into the darkness with a puff of smoke.

"This guy is so weird. ”

"Maybe I scared her, right?"

......

"Daddy, Daddy. You can rest!" Elena ran into the shed and put her arm around Dalin's shoulders: "That noble lady, you are allowed to rest." ”

"What did you say?" Dai Lin instantly became nervous: "Elena, did you say something that you shouldn't have said again?"

"Nope. Elena hurriedly shook her head and whispered, "I just told her that you are tired." ”

Dai Lin breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stood up: "It seems that he is really a benevolent nobleman, Elena, maybe our life will be better." ”

The rest of the serfs were housed in the farm's unused farmhouse, while the father and daughter were placed in an unused storage room in the castle to make wooden poles.

It was nearly late at night, and the weary Dai Lin lay on the haystack wrapped in a worn-out felt, and soon fell into a deep sleep. And Elena on the side opened her eyes and looked at the roof in a daze.

Alice really seemed to be a little different from other nobles, but what was she doing sharpening knives in her room late at night? and the person with a terrifying face next to her, whose voice was also a girl, was terrifying.

What a strange aristocracy, a strange castle. 、

In the darkness, a translucent, three-eyed crow landed on the beam of the room, silently watching Elena. Qin Song had been observing her since they met, including Liya, the fourth witch he had discovered, who had fallen from a craftsman's daughter to a serf, and she must have had some kind of special experience, a tragic memory.

Gradually, sleepiness welled up, and Elena hugged her father's arm and slowly closed her eyes.

At midnight, the tiredness generated by manipulating the eyeballs resets to 0%. A tentacle sticking out of the darkness pressed softly against Elena's forehead.

[Dream Whisper] activated.

Roaring, crying, screaming, laughing, and a raging fire. Qin Song, who had just entered the dream realm, was startled by the scene in front of him, a charred wooden house collapsed in flames, and there were boiling tongues of fire everywhere, jumping, devouring everything......

"Mommy!"

The heart-rending screams echoed, and Dai Lin, whose face was full of tears, sat down in front of the fire. In his arms, Elena was struggling in pain, helplessly reaching out her little hand.

"Hahaha......"

A dark shadow with an unclear face, in the twisted flames, let out a smug grin.

"Bastard! bastard!" Elena cried out with blood-red eyes, "You vicious madman, you burned my mother, you burned my house!

In the midst of extreme grief, Elena's eyes darkened and she seemed to faint. But the scene in the dream changed very quickly, and in a candlelit hall, Daylin and Elena were bound to their knees, and not far ahead, on a silver throne inlaid with sapphires, sat a vague, emaciated black shadow.

"You will be deprived of your status as freemen and reduced to lowly slaves. Quetan will treat you well, and this is the end of offending the nobles. ”

"You bastards, vicious devils, the Holy Spirit will punish you!"

"Hahaha......" The black shadow on the throne laughed mercilessly at Elena's innocence: "Come on, give this little slut's mouth, give some reward!"

The sound of armor rubbing sounded, and a burly knight suddenly appeared, and smashed a punch into Elena's mouth, blood splattered, and Elena fainted again.

The scene switches again, and in a stench, fecal-strewn stable, a hand with an emerald ring grabs Elena's hair and lifts it from the ground and drags it on the ground, and in front of her, two dark shadows hold up her father, Darin, and roughly press their hands against the stone trough.

"You're no longer a craftsman, ever! It seems that you don't need those hands anymore!" the heavy leather boots stained with dirt rose and stomped heavily on Dalin's fingers, and the cruel crushing continued, and the terrible howl shook the roof tiles.

"Oh no! Daddy!"