In the past few days, Su Mu has not come, and Evans has been thinking about the king's birthday banquet in a month.

When that day comes, will he really do what he says?

It's only been a long time since they've known each other, and to be honest, Evans doesn't trust him too much, if Su Mu hadn't assassinated Brian as promised that day, then Evans himself would have found a way to infiltrate the palace.

No! He would choose to sneak into his mansion at night, so that Brian would not see the next day's sun.

The decision was made, but the door was pushed open.

It was Stella who came in.

How did she get here?

"Stella? You ......" Evans was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Seeing the other party's helplessness, Stella seemed understanding: "I'm idle, come and see you, the dresser you made for me is very useful, I use it every day now, I really like it, thank you." ”

As soon as she praised herself, Evans blushed and skimmed her gaze, not daring to look at her.

"No, you're welcome." I only heard his slight voice sound, not like it should be when he spoke.

Stella stepped forward with the hem of her skirt and moved closer to Evans, only to finally see the other person's eyes in the shadow, revealing shyness.

She couldn't help but smile, amused him, and pretended to be serious: "Why don't you look at me and talk?" It's rude. ”

Sure enough, Evans thought that Stella was really angry, and panicked to explain, but the words stammered, and no one could understand what he was trying to say.

Now Stella laughed even harder, she stroked her sore belly, and said slowly: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, in fact, I came to invite you to the market sale in Fez Square tomorrow." ”

"A sale at the bazaar?"

Evans knew that the event was held by a wealthy merchant on the east side of the street, who loved handicrafts, and this was the first time it had been held, presumably to find some good goods at the sale.

"What? Don't you want to go? Seeing his hesitation, Stella thought he didn't want to hang out with her.

Afraid that the other party would misunderstand, Evans loudly expressed his willing attitude: "Think, think!" When? Where did we meet? ”

Stella thought for a moment, "That...... Tomorrow morning, I'll come to your shop to find you, and then I'll walk along this street together. ”

"Okay, then it's decided!"

Evans's heart has long been happy, and he knows how happy it is to go out with the girl he likes.

Perhaps too happy, Evans forgot his civilian status for a while, and even forgot about whether he could be worthy of Stella.

Whatever! In the face of love, status is not worth mentioning.

Although it is a real question, Evans still wants to find out who Stella is.

Is it just the daughter of a wealthy merchant, or is it a nobleman?

If it was a wealthy merchant, then Evans still had hope, but if it was a nobleman...... I'm afraid her family won't take a fancy to him as a civilian, right?

What's more, the Duke has a blood feud with himself, and Evans doesn't want to involve Stella in it.

Thinking of this, Evans, who had just shown a happy smile, quickly broke his mind, what should he do?

"What's wrong with you?" Stella saw that his face was not good, and thought that Evans was not feeling well.

I saw Evans wave his hand, indicating that everything was fine.

……

The next day, Stella arrived as promised, and Evans was waiting at the door early.

He was wearing a clean white shirt, his blonde hair was neatly groomed, and he was holding a white tulip from Susan's shop, which represented Stella's purity.

The two looked at each other and smiled, took the tulip that Evans handed over, Stella sniffed it, happily held it in her hand, and headed in the direction of Fezplatz.

Behind them, Su Mu had been quietly following, and he was always at ease with Evans.

That day left suddenly, he was afraid that Evans would take revenge alone, and he was afraid that Duke Bryan would not let go of their family, so he had been secretly protecting them for the past few days.

Walking and stopping all the way, until they reached Fez Square, the crowd suddenly increased, but Su Mu lost the people.

A lively sale is being held here, and the originally empty square is filled with stalls of different sizes, and some of them have directly pushed small cars, blocking the entire Fezplatz square.

There is a cacophony of selling in your ears, all kinds of jewelry, handicrafts, and even gemstones.

Su Mu glanced at it casually, and the gems that could be sold at random on the stall would definitely not be real.

The other side.

Passing through the crowd, Evans and Stella were hanging out.

Suddenly, Stella grabbed Evans' hand: "There are a lot of people here, let's hold on, otherwise it will be troublesome to get separated." ”

Evans was shocked, he had grown so big, there was no other woman holding his hand like this except for his mother, Evans's face was red to the base of his ears, and he hung his head, too shy to look at Stella.

The two walked one after the other, and Stella, who was pulling herself in front, suddenly pointed to a stall not far ahead: "Go there and have a look!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt that the strength in my hand was loosened, and when Evans raised her head again, Stella was gone.

"Stella! Stella, where are you? Evans was anxious, and searched the vicinity, but could not find her.

Smack-

I felt that my shoulder was grabbed by a large hand, and then I heard a voice coming from my ear: "Evans, right?" Visiting the market with us? ”

Evans was about to look back to see who it was, when suddenly, a sharp pain came from the back of his neck, and his eyes suddenly went black, and he was no longer conscious.

……

In a dark alley.

By the time he woke up, it was noon, and the sun was shining down overhead, piercing Evans' slightly open eyes.

He hurriedly closed his eyes again, but the pain in his shoulder and neck was like a fire, as if he had been beaten.

Hanging his head, avoiding the direct rays of the sun, he opened his eyes again, and saw a pair of feet standing in front of him, and the shoes on the feet looked very good, not like civilians could afford to wear.

Carefully raising his head, a man dressed in aristocratic attire was looking down at him fiercely.

"You ......"

Evans was about to ask him, but who expected the other party to have a serious face, and with a slight wave of his hand, he beckoned two tall strong men behind him to step forward, and they didn't seem to be good at stubble.

Evans was startled, seeing the dark shadows of the two pressing over, but he was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he didn't even have the strength to escape.

Immediately I felt a cramping pain in my stomach, followed by arms, arms, thighs, calves, and even my whole body.

The two strong men mercilessly punched and kicked Evans, who was huddled on the ground.

Evans covered his head, and there was no room to fight back, so he could only desperately protect his head and tense his body, so as not to kill himself directly with a kick from the opponent.

Who the hell is going to do this?!

Suddenly, Evans remembered Duke Bryan, he must have done it!

At this point, Evans's hatred for Brian deepened.

However, what ability can he have to avenge his father when he is slaughtered by others like this?

Evans's eyes lost their brilliance at once, such a self, cowardly, incompetent, and cowardly. He hated the power of the aristocracy, the inherently inability of the commoners to be fair and equal to them, and his own weakness.

Finally, in such an emotion, he collapsed, and his tears were not held for a while, and he cried out.

"Ouch, crying." A slightly mocking voice sounded, "You better beg for mercy, promise never to see my sister again, I can consider not killing you." ”

Younger sister?

Evans suddenly stopped crying.

For some reason, it was Stella's face that came to mind at this moment.

The alley fell silent instantly, and the two strong men also stopped according to the aristocratic man's wishes.

"How? Is it guaranteed? The man crouched down and asked again.

Evans still didn't answer, he slowly let go of the hand holding his head, his eyes were full of shock, Stella was kind and warm, Evans couldn't believe that she could be the sister of such a person.

"Are you stupid? Why don't you say a word? The man got up and asked the two strong men beside him.

The two looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "No way, we didn't hit him in the head." ”

"Humph!" The man snorted coldly and kicked Evans on the ground, "I advise you to answer quickly, civilians like you who are almost like slaves, no one will know if I kill any of them." ”

His tone was full of threats, and in their eyes, killing someone was as difficult as crushing an ant, because they had no humanity to speak of.

"Hahahaha......" Evans laughed out loud with sarcasm.

He doesn't want to live under the fence for the rest of his life, noble? How can the dignity of civilians be trampled on? How can you make killing so easy?

"I think you're tired of it!" Seeing that he seemed to be crazy, the man beckoned the strong man next to him to do it directly, apparently wanting to get rid of this "crazy" Evans.

One of the strong men stepped forward and took out the dagger hidden in his waist, and was about to stab it, but the hand that had just been stretched out stopped in mid-air.

He gritted his teeth, but he couldn't move, and even his feet felt like they were glued to the ground, unable to move forward or backward.

"What are you doing? Hurry up! The man thought he was playing tricks on himself, and said angrily, "If you don't kill him again, I'll kill you together!" ”

"No, it's not that I don't want to move...... I can't move at all...... Help, save me, Master Jon! I feel like I'm being controlled by something! The strong man's forehead was already dripping with beads of sweat the size of beans, and his face was full of fear, desperately asking for help from the man behind him who was called Young Master Jon.

Jon went up and kicked him, but the other man couldn't move, still standing there like a sculpture.

"You, what are you kidding!" Jon was also a little scared, and pointed to another strong man and said, "Then you go!" ”

"Don't waste it."

At the mouth of the alley, a clear and lazy voice came.

Sumu?

Evans heard that it was Su Mu and struggled to lift his head.

At the mouth of the alley, a figure stood there, and there was no doubt that the slender body was him.

"Oh no, someone found out." Another strong man who could still move began to panic, and said to Jon beside him, "Young master, let's retreat quickly, if others see us beating civilians......"

"Shut up! What's wrong with beating civilians? When the time comes, just say that he stole my things. Jon made a random excuse.

At that moment, Evans' pupils suddenly contracted, as he remembered something that had broken him even more.

If remembered correctly, Brian had a son, and his son's name was Jon.

So, Stella she......