Chapter 15: The Maniac
Julian fell to the ground, clutching his wound with his hands, but the blood kept pouring out.
"Hahahaha......" Charles laughed maniacally, his blood-stained dagger waving "you deserve it!" β
"Bastard, you guy, how dare you, how dare you. Julian roared as he looked at the blood in his hands.
"Blood!blood!blood!......blood!blood I'm bleeding!" Julian became a little hysterical as he watched the blood gushing out of his stomach.
"It hurts, you bastard, it hurts! it hurts! it hurts!
"I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, hahahahahaha......"
"You guy can't be crazy!Can a normal person laugh out loud at this time?" Charles looked at Julian who had become abnormal because of the bleeding and felt frightened, how could I be afraid of him, he was about to die, how could I be afraid of him, but what was this sudden sense of fear, stop, stop, Charles clutched his chest and roared at the beating heart.
"How real is this pain, how vivid is the color of the blood that keeps gushing out, how real and terrifying is the fear of dying! I am indeed alive, and this is proof that I am alive in this world. Julian waved his right hand stained with his own blood at Charles.
The surrounding guards were a little confused at first, but reacted and immediately pressed Charles to the ground.
"Get out of here, it's almost over, how can I let you filthy lackeys catch me, I'm going to succeed, I've killed McCarvey, all that's left is to take Christine away and fly away. How could I be caught by you!" Charles snarled at the guards.
"Tell the truth! Go and call someone, call the doctor. An older guard said to the guard next to him.
"Yes. One of the guards said, and ran to call for someone.
At this time, Barr, who was supposed to arrive, was late, and when he saw his master lying in a pool of blood, he ran to Julian's side like crazy, pushed away the guards next to him, picked up Julian, and said, "My master, what's the matter, how can you be like this." β
Julian opened his hazy eyes and saw Barr say in a hoarse voice, "Barr, you see how beautiful this blood is, like a blooming rose, and the endless flow of blood from my body is like withered petals, I am still alive, Barr!" and showed Barr's blood-stained hand.
"I know, my master, I know that you are alive, you are still alive, you will not die, you will survive. β
"Really?" Julian, whose face had turned a little pale from blood loss, said with a grim smile, "It's good to be alive!" and then closed his eyes
"Master! master!"
"The ......hosts!
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Lord...."
Julian's voices grew quieter and quieter.
Shocked by the bad news, Rosalind broke into Julian's hospital room, the room was filled with the smell of ointment, looking at Julian lying on the bed with a pale face, Rosalind couldn't help crying and asking, "What the hell is going on? Why did my brother become like this? Who did it?"
No one answered her, Charlotte lay at the bottom of Julian's bed and wept softly, Christine stood beside her, bewildered, and Sebas stood anxiously awaiting the doctor's answer.
The doctor who had done the final examination for Julian got up and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, go out first, Lord Count McCarvey is not in danger of his life for the time being, he needs a quiet environment to rest." β
"What does it mean for the time being?" asked Rosalind.
"I can't guarantee that Lord Earl will wake up. The doctor cautiously replied to Rosalind's cold questioning.
Apparently not satisfied with the doctor's answer, Rosalind said with a flash of cruelty in her eyes: "Who do you think my brother is?" Duke McCarvey's only son, my only brother, the first heir of the McCarvey family, and the future ruler of the entire South, if my brother can't wake up, then I'll send you all to the gallows." β
The doctor said in a cold sweat, "We will do our best to save Lord Earl." β
"Miss Rosalind, let's go out first. The host needs to rest. Sebas stepped forward and pulled Rosalind out of the room, motioning for Charlotte and Christine to leave.
Walking out of Julian's room, Rosalind asked, "Sebas, has the murderer been identified?"
"The murderer was the son of a small businessman named Charles, who was recruited into the kitchen of the mansion a month ago and has now been arrested and imprisoned," Sebas said. Sebas glanced at Christine and said hesitantly, "He is also Miss Christine's ex-fiancΓ©. β
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"Kill you, kill you, kill you!" shouted Charlotte suddenly lunged at Christine and grabbed her by the neck.
"Woo woo woo, stop, hand, woo woo woo......" Christine was panicked by the sudden change, she grabbed Charlotte's hands and tried her best to break free, but to no avail, Charlotte went crazy, she could only look at Sebastian to get his help.
Sebas stepped forward and separated the two, hugged Charlotte, who was constantly struggling, and said, "Miss Charlotte, please stop!"
Charlotte struggled like a shrew and scolded Christine: "It was this woman who killed the young master who became like this, it was her, she was a murderer." β
Christine was paralyzed on the ground and breathing heavily, looking at Charlotte, her eyes red and hysterical, she felt terrified, and her body kept retreating, she couldn't understand why Miss Charlotte, who was usually so gentle, could become like this.
Rosalind said to Christine, who was paralyzed on the ground, "This is the trouble you caused, if my brother has a case, you will bury her." β
"Sebas, you send Charlotte back to her room first. "Rosalind
"Yes. β
Charlotte, who was a little calm, said, "No, I want to stay with the young master." β
"It won't help you stay with him now, Charlotte, I'm in trouble enough on my side, don't make any more trouble for us, if you really love Julian. β
Listening to Rosalind's words, Charlotte said gloomily: "I understand"
"Sebas, send Charlotte back and let Edgar and Barr come to see me in the Consulate. β
"Yes, at your disposal. "At this moment, when Julian was unconscious, as Julian's own sister, Rosalind became the supreme master.
Looking at the departing people, Christine, who was paralyzed on the ground, couldn't help but hide her face and cry bitterly. Don't, don't leave me, are you going to abandon me again? Why? Why is it always me who is unfortunate? Why is it my fault? What have I done wrong? Why has it been like this...... It's obviously Julian's fault, if it wasn't for Julian forcibly taking me back to the mansion, how could I get hurt, how could Charles have become like this, if it wasn't for Julian, everyone wouldn't have become unlucky, and finally accepted the current life, the wound scabbed, and made lifelong friends, why did I become like this? Julian will die, Charles will die, what should I do.....