Frank didn't step forward anxiously, but watched as Jersey on the ground slowly struggled to get up on his own. Although there are no more scars on his body, his back is becoming more and more rickety.

"Affection is always the softest part of a person's heart, and of course it is also the hardest part. Frank said, "Because of feelings, he can be defeated, but it is because of feelings that his strength becomes extraordinary." ”

"The most fragile, the hardest, the smallest, and the greatest. Frank looked at Jersey's back and said, "He pulled the unlucky man out of this mud of despair and gave him the most basic dignity and perseverance." But then he was sent to hell, full of self-reproach and sorrow. ”

"He was blaming himself for his weakness, blaming himself for his weakness, and when he began to doubt the necessity of his existence. It's time for us to play. Frank said, a tearing sound in his ears.

"Certin Ai, don't rip off his limbs, I'll have to fight it back later. ”

He was answered by the sound of bones being crushed.

Jersey sat alone in his kennel, in the corner, to be precise, curled up as if it were cold in the room. He stared blankly at his bed.

The ignorant girl in front of her woke up for the first time in front of her eyes with fear, the first time she drank her own blood, and the first time she was desperate to prevent people from moving her reserves and others, she grabbed her arm and cried.

Probably because she felt like she was protecting her, maybe because of that insignificant kindness. She began to show kindness to him, and the conversation began, and then everything went its course.

I don't know when, I fell in love with that girl, even if it's a lowly half-race like him, I can repay the kindness.

I don't know when, I fell in love with that, even in such a dark swamp, blooming like a smile like a midsummer flower.

I don't know when he first began to be so obsessed with one piece of information. For the first time, he wanted to protect someone, to protect her from getting hurt, and then he could only watch her leave.

In a trance, the cold and arrogant face appeared in front of him, high above, overlooking all living beings. As if he was a natural nobleman, he slowly overlapped and then separated from the face in his memory.

"After all, it's not a man of the world, but why won't even my children be returned to me?" Jersey buried his head in his body.

"Nice clothes, your wife, no, did your ex-wife make it?" a man's voice sounded.

Jersey jerked his head up, and a man in a white coat was standing on his bed, holding the garment that Aram had sewn for his child. He didn't know the man, and he didn't know how the guy got into his home.

"Who are you?" said Jersey glaring at the man in front of him, this guy was not strong, and he felt that he should be able to deal with this rude man in front of him. But the man in front of him clearly didn't care about his threatening tone.

"Who am I?" said Frank with a smile, "I am temptation, I am depravity, I am death, but to you I am power." ”

"Strength?" Jersey keenly heard the last two words.

"yes, power. For you, I am what you want most, power. Frank said, "I can bring you enough power to snatch my wife back and fight back against the ants who think they are superior." ”

"I don't need to. Jersey said stiffly, the guy in front of him was obviously not credible. This kind of guy knows at a glance that he is the kind of wizard with a strange temperament, and if he agrees to their request, there will definitely be no good fruit.

"Really, it doesn't matter if your beautiful wife is in the presence of someone else, and your lovely child is served to a feast as freshly squeezed juice, does it?" asked Frank, his voice unusually low, but like a drill into Jersey's ear.

"Behold, how delicate this garment is. Frank suddenly changed his tone and began to talk about the clothes in front of him.

"Look at the fine stitching, as well as the unique design, which is specially added for the comfort of the baby. You can tell at first glance that it's a virtuous wife, and as for your child? It's a fat boy, isn't it? He probably has to have, ten pounds?"

"Eleven pounds. Jersey muttered in reply.

"yes, yes, eleven pounds. Frank said, "I hope he juices enough for those guys to share." ”

"You!" Jersey roared, but then an invisible pressure pressed him against the wall.

"Am I wrong?" said Frank, "or do you not know what your sweet little one is going to expect?" he will be dealing with a juicer and a goblet. As an appetizer. ”

"At the same time, your wife. She's going to have a new husband, a new Bloodline husband, and what will happen to you? Let me think, yes, you're going to die, because you're a stain on your wife's noble life. ”

"I'm sorry, it's my ex-wife, I don't have a good memory. Frank said with a smile like a demon.

"No, Aram is not that kind of person!" Jersey said angrily.

"Not that kind of person?" Frank looked surprised, "You know your wife well, your wife is now the daughter of a duke, one of the most prominent people in the city, and you, sorry, seem to be just a mess of mud." ”

"Aram can't be that kind of person, he can't do this to me!" Jersey said.

"Yes, your wife is certainly not that kind of person. Not now, but not in the future? She loves you now, how do you know it's not because she's seen too little?" Frank said indifferently.

"Why are you competing with those aristocrats? Think about it, use your brain, or move your knees. You can only watch your own children being taken to make soup, who are you to say that your wife will not betray you?"

"Ten thousand steps back, your wife and his husband have let you live in secret. But what? Do you really want to live like this? Look at yourself, what's the difference between being alive and being dead? ”

"You're surrounded by garbage, and they want a piece of the pie even for your child's death. ”

"There is no light, no hope, no despair in your world. It is like a backwater, waiting for death from birth. ”

"Your wife gave you the only meaning to live, but now they have taken away the meaning of your last life. ”

"That's what the world does to you, it's constantly throwing you deeper into despair. ”

"Don't you hate it? those lofty faces, those faces that can't wait to ask for something in return when you're at your saddest?"

"And this one, a world that gives you hope and makes you despair. ”

"What the can I do?" Jersey suddenly roared, "I tried, but I couldn't." ”

"So, that's how you deal with it?" said Frank, "and give up if you can't get it?"

"Listen, coward. Your child will have a place in the dinner the night after tomorrow. You know what's going to happen, right. Frank looked at Jersey in front of him and said, Jersey was much taller than him, but he was looking down at Jersey.

"Your wife will be someone who has nothing to do with you, and your children will be her first food. Yes, it is up to your wife to take out the blood of your child with her own hands. Are you happy with the ending?"

"You can hide in a corner, put your ears on top of each other, and pretend nothing happened. But trust me, you may not see it, but you can hear it. ”

"Your child's screaming is in your left ear, and your child's giggling is in your right ear. ”

"Your wife's gentle voice is in your left ear, and the sound of your ex-wife being pressed under someone else is in your right ear. ”

"You can hear it, no matter how much you don't want to admit it, but it's a voice you can't avoid. Because this is the final end of the only thing worth remembering in your poor and small life. ”

Jersey howled in pain and tried to cover his ears, but his whole body was pressed against the wall, unable to move.

"Nothing but despair, like you're nothing. Frank said in a low voice, as if he were praying at someone else's funeral, and Jersey hung his head completely.

"However, I am willing to give you a chance, a chance to change everything. You will take back your children with your own hands. You will at least keep some hope, or rather memory, for yourself. Frank leaned closer to Jersey's ear and whispered, like a viper spitting letters.

"What do you need me to do?" asked Jersey, looking up suddenly.

"I need everything from you, body, soul, will, everything about you will be my plaything. And I'm going to give you, power!" Frank said, placing Jersey on the ground, turning around.

Jersey's eyes had become snake pupils, vines were wrapped around his arms, and an apple appeared in Frank's hand.