Another day, the leader who was walking in the house suddenly found that the elder brother was communicating with the younger brother in a certain way, and the younger brother actually used a very standard movement to reproduce what the elder brother told him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since then, the way he looks at his two sons has changed again, and this look no longer looks like he is looking at his own children, or even like looking at a human being.

On the same day, Bruzer was called into his study, and he stuffed a book related to swordsmanship into his brother's arms, "to memorize the contents of the book." The cold voice poured into his son's ears, and it was the first thing the father said to him after "picking it up".

"But my brother and I made an appointment to ......" Before Bruzer's words were finished, his father's hand hit him in the face, and the person and the wheelchair fell to the ground at the same time, and Bruze, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, cried wow.

Instead of reassuring him, the father put his foot on his son's lap and said, "Don't cry." He said, increasing his strength.

"Ah!!" the son cried, louder. "Daddy, my legs! ”

"Legs are useless anyway. Saying that, my father's strength is even greater. "Don't cry, climb into your wheelchair and memorize the contents of this book. Looking at his son, who was in great pain, there was no wave in his eyes.

This behavior, which can be called abuse, continued for an afternoon.

"In the future, you will do whatever I say, you are not allowed to question or cry, understand?"

"Yes, father. Brussel's eyes had lost their brilliance.

"Now, memorize all the contents of this book, I will come to test you tomorrow morning, if you don't memorize it, the punishment will continue, understand?"

"Yes, father. Shaking a little, the boy replied.

"Now, it's your turn. He turned his gaze to his brother, who was huddled in the corner, and walked over step by step.

"Daddy, please, don't hurt him!" roared Bruser, who had recovered his senses.

"You should have no problem with my decision. The father turned his head and stared at his son, who had just been abused.

"Yes...... Yes, Father. Bruzer held back his tears and lowered his head.

"That's it, my son. So saying, the chief stretched out his hand to his younger son......

Bruzer didn't see his brother that day, and despite his worries, he devoted all his energy to the book.

The next day, in the morning, he barely remembered the contents of the book, and the father, on time, appeared.

"How's my brother?" asked Bruzer, who hadn't slept all night, anxiously.

"Is the book memorized?" the father ignored his question, and asked his own son in an unchanged tone.

"Brother......" Before he finished speaking, his face ached, and Brussel fell to the ground again.

"Is the book familiar?" repeated the father.

"Yes, father. Holding back his tears, Bruser climbed into his wheelchair with difficulty.

"Let's get started. Father opened the book.

The son carried it on his father's instructions.

Listening to his voice, the father turned the pages of the book in his hand, and suddenly, the son paused, although he remembered the content of the book after a few seconds, but the father's hand still hit him in the face.

"Remember the order I gave you?" said the father, with a blank expression, as he brought Bruzer up to him.

"Memorize the book. Bruzer's voice trembled.

"But you don't know it, do you?"

"Yes, father. Tears rolled in his eyes.

"What happens if you don't do what I tell you to, you know. ”

"Accept the punishment. The son replied.

"You don't have an opinion. ”

"Yes, father. ”

Before the son's words fell, the father had already let go of his hand.

"Don't cry. After the father gave the order, he stood aside indifferently, "Climb into the chair and continue to endorse." ”

"Yes, father. "Boy, grab the wheelchair......

In the vast secret room of the Chief's Mansion, another child anxiously clutched at the iron chain wrapped around one of his legs, and did not stop even though his hands were oozing blood.

"Do you want to be free?" said his father, walking up to him, "surpass me, hurt me, and you will be free." ”

The boy didn't understand him, and he shivered as he stared at his father, who had beaten his brother, curled up by the wall.

He threw one sword at his son's side and slashed at him with the other.

The son kept dodging and howling in terror.

"Even though you have a sword in your hand, but you still use this method to escape, it seems that you are really just a beast. As he spoke, the speed of the sword did not slow down in the slightest, "If you don't pick up the sword again, you will be injured." ”

In the end, the son still picked up the sword and fended off his father's attack.

"The scholars of Friedham are right, it seems that the beast really has the ability to learn. "The son has resisted him for a long time, and he is already familiar with the weapon in his hand.

"Remember, if you don't want to be like this, use what you have in your hands more skillfully. As he spoke, the sword in his father's hand suddenly sped up and cut through his son's skin, "This place will not die or be crippled if it is slashed, but it will hurt a lot." ”

The son, who reacted, cried loudly, and the father put away his sword and walked away on his own, leaving his own son in the secret room, crying loudly.

The days went on like this, Brussel carried all kinds of books day and night, and the younger brother had to resist his father's sword every day, and before he knew it, both of them lost their childhoods.

A few months later, Brussel imprinted all of his father's books in his head.

"Follow me. After the book was memorized, Brussel, who thought he would be liberated, was suddenly taken away to a place where he had never been allowed to enter.

"Where are we going?" asked Bruze, who had plucked up courage in his uneasiness.

"Go find your sword. The father replied.

"My sword?" Bruzer was full of doubts, did his father really want to force him to practice swords?

The cloisters grew darker and more oppressive, and they could even hear the sound of chains.

The door opened, Bruze's eyes widened suddenly, he saw his brother covered in wounds, at the same time as the door opened, he suddenly picked up the sword on the ground, and pointed it in the direction where he was, he couldn't stop yelling, he could feel that his brother's body was shaking.

"From now on, this is your sword. An emotionless voice came out of his father's mouth, and he looked at his brother as if he were looking at a tool.

"But he's ......" Bruzer protested for the first time in a long time, but the next moment, he covered his face and fell to the ground.