Chapter 5 The title mother was pulled by the poor road and snapped
As time passed, the sun gradually set, the moon gradually rose, and little by little, the night swallowed up the already broken earth, dragging the horrific scene into darkness little by little.
The ruined ruins were silent, except for the chirping of insects and ominous bird calls, except for the crackling of firewood as it burned.
Somewhere in the ruins of a half-collapsed house, light peeked through the window that had turned into a large hole, and the aroma of food slowly spread out with the flow of air.
The flames, which were clearly the remains of the house, were piled up in a heap, and the flames burned brightly, and the scorching flames baked the iron pot on top, which contained a thick soup with a rich aroma.
"Old man, is this a self-inflicted effort......... "Ashmida stirred the broth in the pot with a spoon, and felt the black-haired boy sitting opposite him carefully protect his blind and immobile sister behind him, vigilantly guarding his posture, he couldn't help but sigh.
Ashmida was a little annoyed now, obviously there were more important things to solve, but seeing two helpless children walking in this already dangerous land, he was always a little relieved, even if it didn't have much to do with him, but he still wanted to help those who could help as much as possible.
"Really, now is not the time to do such a thing." He sighed again under the boy's wary gaze, then picked up a cracked and dusty porcelain bowl from his feet, and a faint flash of electric light swept through it, revealing a new white porcelain bowl in his hand.
Seeing that strange scene, the boy's pupils contracted.
From the very beginning, he had seen a lot of pictures that subverted his common sense, the iron pot that had been clearly deformed and broken, the soup spoon that had been broken in two, all turned into a new appearance after a burst of electric light, and the man took out the food from the wide cuffs that was obviously impossible to carry on his body, etc., all of which made the boy's heart extremely nervous.
But while being nervous, for some reason, there was a trace of inexplicable expectation in his heart.
"You're all hungry, eat."
Ashmida scooped a spoonful of soup into a bowl and handed it to the boy.
Ashmida's smile was gentle and flat.
But the smile that had been invincible before him had no effect in front of him, and the boy always stared at him with wary eyes, as if if he did the slightest wrong thing in the next moment, the boy would pounce on him like a fried kitten.
Well, like a fried kitten, a kitten with immature paws is not a threat at all.
But even though he knew that with his abilities, he would be of no use to any adult at all, and the boy remained vigilant at all times.
"Don't worry, the old man won't and doesn't want to do anything to you." Ashmida looked at the boy's vigilant look, and the little girl's face was timidly hiding behind her brother's back,
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"Goo~~"
Maybe he was persuaded by Ashmida, or maybe he was really hungry, a blush appeared on the boy's fair and immature little face, and he stretched out his trembling little hand and gently took the porcelain bowl in Ashmida's hand.
After taking the porcelain bowl, he didn't drink it for himself for the first time, but carefully scooped up a small spoonful of broth with a soup spoon, he patiently blew the hot soup cold, and after feeling that the temperature was finally moderate, he sent the soup spoon to his sister's mouth, and fed his sister little by little.
ββ¦β¦ Brother. After a few sips, the boy tried to feed his sister, but was stopped by his sister.
In the boy's puzzled eyes, the little girl shook her head, she gently took the soup spoon from her brother's palm, her eyes were closed, she carefully groped along her brother's arm to determine the position of the porcelain bowl, after determining the position, she carefully scooped a spoonful of broth from it, and touched her brother's lips, probably because she was not used to the feeling of blindness, she spilled the soup with some clumsy movements.
The boy whose clothes were wet didn't care, but with tears in his eyes, he gently drank the soup fed by his sister with a smile on his face, and comforted his sister in a whisper, and his sister listened quietly.
ββ¦β¦β¦β¦β¦ Family affection, ah......" Seeing the appearance of this brother and sister, the corners of Ashmida's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly to reveal a nostalgic smile, he remembered the past of Bai Lian and Ming Lian for a while, but the objects of care and care were exchanged.
After a while, the brother and sister were feeding each other, and it was only then that the boy noticed the smile on Ashmida's face.
Subconsciously, the boy's face turned red, but then his face was once again alert.
"What's your name?" Ashmida rested her elbows on her thighs, crossed her chin with her hands, and looked at the boy with a smile of interest on her face.
The boy was silent as he scrutinized Ashmida's face, his gaze sharp as if it were about to poke a hole in Ashmida's face.
"It's good to be vigilant, but in the case of a huge difference in strength, vigilance can only be the last straw that crushes the weak." Ashmida knew very well what the boy was thinking, and he was not dissatisfied with this, on the contrary, he could understand the boy's feelings at the moment.
ββ¦β¦β¦ Lelouch... This is my sister, Nanaliβ" The stunned look on the boy's face flickered as he heard Ashmida's words, and he softly uttered his name and his sister's name.
He knew how harsh his name and his sister's name were in the ears of the people of this island country, and he wanted to lie about a name, but in front of this man, he couldn't say anything at all, so he said his real name in a daze.
He was annoyed, but it didn't work.
The man in front of him was right, he didn't have any capital to rebel against the man in front of him now, and the huge difference in flesh between a child and an adult was enough to make Lelouch desperate, unless he had a weapon in his hand that could make up for this huge gap - a gun.
In fact, he did have a pistol in his hand, which his brother quietly handed to him before he and his sister were sent to the land as hostages.
The stupid brother, who was so much older than him but always lost to him in chess, and always had a silly smile on his face, showed an unprecedented solemn expression on that day.
"Lelouch, you must protect yourself and Nanali, you must persevere, don't worry, I will come to pick you up soon."
'Brother Clovis, it looks like I can't wait for you to pick me up and Nanali back. A look of regret appeared on Luluschu's immature little face, and then he immediately became stronger, and he rose from the masonry that served as a seat, and looked at Ashmida with an aristocratic haughty expression.
"Lelouch V. Britannia, I am the Eleventh Prince of the Holy Britannian Empire, and if you can send me and my sister to safety, the Britannian Empire will reward you handsomely on my behalf. β
Saving him and his sister in this way is nothing more than wanting to hand him over to the Neon government as a bargaining chip for a compromise with the Britannian Empire, or to hand him over to the Britannian Empire to receive a reward, or he wants to lynch their brother and sister, nothing more than these three outcomes.
I hope it's not the last one, the first two are safe for me and my sister no matter what, but if it's the latter.........
Well, you can only gamble!!
Thinking of this, the expression on Lelouxiu's face couldn't help but become hideous, and his right hand was quietly put behind his back to grab a pistol hidden behind his back, and the small hand holding the handle of the gun was exposed.
"Ahh But he didn't want the man in front of him to show a stunned and helpless expression, listening to the man's words, Lu Luxiu's little face was full of sluggishness.
About a hundred meters away, a green-haired woman in a dark kimono stood on top of the ruins, covering her mouth in shock, her amber pupils flashing with a hint of water, choking and looking at the bright light not far away.
"Father ...... Father Priest......"