Silent night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The full moon casts a small but well-defined shadow on a cricket. The cricket has no special affection for the moon, it only knows that on this cool and quiet night, it should chirp, breaking the peace in order to create peace. If it weren't for its insect chirp, people wouldn't feel how quiet the night was, so quiet that they could hear every syllable of its every chirp. Crickets do not have human intelligence, so it is impossible for them to comprehend the complexity of human feelings. It jumped from the grass onto a planked floor, the dampness of the surface of the wood that made it feel bad, a harbinger of death.

Despite feeling the threat of death, it did not turn away from it. It slows down the frequency of its tweets and also slows down the pace of its progress. It moved forward on the damp planks with a magnitude that seemed to ordinary people to barely move, believing that there must be an ocean not far ahead—that the crickets had never seen the real sea, and that a puddle of water was enough for it to call it an ocean. The ocean is terrifying, because if you fall into it, you are already dead. They don't know the nature of water, so they can only keep struggling on the surface of the water until they sink to the bottom. It had seen too many of its kind die in front of it, so it was extra cautious.

The cricket crawled forward some distance, not accustomed to this slow and aggrieved way of progress, it longed for the thrill of jumping into the air, but now in order to save its life, it had to put aside its dreams for the time being. It suddenly found that its vision had darkened, it could no longer see the full moon that hung high, a great shadow enveloped it, and mountains appeared in front of it.

When it is said to be a mountain, it is only for crickets, because everything that seems tall and tall to block the view is the same. It then noticed that the "mountain" was a little different from the ones it had seen before—no undulating earth, no verdant vegetation, but very smooth and white, and though there were a few long bands on it, it was much smoother than the mountains it had seen before. It also noticed that there were countless droplets of water on the "high mountain", and several drops of water were slowly flowing down the ridge. The cricket was confused, it didn't know what it was seeing, but the droplets of water intensified its fear. Suddenly, the "mountain" moved, and in an instant it became even taller and at the same time splashed a lot of water. The cricket had no heart to study the concave outline of the "high mountain", and with a long roar, it quickly jumped back into the grass beside it.

This is the open-air bath in a hotel in Hull, the main city of San Lucas, and Luna used her identity to charter the entire inn not long ago, so she is the only one in the bath at this moment.

Luna poured a ladle of water on herself, and even though she knew that the water was similar everywhere, the water of her hometown still contained too much emotion in her heart, and she felt reassured, after all, she hadn't been back in twelve years. She looked at one of the brightly lit rooms of the inn, where the candles cast three figures on the window, and Luna knew what the three of them were talking about again.

Luna crouched down again, submerging herself in the water, her various scars even more shocking in the moonlight. She turned her head to look at the black blue on her left shoulder, which had been left behind when she was pushed down the stairs and hit the wall by a rough guest in the Pearl Courtyard more than half a month ago. The guest's demands were very harsh every time, and even a little vexatious, and the bustard would never let Rebecca and them entertain them with a golden sign, so as not to be hurt by him and the price would be greatly discounted, so this job fell on Luna every time.

Luna ran down her shoulder, and she felt a long band, the skin of which was noticeably rougher. Luna remembers that it had been left to her with a leather whip by a sadistic guest five years ago, when she had not received this type of guest despite having been in the Pearl Courtyard for five years. She would never forget every pain of the whip when it struck her, and the laughter that forced her face when she didn't want to die.

Her hand slowly touched her lower abdomen, which had several small red dots, like pimples, which were extremely incongruous with the surrounding skin. It was three years after she entered the Pearl Academy, and she received her first guest as a stranger, and since she was a novice, the bustard's price was low. The first guest she received was a white scholar who looked quite gentle, but he behaved in bed in the exact opposite of his appearance. That night, in the smallest dark room of the Pearl Courtyard, Luna, who served her for the first time, experienced the humiliation and fear that she will never forget for the rest of her life. The guest ravaged every corner of her body like a beast that had found its prey, mercilessly playing with the feast on its mouth. His nails dug into Luna's lower abdomen, almost ripping out a few pieces of flesh, blood running down his nails all over his palms before slowly dripping onto the bed. Luna screams for help, but the cries for help don't attract any attention in this place, and the more she cries for help and the more frightened she becomes, the more excited the beast becomes, until she faints on the bed.

Luna squatted in the tub, looking at her bent knees on her chest, a scar visible from her thighs to her calves. It was ten years ago, not long after she came to the Pearl Courtyard, the old bustard left her behind. After her father's death, she was alone in Vasilian, she met an uncle who promised to help her, but in the end she was sold by the uncle to the pearl courtyard, she didn't know why the uncle deceived her, she wanted to escape, and found the uncle to seek an explanation, but was caught by the bustard. In order to prevent her from trying to run away again, the bustard gave her a cruel punishment. The bustard said that her face was cold enough, and that she would not be able to sell it if she scratched it again, so he used a knife to leave the scar on her leg.

"Man, there's not a good thing!" Luna muttered to herself, slamming the water into the water, causing a splash. She looked again at the shadows cast by the three men in the room on the window, and the shadows of Regulus were clearly outlined. She thought of all that Regulus had done for her these days—going to the Pearl's House without touching a single hair, using all his wealth to redeem her without hesitation, risking his life to become the archbishop's test subject for the sake of his promise, going to the church he hated in order to bring her back to St. Lucas...... Knowing each other for only ten days, why would he do so much for her? She didn't have the same instinctive disgust and disgust for Regulus as she did for other men.

"Do I like him?" Luna asked herself, "No, no, he's just a stinky man, he must have some kind of conspiracy, waiting for me to let my guard down against him......" Luna's hand touched the crescent-shaped scar on the right side of her face, the origin of which she had never mentioned to anyone, and Regulus seemed to be interested in her scar. The two knights had always been wary of her, but Regulus trusted her unconditionally, and sometimes the more he showed affection, the more problematic it was, after all, they were both men he could not trust.

Ten years in the Pearl Academy, Luna's hatred for men reached its peak, and ten years ago, there was a man she could trust unconditionally, and that person was her father. But since her father's death, there has been no man who can make her trust, and it is because she trusts a strange man that she is sold to the Pearl Courtyard to be tortured for ten years. "Die, man!"

In the hotel's room, Danco was discussing his next plans with Regulus and Marshall.

"What about the girl?" asked Marshall, lazily reclining in his chair.

"Luna, she's taking a bath in the back tub, and she's not interested in getting involved in our conversation, so leave her alone. Regulus said.

"Forget if the mysterious girl isn't there, then let's get started!" Marshall said impatiently.

"Wait!" Danco said, pointing his finger to the small table in front of them, and in an instant, a barrier appeared enveloping the three of them, and the outside world was cut off at the moment, "That girl must not be able to hear, now we can get down to business." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Regulus frowned at Danko, "Why are you all so hostile to Luna, even after she helped you infiltrate!"

That's the first thing we're going to talk about. Danko raised a hand and signaled for Regulus to be quiet, he didn't have the same respect for Regulus as he had when he first learned of his identity as the god of war, perhaps Regulus was more of a reckless imp in their eyes than an invincible god of war.

"What is it?"

"How much do you know about this girl named Luna?"

"How much do you know?" Regulus was stunned, although he had known Luna for more than ten days, he knew almost nothing about this so-called "acquaintance" except that her name was Luna Munn.

"You can also see the attitude of the guards towards her before, she can make the guards line up to greet her, and her status and power are not ordinary people. "You mentioned that her surname is 'Muen,' which reminds me of the information I read about St. Lucas from the higher levels of the kingdom not long ago, which mentioned that the Muen family is one of the most prestigious families in St. Lucas, and they are also the oldest family of St. Lucas. Confidential documents mention that their family has 'the power to bring all things to their knees'. Half of what San Lucas is today is due to them. But twelve years ago, the owner of the Muen family suddenly disappeared, and they have been in decline ever since. ”