Lowe stared at the title for a moment's silence.

Light in despair? How could such a thing exist?

But the devil sent him, and he raised his hand and took the newspaper in front of him.

"In the past, Alabastan was a peaceful country, where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, performed their duties, and lived a happy and fulfilling life."

The first sentence at the beginning of the report made Luo Wei pout.

That's what the kingdom of Goya claims to be, but in reality? Beneath the glamorous exterior, is disgusting meanness.

He patiently continued to watch.

"Such peace until a few years ago, when a man named Klockdahl came to Alabastan"

No one knew about Klokdal's conspiracy, and it was thought that the king's use of dancing powder caused the drought in Alabastan, so the angry people began to organize a rebel army."

"Crocokdal took control of the king's mind and lit the fuse of the civil war, and millions of rebels set out for Albana, the royal capital."

Princess Vivi managed to end the war and expose Klockdahl's conspiracy, but the situation was irreparable.

Whether it is the incomparably strong strength of Klockdahl or the bomb planted somewhere, it can kill everyone at any time and completely destroy the country, and there is no doubt that people can do nothing but pray for a miracle."

Seeing this, Luo Wei pursed his lips.

Of course, he could feel that despair, because his despair was deeper than these people.

"A miracle happened."

"A man named Townsend appeared on the high platform, and rain fell from the sky"

"Klockdahl's conspiracy has been completely destroyed."

"On this day, the people of Alabastan saw in despair the light of what is called miracle."

After reading the last word, Luo Wei let out a sigh of relief.

"A miracle?"

He looked around the room filled with nightmares, feeling the burning pain of the wounds on his body.

"It's a pity that this is not Alabastan, this is the Kingdom of Goa."

Despair once again enveloped his mind, obviously he had accepted the reality, and even longed for death after everything was over, but when he saw that people who were as desperate as himself could start a new life again, the instinctive desire to survive made Luo Wei tremble uncontrollably.

The longing, which he had forgotten, quietly re-emerged.

So he set his eyes on the picture again, gazing at the hero's face.

Even he didn't know that his heart was going crazy at the moment, praying desperately for a miracle to happen, even if he gave everything.

However, his body put down the newspaper in despair and looked away.

"How can there be such a thing as a miracle?"

He stood up and dragged his painful body to continue cleaning up the mess in the room.

"This kingdom. This world is hopeless. ”

Unbeknownst to him, in the realm he could not see, a black mark with an outer circle and an inner square had appeared on his arm.

Probably because of the time lost reading the newspaper, when the little nobleman returned, Lowe was still on his knees trying to clean the last traces of blood and liquid from the woolen carpet.

There was no doubt in the ending, the strict aristocrat didn't care what reason Luo Wei had, he only cared that when he returned to his room and wanted to pour a good cup of black tea and make a phone call with his mistress, this disgusting bed bug was still here.

So, he raised his leather whip in a rage.

The woolen carpet that was finally cleaned up with blood stained red, this was the worst time Luo Wei was beaten, probably because the nobles were tired of playing and did not think about sustainable development, and even Luo Wei's delicate face, which had never been injured, was also severely whipped.

It wasn't until the frail nobleman was exhausted that he panted and threw the whip mixed with minced meat and turned red into Lowe's face, and then beckoned the other slaves to carry Lowe back to his quarters.

The dwelling was a basement, and the only door to the outside world was guarded by aristocratic guards.

The slaves were all numb, and no one cared about Lowe, who was thrown straight into the corner.

Dinner was naturally impossible, and Luo Wei was bruised and thirsty, so he could only curl up and grit his teeth to bear the pain.

"This time, I shouldn't be able to get through it."

Lowe could already feel that death was approaching, and he was surprised to find that he had been looking forward to dying so much, but when death was really coming, he began to think about it.

The newspaper he had just read came to his mind, the beautiful story of a country that had never been heard of in the distance.

In a drowsy state, he seemed to see the man in the newspaper come up to him and stretched out his hand towards him, and he was just about to raise his hand, when suddenly the man turned into the ugly appearance of the nobleman, and then, an extremely sharp and piercing voice sounded, and the nobleman turned into a monster with teeth and claws, and pounced on him.

Luo Wei woke up in a cold sweat, and before he could recover from the horror in the dream, he suddenly found that the harsh voice in the dream still existed.

He shuddered as he saw the other slaves in the basement huddle in horror.

No one knows what happened, but, no matter what happened, there was nothing anyone could do.

Lowe closed his eyes again, hoping to have one last sweet dream before he died.

But in the midst of the piercing sound, he could no longer sleep, and he could feel the sound getting closer, mixed with terrible screams.

Then, he felt the entire basement shake, and in the midst of the apocalyptic movement, Luo Wei suddenly felt a chill on his body.

He reflexively opened his eyes and saw a shocking galaxy that spanned the entire sky.

"I'm in the basement. Right? Lowe's mind almost came to a standstill at this moment.

On the one hand, the scene in front of me is incredible, the top of the basement should be the ceiling, and above the ceiling should be the luxury mansion that the little nobles are proud of and inherited from their ancestors.

But these are gone, as if some great force has directly tore apart the mansion with its filth and the evils inside.

Lowe, on the other hand, hadn't seen a starry sky in years.

The last time he saw the starry sky, he was still at the uncertain terminal, he was very impressed, the stars that day were extraordinarily bright, the Milky Way was like a jade belt across the sky, and the starlight even allowed him to work at night, and it was because of this that he found the fire in time and escaped.

"It must be a dream."

Lowe couldn't take his eyes off the starry sky, and he could hear the frightened cries of the slaves next to him, but he didn't want to pay attention.

"It's beautiful."

He couldn't help but murmur:

"It's like a miracle."

"You'll have a lot of time to see the stars in the future." A voice sounded overhead: "Now, let's crawl out of this stinking place." ”

The figure appeared in Lowe's vision.

Lowe's eyes widened slowly.

Under the clear starlight, the man's face slowly overlapped with the face in the newspaper.

"My name is Towngo."

The man smiled:

"From now on, you're free."

(End of chapter)