Evil always comes from courage

Greedy hands stretched out from my throat, blood flowed from the corners of my mouth, fell into my father's eyes, fell down on my mother's cheeks, blended with my brothers and sisters, and turned into a pool of golden blood, growing there Showing a row of baby teeth, whispering

——《"Spinning Voice"

Rosalind Pepperdine, my innocent sister, she is so pious, but the God I hate has not shown mercy to us. All I see are demons waving their wings in a mighty way, wantonly of laughter and enjoyment.

Redner Manor is just a new hell. I looked at my sister's pure and clear eyes, and her lips that were always filled with a joyful smile. After all, I couldn't bear to say these words.

I hate it, but I can't say it out loud. Under the brilliance of sister Rosalind Pepperdine, I seem to be hiding in her shadow, quietly burying those shameful thoughts in the haze at her feet.

I can never escape the shadow of that day. No matter how much I run, I still can’t forget those wailing and hateful voices and the blood splashing into my eyes. I can’t bear to ask my poor sister, dear sister, how did you forget that day? Everything, get out of that darkness and move towards the path you believe in?

Whenever I stand with you, I seem to really see how firm the faith in your eyes is, just like your God, who was also my God, my father’s God, my mother’s God, my brother’s God, Just standing next to you.

My dear sister, I have died a long time ago. My heart and the God I believed in died that day. Now, you are the God in my heart.

It was a grand dinner. It was unbelievable that Lord Langbudenjot Mitchum could treat his servants so kindly and even held a dinner so far in advance of the Great Harvest Festival.

I often look at Lord Langbudenchot Mitchum and his wife Feili Isama from a distance. Their greedy faces are ferocious and hateful, but my sister, my simple and kind sister, I am afraid that No matter what it is, it is beautiful in her eyes.

My dear sister, sometimes I look at your optimistic and gentle smile from the inside out, and sometimes I can’t help but think, if only my father hadn’t cared for you so much.

Even after serving here for a long time, I still can't believe that Lord Langbudenchot Mitchum is a good man, with his hypocritical face, and Mrs. Philip Isama's artificial laugh.

Who would look at the jewelry that is only a small part of their wealth and smile foolishly. With such a huge family fortune, they have never seen them put away their ferocious smile for a moment.

Maybe I knew something was wrong a long time ago. When Lord Langbudenchot Mitchum looked at us servants, he showed such greedy and appreciative eyes, and the smile on his face was actually a bit flattering.

I have seen that look on the face of uncles who looked very respectable in various clothes when they talked about business with their father. Is there anything higher for us, humble and helpless people, to negotiate or please?

My stupid and self-deceiving sister Rosalyn Pepperdine, my only blood relative, my God!

Who would have thought that the suffering we have encountered is far from over, and I must pay the price for my blind faith.

When I woke up quickly, in this dark cave, I was looking for your figure blankly. At this moment, I suddenly realized that no one has ever left the Redner Manor, they are all here.

Reddner Hall was just a new hell, and it turned out that I wasn't wrong about that.