Evil always comes from courage

They argued for a long time, and the mercenary was obviously very dissatisfied with the additional payment. He angrily drove everyone out of the carriage, took a bag of money and cursed at the almshouse;

"Wish you bad luck, you dishonest pilgrims."

Having said this, he spat in the direction of the door of the almshouse, drove the carriage and left without looking back.

Soon, a nun took us to visit all the places, and she started asking for names one by one. Depending on his age, I noticed that the pock-marked boy seemed to be favored by the nun very quickly.

When he was at Redner Manor, he was very popular with the hostess, like a sun, wherever he went, There was cheer everywhere.

Soon, the nun finished asking the names of the children, and finally walked towards me. She looked at me with a smile, but I could clearly see what was going on under her expression, which was obviously plotting. ugly face

"Your name is?"

I stared at her for a moment, and saw that she straightened her back uncomfortably, and her exaggerated smile became a little unbearable, and then I said lightly;

"Maevus Trone."

She immediately beamed with joy and said again;

"This name is a bit rare, but I need to tell you that now you have to serve the church until someone comes to adopt you."

I didn't answer, but I knew in my heart that we would all be"sold". The so-called adoption was just a legal sale.

That night, I couldn't sleep, and there was always a voice in my heart, Whispering in pieces, he was like a seed in the night, shouting and crying, leaving only my sister's face and figure in front of me, lingering in my mind.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of the door. I vaguely heard someone shouting outside,"Fire! Fire!" My room was kicked open violently, which made me a little nervous.

Because the nuns called me away alone, let me take a bath, and prepared a single room. This is my new room, but I know clearly that the door is locked from the outside. It is obvious that someone wants to adopt a blond child. They are afraid that I will run away at night, so they do this. That person is A young man with curly hair and a pockmarked face was covered in blood. He was holding a bleeding kitchen knife in his hand. He seemed to have fought with someone. However, his face showed an anxious look, as if there were thousands of words in it. I was about to burst out of my mouth, but he suppressed me again. I glanced at him and found that one of his legs seemed to be injured. This surprised me and stood up suddenly, and then strode over to help him.

He Grabbing my shoulders, I bumped into his eyes that were as gentle and bright as my sister's. It reminded me of a long, long time ago, when my dear sister always had that look on her face after I was naughty, as if to say, you This heartless brat turned out to be worried about me.

I held him up and looked around blankly, not knowing where to go. Now people outside were shouting, Killer, Killer! Escape from Redner Manor The devil is out to kill people!

I trembled suddenly, and then looked at the person in front of me in disbelief. He raised the hand that was on my arm, pressed it on my head, rubbed it twice randomly, and looked at me firmly. said to me;

"Henry Jane, you have to remember my name. You are not Maevus Trone, I am. Rosalind Pepperdine is my sister. Do you remember it?"

I just felt dizzy. I grabbed him and carried him towards the direction I thought was the exit. Even though I had vaguely guessed something in my heart, I couldn't stop crying for some reason. Yes, I asked him;

"Why?"

He didn't cooperate with me. Instead, he took out a handful of something like mud from his arms and smeared my hair until the mud was completely covered in my hair. Then he pushed me and said;

"Go ahead and leave me alone. I'm going to save my sister. I'm going to find Rosalind Pepperdine."

I shook my head. When he said those words about"rescuing my sister," my nose felt sore, and my heart felt so painful that I couldn't breathe. I tried to step forward to help him, but he suddenly Angry, he stared at me with a vicious expression, as if at this moment, he really became me, the white-eyed wolf, the ungrateful, disgusting Maevos Trone.

I I shook my head in protest, but I underestimated his determination. Who could have expected that he would hit me hard on the head with the door latch behind me. The world was spinning for a while, and I didn’t even feel how I fell. Before

I fainted, I only knew that he was dragging me with slow steps, not knowing where he was going.