Only a big brain can become a god

The Remuel family in a different world in Europe

The hustle and bustle outside seems to be isolated from this world. The voices of people and the sound of the world collapsing are completely isolated from this world at this time, and the Remuel family still maintains peace.

Inside an old castle of the Remuel family...

This is a dark and damp room. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a prison cell. It is at the bottom of the castle. It is usually used to detain blood slaves who do not obey and run away. The walls are covered with moss and dark green rotten plants. , The smell of decay almost filled the entire cell.

There seemed to be a person squatting in the corner of the cell. I saw this person hugging his knees with his hands and burying his head deeply in his arms. Judging by his body shape, he should be a man, but he should have been taller than before. But at that time, he was bent, as if he had lost his vitality, and he almost merged with this withered prison cell.

"Click, click, click."

This is the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the stone floor. Hearing this sound, the man did not respond, and still maintained his original movements.

The footsteps suddenly intensified, and the owner of the voice seemed to want to remind the man that she had arrived, but the man still did not respond.

"Zhou Rulin! You're enough!" The woman's distraught voice sounded, and she appeared in front of the man in an instant.

As if sensing something appeared in front of him, the man raised his head for a vain glance, then buried his head down again.

"Who are you showing this to?" The woman seemed to realize that it was bad just now, so she forcibly suppressed the resentment in her tone and said pretendingly indifferently.

The man's arms hugged his knees tightly, as if giving up, he let go, raised his head, and leaned his back against the moss-covered wall, but he still closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see the man in front of him. people.

"How is he?"

Although he didn't say it explicitly, the woman knew who he was referring to.

"Not dead." The woman's sneering voice sounded again, but if you listen carefully, you can find a trace of joy in her tone because of the man's words.

The man's hand hanging by his side tightened, as if he wanted to raise it, but after thinking about it, he still didn't move.

"Do you still want to bite your nails? Is it because I haven't knocked you off enough?" Seeing the man's action, the woman's eyes flashed with nostalgia, but what she said made the man's heart ache suddenly.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, and then he really looked at the woman, "Storia, haven't you tortured me enough?"

Hearing this sentence, the woman's face was distorted immediately, and there was a look of madness in her eyes. She said hatefully: "Not enough! It's not enough! They took you away from me, it is unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable, are you My you are mine!"

The woman's sharp voice pierced into the man's ears. The man closed his eyes in pain and stopped talking.

Afterwards, no matter how much the woman provoked her, Zhou Rulin made up her mind not to speak anymore. In the end, the woman could only say viciously: "Do you think I can't find that Lu Le? I heard that, this time you are here What about Hailes, if you don't want me to do something, you'd better listen to me obediently."

After an unknown amount of time, the woman's face gradually calmed down from the madness just now, and only then did he hear the man's answer: "Aya, what do you think of me?"

There was endless sorrow in the words, and at some point, this despair had enveloped Zhou Rulin, and was gradually strangling his throat, depriving him of the possibility of breathing the beauty of this world.

"What are you? Of course it's my favorite toy." The woman said this as a matter of course, and she didn't feel that her words were too much.

"really."

The man gave a wry smile, and then continued: "If you want to find Lu Le, go find it, and if you want to find Hales, go find it too. It's none of my business now."

The woman looked at the man in shock, and found that his face was full of lifelessness at this moment, as if he had exhausted his last strength.

"Okay, okay!" The woman said several times bitterly, and then she seemed to no longer want to talk to the man, and turned into a bat and flew outside.

The man raised his head, staring at the flying bat with illusory eyes, his lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but after struggling for a long time, he still didn't say anything.

His existence is still wrong after all.

The servants watched their mistress come up from downstairs angrily, they were all silent, and their movements were much faster, for fear of touching the bad luck of this female devil.

However, the woman didn't notice them at all, and went directly to the reception room, looking at the delicate woman who had been waiting inside for a long time, the anger on her face subsided a little.

"What are you doing with me again?"

The voice was unpleasant, but after all, he didn't chase people away.

The woman in a black dress chuckled, leisurely paced up and down the room, and then seemed to be playing, admiring everything in the room.

"I'm asking you something." Seeing that the woman ignored her, Storia's suppressed anger was aroused again, and she raised her voice again.

"What's the rush?" The woman just glanced at her, not caring about her accumulated anger at all.

"Motifora, I don't want to waste time with you."

Motifula sighed, and sat directly on Storia's usual seat, as if she didn't know how to be a guest at all, "You are really in a hurry."

There was a ruthless look in her eyes, Storia sometimes wished to strangle the woman in front of her, but she couldn't, she didn't know what cards this centenarian woman had, so she didn't dare to act rashly, However, all of this made her now almost being led by the nose.

"Have you recovered from your injury?" Motifora spoke again, her flirtatious face and red hair made her look extremely lazy with the carelessness in her tone.

Storia closed her eyes slightly to hide the killing intent in her eyes, and said calmly, "This is none of your business."

"Then it's all right." Mortifora got up, came to Storia's side, and looked at the woman in front of him seriously, "You really love that human being. You were hurt like that at the beginning, and you woke up so hard that you didn't know what to do." Still going to find him, it's really infatuated."

The disdain and sarcasm in the tone almost surpassed the sky, but all this did not arouse Storia's anger, she just remained silent.

Motifula shook his head secretly in his heart. There are two dukes in the Remuel family, and the other duke loves this duke very much, but in the end, it turned out that the duchess fell in love with humans. I don’t know it’s sad. Still lamentable.

"I'll keep him with me forever."

When she spoke again, her eyes were full of madness, which almost made people shudder. The seriousness of her words made people dare not question the credibility of them.

"I believe, but" the woman casually touched her red hair, then changed the topic, "When you see him, won't the wound on your chest hurt?"

The woman's words made Storia's face stagnate, and then she involuntarily touched the center of her chest, and murmured, "Does it hurt?"

It must be painful.