Personality V: I will save everything

"Click——" With a clear and loud sound, the heavy chains that bound Jeffrey's body finally broke.

"Are you okay? How do you feel? Are you hurt? Did I hurt you by accident?" Lisa asked anxiously. She had just picked up the broken shackles on the ground. When she turned her eyes to Jeffrey, she noticed a strange look on his face. Lisa's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but worry whether Jeffrey was hurt because of her improper operation.

“No, I’m fine…thank you very much.” Jeffrey responded softly, but his voice seemed to tremble a little.

"And what about this thing on your head?" Seeing this, Naib stretched out his hand and tried to pull out the horns on Jeffrey's head. However, when he pulled hard, he was surprised to find that Jeffrey's head actually moved with the force he exerted.

"Oh, my God!" Lydia, who was standing next to him, also realized that something was wrong and hurried forward to push aside Jeffrey's hair to take a closer look.

At this moment, they opened their eyes wide, their faces filled with astonishment, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world! It turned out that the goat horn that everyone had always mistakenly believed to be just worn on the head had now almost perfectly integrated with Jeffrey's skin!

"Oh my God!" Lydia was terrified and covered her mouth with her hands involuntarily. Her body was trembling slightly because of extreme fear. She couldn't stand the tragic scene in front of her, so she turned her head away quickly, not daring to look directly at Jeffrey's horrifying appearance. How could this extremely evil guy do such a cruel thing?

In fact, the answer is not difficult to imagine: he first placed the bottom of the sheep's horn in a raging fire, and when it became hot, he pressed it tightly against Jeffrey's head without hesitation.

In an instant, the burning horns adhered tightly to the fragile scalp, and the charred flesh and flowing blood blended together, forming an extremely strong and terrifying adhesion. This method is simply insane and outrageous!

Many people present frowned and turned their heads away in disgust, as if what was happening before their eyes was so unbearable and disgusting! The cruel and inhumane behavior was so terrible that people dared not look at it, for fear that they would feel fear and disgust if they looked at it for a moment longer.

However, Jeffrey's misconception of the crowd's behavior was caused by their actions. He thought to himself: Maybe it was because the people around him were tired of him or even hated him? Thinking about it carefully, it made sense. After all, with his ugly appearance, how could he expect to be loved by others?

Thinking of this, Jeffrey involuntarily stretched out his hands and tightly covered the place where the horns on his head connected to his body. A strong urge emerged in his heart - to escape from this place that made him feel humiliated and painful as soon as possible. Just as he was about to take action, Lisa took the lead and walked towards him.

"It's really too much... Why... Why would they treat you like this......" Lisa's voice trembled and she was obviously crying, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes like a flood.

Although she tried her best to restrain her tears, she still couldn't suppress the surging emotions in her heart. Every tear seemed to carry endless sorrow and resentment, expressing her indignation and sympathy for the unfair treatment Jeffrey suffered.

After Lisa finished speaking, she couldn't even hide her emotions anymore and couldn't help crying.

Leo hurried over to comfort his little princess and took her away from here. This scene was too cruel. A girl like Lisa was not suitable to stay here.

Jeffrey just stood there stupidly until Lisa left. It turned out... wasn't he hated?

"I...I will...help you find a solution...okay? I...will...find a way..." Lydia said as she used her fingers to wipe the tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.

The junction between Jeffrey's scalp and his horns had begun to become inflamed, red and swollen, and some places had even begun to ulcerate. Every time Jeffrey moved, he had to endure tremendous pain.

The weight of the horns themselves restricted Jeffrey's movement, and the festering wounds only increased his pain.

It is conceivable how much pain Naib had caused him when he had his horns pulled without his knowledge, but he remained silent.

Maybe.....He just doesn't want to be hated...

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All in all, it was agreed that Jeffrey could stay at the manor until Lydia found a way to remove the horns from his head.

But if you really want to finalize this decision, you must...

"I agree." It's a trivial matter. It's just a matter of one sentence. Why do you have to ask me to explain it specifically?

"But mom, this manor is yours. You are the owner of the manor, and I have to listen to you." Carl really thinks so. He even listens to the owner of the manor in big and small matters now. This even makes the owner of the manor a little distressed. Doesn't this child have his own opinions?

While stroking Carl's head, I thought to myself...Jeffrey...well...let him stay if he wants. The next thing I need is the help of an "animal friend".

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“Are you going to Scarborough Fair,

Are you heading to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley sage rosemary and thyme,

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Remember me to one who lives there,

Please give my regards to someone there,

He once was a true love of mine,

He was my true love.

Tell him to make me a cambric shirt,

Ask him to make me a linen shirt,

Parsley sage rosemary and thyme,

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Without no seams nor needle work,

No seams or needlework are needed.

Then he'll be a true love of mine,

Then he can be my true love.”

"Scarborough Fair" is an English folk song that can be called a masterpiece! Its melody is beautiful and graceful, like the sound of nature, touching and intoxicating. At this moment, this wonderful piece of music is being performed by the woman named Sangria.

On the stage, the bright spotlight was like a dazzling beam of light, projecting directly onto Sangria's delicate and slender body. She was wearing a dress as white as snow, as pure and flawless as a fairy from the fairyland. Under the reflection of this beam of light, her whole body exuded an otherworldly temperament, like the brightest star shining in the night sky.

At this moment, Sangria was like a goddess singing in the spotlight, using her ethereal and clear voice to interpret every note in the song to the fullest. Her voice was sometimes high and passionate, like surging waves; sometimes low and gentle, like a gurgling stream. The audience was all overwhelmed and immersed in the dreamlike musical world she created.

When the song ended, everyone stood up and applauded her.

At this moment, the camera turned to the audience, and everyone realized that they were not in a musical, but still in the manor. And Sangria was singing for her "family" in the audience.

"That was a great song, Sangria."

Everyone's sincere praise is the best reward for Sangria.

"Good, that's great." Jeffrey didn't know how to praise Sangria. She was really great, but Jeffrey didn't know how to praise others. He only knew that when he appreciated animals, he could touch their heads or give them a piece of meat as a reward.

That’s right, this concert can be said to be held by everyone for Jeffrey.

Everyone felt very sympathetic about what happened to Jeffrey, and everyone wanted to provide warmth to Jeffrey to the best of their ability in areas that they were good at.

"Thank you." This sentence seemed to have become Jeffrey's mantra in recent days, and he said it frequently.

Lisa carefully selected the most gorgeous and charming flowers in the garden, and then carefully tied them into a beautiful bouquet and gave it to Jeffrey. When she stared at Jeffrey, tears in her eyes could not help but roll around in her eyes, making her already slightly red eyes look even more pitiful.

Jeffrey held the bouquet of flowers tightly in his hands, and an indescribable feeling of emotion welled up in his heart. Before this, his perception of flowers was only that they were pale, petite, and fragranceless, as small as a fingernail. However, at this moment, the bouquet of flowers given by Lisa completely overturned his concept.

Although these flowers are indeed beautiful, Jeffrey always feels that they are out of place with him deep down. Maybe it's because he has long been accustomed to being seen as an alien, or maybe he can't accept his true self............

So he slowly walked to the mirror and tried to look at his current appearance through the mirror. However, when his eyes touched the figure in the mirror, he couldn't help but tremble all over - who was it that was shown in it? Was it a hideous monster that made people feel scared?

Ever since everyone realized that Jeffrey was afraid of mirrors, they tried their best to hide all objects that could reflect light as much as possible; even for those objects that could not be put away, they would do their best to prevent Jeffrey from coming into contact with them.

Maybe even Jeffrey himself is afraid of himself in the mirror...

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the other side,

Lydia, Lucchino and Alva are using all their life's knowledge to figure out how to peel the huge horns off Jeffrey's scalp.

It’s not that everyone didn’t think about asking the manor owner for help, but the manor owner said this: “I won’t help you. This is a good research topic for you, isn’t it? It will be useful in the future.”

So now everyone must rely on their own abilities to find a way to solve this problem.

First of all, the horns were too big, and Lydia couldn't possibly let Jeffrey lie on the operating table because the operating table was not big enough for him.

Moreover, because the horn is too large and too heavy, it is difficult for Lydia to avoid accidents during the operation. For example, when the horn is halfway through being peeled off, it suddenly breaks and tears off Jeffrey's scalp along with it.

Therefore, it is best to cut the sheep horn and leave only the little bit of roots that stick to the scalp.

But the problem arises again......

There is no suitable tool to cut it!!!

As I said at the beginning, every movement of the sheep's horn was a great torture for Jeffrey.

They had to try to find a tool that could cut quickly and produce little vibration to cut the pair of sheep horns.

First of all, the saw is not good. Not only is it slow, but it also produces a lot of vibration.

The same goes for chainsaws. Although the speed is faster, the vibration is greater.

It is impossible to use pliers because the sheep horns are too thick and the pliers cannot cut them at all.

Using an axe is even more impossible. Was he trying to kill Jeffrey with such a huge vibration?

That's why Lidia and Lucchino called Alva over, they needed a suitable tool to cut the pair of horns.

"Indeed, this is a bit troublesome..." Alva stroked his chin and said, "The cutting speed should be fast, the vibration force should be small, and it should be easy to carry."

Alva thought about it, then continued, "An interesting idea, I will find a way to make it happen."

"That would be great, please, Alva."