Personality V: I will save everything

"No! Is there anyone like you? I just fell down from the building this morning, and now you want me to help you carry your luggage?!"

Kreacher yelled angrily at the person walking in front.

"So what? Who made you lose the bet two days ago?"

Norton said nonchalantly that Kreacher lost the bet two days ago, and as punishment he had to help Norton carry the luggage. Wasn't that what they agreed on?

As for why Norton suddenly wanted to change rooms after they had lived in this manor for a few days, it was simply because he was not used to sleeping upstairs.

Although Kreacher understood the reason, he really wanted to ask Norton if the two big suitcases he brought were filled with rocks? Why were they so heavy?

Kreacher didn't carry the two suitcases at all, he dragged them on the ground. The two suitcases were too heavy and were firmly attracted by gravity. Kreacher couldn't lift them up at all and could only drag them on the ground.

"What are you arguing about in broad daylight?" The explorer and the gardener were attracted by Norton and Kreacher who were quarreling in the corridor. They originally didn't have any games and wanted to catch up on their sleep. With such noise, they couldn't sleep at all.

"Norton!! I really admire you. Could it be that what's in your suitcase is really..." Before Kreacher could finish his words, the buckle on Norton's suitcase couldn't bear it anymore and it broke directly. Norton's suitcase opened directly and all the things inside fell to the ground.

"Hey!!!! You really brought a stone??!!"

Kreacher's eyes almost popped out of his head, he stared at the things that rolled out of the suitcase, Norton was a psychopath, he actually brought a stone?! (°д°)

"What kind of stone is this? Look carefully." Norton picked up the object that had rolled out from the ground, and turned it over to reveal the crystal inside. "This is crystal, not stone."

But now Kreacher's destination is not him at all, whether it is crystal or stone, what he wants to know is, "How many did you bring?"

"Uh..." Okay, Norton didn't need to answer, because Kreacher simply put his two suitcases on the ground and opened them.

"Are you crazy?!" If the suitcase that was accidentally opened just now contained only clothes mixed with stones, then the other suitcase was filled with... nothing but "stones".

Kreacher felt that he had lived for so long and had opened his eyes. What lunatic would fill a suitcase with diamonds and gold and carry it around everywhere?

"Norton, we can't go out, and there's no place to spend money here. You have nothing to do..." Kreacher squatted down, grabbed a handful of diamonds from the ground, and then let go, letting the diamonds slip through his fingers. "What are you bringing these things for?"

Norton said nothing, just picked up a diamond from the ground and opened his mouth.

"Alright, stop demonstrating. I get it... I still think you're insane. I won't take back what I said."

Kreacher couldn't wait to interrupt Norton. He really didn't want to see Norton swallowing the gem alive again.

Kreacher paused. Although he knew Norton could eat gems, he still thought Norton was a psychopath. Diamonds were not his staple food. Why would he bring a full box? It was not like he couldn't eat other foods.

Kreacher was still cursing, but he did not stop packing Norton's luggage.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you stupid?" Kreacher was halfway through packing when he suddenly spotted the explorer standing there in a daze. He couldn't help but make a joke.

But before Kreacher could say anything else, Norton was unhappy. "My gems were all arranged in order: diamonds, rubies, sapphires, topazes, emeralds. You messed them up."

"I'm doing you a favor by helping you clean up, okay? You should clean up by yourself. I'm not your babysitter."

Although there was a hint of hostility in Kreacher's tone, what he said was indeed correct. Besides, he still felt that he had been fooled by Norton. No wonder he asked others to help him carry his luggage. Did he know it was heavy, so he let others bear it for him?

"By the way, are you okay? Why do I feel like something is wrong with you?" Kreacher said as he picked up a few small diamonds from the ground and handed them to the explorer.

He felt that the explorers were staring at the gems on the ground, but they didn't dare to touch them with their hands.

"Can you afford diamonds?" the prospector asked his other self in a low voice.

"Well... to be exact, I didn't buy it. I mined it from my own mine." Norton thought about it carefully and then said.

"Ah?" But Norton's words confused Kreacher, "Isn't that a gold mine? When did it become a diamond mine?"

"I just dug up another diamond. What do you care about me?"

Actually, what Norton said was half true and half false. Diamonds were indeed dug out from under his gold mine, but it was impossible for them to be delivered to him so quickly. The diamonds in his suitcase were still the diamonds given to him by the owner of the manor. It was just too troublesome to explain. He couldn't explain it clearly in a few words. He was too lazy to explain, so he had to tell half a lie.

"By the way, how much assets do you have now? This is what I have always wanted to ask." Norton has a unique route and an unparalleled gold mine. Now diamonds have been dug out under his gold mine. Kreacher is really curious, how much gold coins Norton has now?

"I don't know. I counted once, but I lost count halfway through, and I was too lazy to count again."

"Wow, one act of kindness brings a lifetime of wealth." Kreacher commented.

"Whatever you say, help me carry my luggage back. I don't want to sleep in the corridor tonight."

Just as Norton turned around and was about to leave, he was stopped by the explorer.

"Is the old man's map real? Or is it real on your side?"

The prospector really wanted to ask, does his father’s gold mine really exist at least in that world?

"No, it's still just pyrite. I found it in North America. I have a piece of land there, and I dug out gold and diamonds from that land."

Norton thought about it carefully and added.

"The money to buy the land was given to me by the owner of the manor, our manor owner."

"What did you say?! Cough cough cough cough cough!!!"

The explorer excitedly held Norton's shoulders, but because he was too excited, his pneumoconiosis was stimulated and he kept coughing.

"I said, what happened here? Why is it so noisy?"

The cowboy and the "philanthropist" were also attracted out, mainly because the noise in the corridor was too loud.

"Nothing, they were just talking about Norton buying a piece of land in North America." Kreacher summarized everything that had just happened.

"North America?!" Kevin immediately noticed the point in Kreacher's words. He bought a piece of land in North America. What kind of land did he buy?!

“Sigh…” Norton covered his head with his hands and sighed heavily. He was originally too lazy to waste more words, but seeing the current situation, he had to explain.

"Let me make it short. The story started like this. I and a few other guys from the manor took Jose Baden's ship to North America and met a man called..."

At this point, Norton suddenly paused, glanced in the direction of the cowboy, and then continued.

"I met an Indian girl named Angelina. She was sold as a slave. Later, I bought her and we accompanied her to find her tribe. In order to prevent other Indians from being slaughtered, I bought a piece of land and established a reserve. This is how it all started, what happened, and what happened next."

After saying that, Norton turned around and wanted to run, but the cowboy who knew all this would not let him get away.

"Come back!!!"

Norton kept running forward and was caught by the cowboy.

"Explain yourself to me! What did you mean by what you just said?! Is Angelina still alive?!"

“………………”The cowboy’s question really made Norton not know how to answer.

Because don't forget that when Norton met Angelina, she and several other slaves were being slaughtered because of their poor working ability.

If Norton had not had the good will to buy her, or if Jose Badem's ship had not been docked there at that time of day, Angelina would have really died.

In this world, all this is even more impossible.

Jose Badem failed to make that voyage, Norton did not become friends with Jose Badem, and he did not have the money to buy those people and land.

"I'm very sorry."

After listening to Norton's explanation, the cowboy fell to his knees as if he had lost all his strength.

I don't know what he was thinking. Was he thinking that Angelina was still alive and had lived for more than ten years, but he had never thought about finding her? Or was he thinking that he had really lost Angelina completely this time?

Norton slowly pulled down the cowboy's hand that was tightly grasping his arm, and then left.

...............

"Hope is followed by greater despair. How pitiful."

Kreacher said as he placed Norton's luggage in his room.

"That's why I try not to communicate with the people here."

Norton knew very well that the more they showed off their happiness and beauty in their own world, the more of a torture it would be for them in this world.

The reason is simple. What is more fatal than being trapped in pain and misfortune for a lifetime is that... they could have been happy.

………………

the other side,

The clown stood at the window on the second floor, staring at the scene below in a daze.

Joke and Natara were laughing and spending time with their children, Stellan and Inara, playing in the garden.

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why? !

Why can the other self be so happy? ! Why can he marry Natasha? ! Why can he be a father? ! Have his own child? !

The clown felt really pathetic. Even though he had turned into a monster now, he hadn't changed. When he was in the Noisy Circus, he had been hiding in the dark watching that bastard Sergei and Natasha together. And now he was still the same. He stood far away, watching himself and Natasha living happily in another world.

From the beginning to the end...it has not changed...

No, at least one thing has changed...

The clown looked at Natasha's happy smile. At least... Natasha... was happy...

………………

"What's wrong with you, dear?" Natasha suddenly noticed the dancer standing aside, watching them.

Natasha did not hear what the dancer was saying until she came closer.

"Why do you look so happy?"

"What did you say, dear?"

"Why do you look so happy?!" the dancer suddenly screamed loudly, "We are obviously the same person, but why are you living a better life than me?! You are happier than me?! Happier than me?!"

Faced with the dancer's groundless accusation, Natasha was not angry, she just said lightly.

"Maybe it's because I'm outside and you're inside."

Natasha was now standing in the garden, with the sun shining on her, while the dancer was still standing in the shadow of the manor building, in the gloomy, damp darkness.

The dancer looked at Natasha in shock. Just when she was about to ask her what she was saying, her children and husband were already calling her from behind.

Natasha rushed towards them happily.

The dancer just looked in Natasha's direction, and he seemed to suddenly understand something.

Everything that had happened to her in the past, the fear of being almost sacrificed, the pain of domestic violence, all replayed themselves in her mind again, and she seemed to have lost the courage to move forward.

but………

She looked at Natasha who was still immersed in happiness...

“Wuwuwuwuwu…” The dancer squatted in place, holding her forehead and tears kept falling.

She kept crying until she had no more strength left and no more tears to shed.

The dancer stood up and wiped away her tears.

While wiping away her tears, she seemed to have wiped away all the emotions on her face. She spoke calmly, as if she was just describing a trivial matter.

"I want to get out of here."

She is still the brave girl who escaped from Lakeview Village. She is braver than anyone else.