Personality V: I will save everything

"You've watched this so many times, don't you feel tired?"

Andrew asked with a yawn. Stellan and Inara borrowed his ring and kept playing the video of Joke and Natasha's wedding.

"Well, please, Brother Andrew, let's just watch it one last time and then go to bed, okay?"

Andrew has always wanted to complain about this. If he remembers correctly, he and Joke seem to be brothers. So why should Joke's child call him brother? Shouldn't he call him...uncle? (;一_一)?

"Why do you care so much? If we really talk about seniority, then you still have to call me... Oops!"

Before Jack could finish his words, Andrew's shovel came straight at his head. If Jack hadn't dodged quickly, his head would have exploded on the spot.

"Get lost, if you keep on being so annoying, I'll beat your head into a watermelon juice sooner or later."

"How ruthless..." Jack muttered quietly as he took the ring from Stellan and Inara. "Well, kids, you've already watched it again. It's late. Go to bed."

"Okay~" x2

The two children yawned, grabbed Andrew's hands, and obediently followed him back to the room to sleep.

Jack was also preparing to return to his room. The supervisor and the survivors' rooms were not in the same room, so he walked in the opposite direction.

After returning to the room, Jack quietly took out the ring he had just taken from Andrew.

He took out a photo from his pocket.

After tapping the photo with the ring, the ring reflected the photo, the scene when it was taken - the scene when he was getting married to the owner of the manor.

"How beautiful." Jack stretched out his hand toward the figure of the manor owner in the image.

He still remembered that when he first met the owner of the manor, he was wearing a white dress. Perhaps from that day on, he began to imagine what the owner of the manor would look like if she wore a white wedding dress.

Jack suddenly felt that he had agreed to the manor owner's request so easily. Was he a little too weak? Before he could deal with the matter properly, he could only cultivate a relationship with his dominant hand.

There was also a painting he had not yet finished. Although it was just a little trick he played to stay with the owner of the manor a little longer, he really wanted to finish that painting.

That's why he brought this painting with him.

The painting has taken shape, composed of bright snow-white and vivid red.

Jack had thought countless times about what it would look like if the owner of the manor fell in a pool of blood. Would his beautiful white hair be dyed red, or would it remain bright white without being stained by the mud?

What would it look like if such a beauty were cut open by herself?

What kind of expression would the owner of the manor have?

Will it be fear, shock or anger?

In fact, Jack already had the answer in his heart, and he would probably just have an indifferent expression on his face.

The owner of the manor will not die easily, so in his eyes it may just be an ordinary little fight.

He might be disemboweled, his internal organs spilling all over the floor, blood oozing out of his mouth, but he still stared at Jack with his most ordinary, normal eyes.

As Jack thought about it, he reached out and gently stroked the manor owner's cheek. His eyes were full of complex emotions, including fascination with the manor owner and a hint of imperceptible cruelty.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise outside the door, and Jack immediately became alert. He walked to the door, quietly opened a crack and looked out, but found that there was no one outside.

He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, and turned back to the canvas. Looking at the painting in front of him, Jack made up his mind to make this painting his most perfect work. He wanted to use his brush to depict the cold and strong heart of the manor owner, his beauty, his cruelty, and his unspeakable desire for him.

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Hongdie had just knocked on Jack's door when Andrew covered her mouth and carried her away.

The reason why Hongdie wanted to find Jack was very simple. She wanted to thank Jack for his help, and... she wanted to show some concern. The knife at that time scratched Jack's palm, and she didn't know how Jack's hand was now?

As for why Andrew covered Red Butterfly's mouth and carried her away? It was because after Andrew sent Stellan and Inara back to their rooms, he discovered that his ring was missing.

With a little reasoning, one can guess that it must have been taken away by Jack. However, after arriving near Jack's room, Andrew realized that if Jack took his ring, he might do something, and he could only do one thing.

Andrew: ╭n╮（￣▽￣）╭n╮

Therefore, when he saw Red Butterfly who happened to come near Jack's room, he immediately pulled the person away. After all, firstly, Jack was doing something shameful inside the door, and secondly, he didn't want the manor owner's appearance to be seen by others, which was still a secret.

But by the way, Andrew was actually overthinking it. Although Jack was full of desire for the owner of the manor, he was not unsatisfied to that extent. If he opened the door of the room now, he would only see Jack painting his picture according to the image.

"What happened?" Hongdie was surprised at Andrew's sudden action, but he soon reacted. Although the people in the manor in the other world were a little strange, they were all very kind people. He must have had a reason for pulling her away.

"Um... I don't know if your Ripper is like this, but Jack has a characteristic... that is... it's best not to disturb him when he's alone in his room in the afternoon, otherwise he'll be very angry."

How could Andrew tell the truth? He had to make up an excuse on the spot.

"Because...he wants to paint. In his own words, he is immersed in the world of art and no one is allowed to disturb him."

"Oh, so that's how it is..." Whether you believe it or not, Hongdie believed it anyway, "I'm so sorry, thank you for telling me this, Andrew."

Hongdie originally wanted to care about and thank Jack, and it would be wrong if she made Jack angry because of this.

Looking at the red butterfly that had left, Andrew couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then he turned to look at Jack's door, frowned, gave him a middle finger, and left.

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the other side,

When people are bored to a certain extent, they will really do some unexpected things.

For example, Norton is now idle and has nothing to do, so he pulls Kreacher to play flying chess together.

Of course, he didn't bring a Ludo map, so he drew a simplified version of the map on the table with chalk.

However, this is not the point. Do you know what chess piece Norton took out?

"The ruby ​​is you, the sapphire is me, and here are the dice. Let's play."

These are Norton's exact words.

That's right, Norton used the gems in his suitcase as flying chess pieces and played flying chess with Kreacher.

But someone may have noticed a problem here. Isn't flying chess usually played by four people? There are only two people here, how can we play it?

It was easy to solve this problem. Norton brought the cowboys and mercenaries over.

Mercenaries would agree to this purely to kill time and gather intelligence. Only by knowing both yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. When a good mercenary meets some unknown guys, he will definitely choose to stay put and gather information.

The cowboy was still sad about Angelina. He didn't expect that he had lost Angelina twice in a row. It was not until Norton took the gems and put them into the cowboy's hands that he felt a little comforted. Because Norton said, "Hold them. These gems come from North America, from where Angelina once grew up."

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Now that the game is halfway through, it is clear that Norton and the Cowboy are most likely to reach the finish line first, the mercenary is third, and Kreacher is last.

You know, when a group of drunkards get together to drink, they are most likely to reveal information through their mouths. When a group of people get together to play cards, they are most likely to talk about all sorts of things. And now, when a group of people get together to play flying chess, they naturally can't help but chat about some topics.

"Cowboy..." Norton looked at Cowboy, who was in a daze, absent-minded, as if his soul had left his body. Finally, he couldn't help but say, "I don't know if this can give you any comfort, but what I want to tell you is...at least Angelina in our world, she said in person that she never forgave you, because...she never blamed you."

If you have never blamed the other person, how can you talk about forgiveness?

Angelina never blamed the cowboys, from beginning to end.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

Norton's words successfully made the cowboy cover his head and roar in pain. He was a man who had never been afraid of facing the guns of countless people chasing him, but now he shed tears.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...Angelina...it's all my fault..."

"You didn't do anything wrong." Norton interrupted the cowboy. "Angelina thinks so too. You didn't do anything wrong, so why admit your mistakes?"

"you're not wrong."

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the other side,

Andrew couldn't resist his greed and was about to take out the key to go to the candy world again when he was seen by the Air Force.

From the beginning, the Air Force was skeptical about how Andrew could create desserts out of thin air. He couldn't have taken them out from his pocket because that was a cake and the milk would get sticky everywhere. He also couldn't have made it in the kitchen because the ingredients were not there.

In order to get to the bottom of this matter, the Air Force has been secretly following Andrew for some time. You know, the Air Force itself was trained as spies, so this kind of thing is easy for her.

So, when Andrew took out the key and just opened the door to the candy world, the Air Force came out from the corner.

"Wow, this is really incredible..." The Air Force saw the wonderful scene in the candy world through the open door.

"It's incredible... I wonder if the owner of your manor is God?"

Of course, this was just a joke from the Air Force, but in a sense, it wasn't really a joke. The people in the other world really gave her the feeling that the owner of the manor there was God.

Gentle, strong, and powerful, coupled with the appearance of this strange world in front of him, creating things, making things, and generating new life.

It really is something that only God can do.

However, just after Air Force finished speaking, she suddenly felt something coming straight towards her face, until it stopped only one millimeter away from her nose.

It was not until the object stopped that the Air Force saw clearly that it was a shovel, or rather, an enlarged spoon-like shovel.

After taking a closer look, Air Force remembered where he had seen this huge spoon. Wasn't this the spoon Andrew used to eat cake at that time?

"Wow........." The huge spoon blocked Air Force's view. After turning slightly sideways, he saw Andrew's current outfit.

Andrew has now completely turned into the person he was when he was "Cheese".

Like a lively and sweet cake elf.

In conjunction with the words he had just said and Andrew's current reaction.

"Wow, God, I didn't expect that the landlords there are just the opposite of us."