Personality V: I will save everything

"Go to hell!"

Frederick's face, as cold as an iceberg, showed no ripples at all, but the two words that came out of his mouth seemed to be wrapped in a biting cold wind, making people shudder.

Then, he suddenly stretched out a strong and powerful arm, picked up the poor novelist as easily as a chicken, and threw him out mercilessly.

"roll!"

With this roar, the novelist was thrown to the ground and knocked unconscious.

However, Frederick's anger had not subsided at this time. To be honest, looking at this annoying guy in front of him, he even wanted to pick him up directly, then kick him on the butt, and kick him out of the door like a ball.

But in the end, reason overcame impulse, and he suppressed his inner anger and did not take action.

The novelist collapsed lifelessly on the cold corridor floor like a puddle of mud, staring blankly at the ceiling, and fell into deep self-doubt......

"Tell me in detail, how did you provoke him?" Norton frowned, bent down with a helpless look on his face, and asked the novelist who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

He was really convinced in his heart. He didn't know how many times this had happened recently! Could it be that this guy couldn't learn his lesson?

Hearing Norton's question, the novelist rolled his eyes weakly, and muttered with a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth: "If I knew the reason clearly, I wouldn't be lying here in such a mess now... Alas............"

After saying this, he sighed deeply, looking as miserable as he could be. _(:＜」∠)_

The novelist himself was also completely confused and felt that something was particularly weird in recent times.

He clearly hadn't done anything out of the ordinary, but every time he ran into that guy Frederick, the other party looked at him as if he was about to spit fire, and he wished he could eat him alive and cut him into pieces to vent his hatred.

But he obviously didn't do anything. He had apologized for everything he had done to offend Frederick before, or learned his lesson. (In fact, most of the time it was both. Even if he apologized, he still got beaten up.)

Having said that, the novelist is now able to accurately infer Frederick's mood state at the time based on the force with which Frederick hit him.

Although this ability can't help but give people an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, at the same time, the novelist's heart is filled with endless sadness and grievance, and he really wants to have a good cry!

The feeling of wanting to cry but not being able to cry is as uncomfortable as having your throat strangled by an invisible force.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the novelist in front of him, Norton didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.

In fact, even Norton himself has noticed Frederick's unusual behavior recently.

Normally, even if he encountered something very annoying, Frederick's temper wouldn't be so short-tempered.

Could it be that... Could it be that he encountered some unspeakable difficulties or tremendous pressure? Thinking of this, Norton couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The more he thought about it, the worse the situation seemed. Norton thought to himself, "I'd better leave here as soon as possible and find Lydia to have a good discussion. If this child really has mania or something like that, it will be a big problem!"

So, after saying goodbye to the novelist in a hurry, Norton hurried towards where Lydia was.

Along the way, various possible reasons that might have caused Frederick's change of temperament kept emerging in his mind, and his worries became heavier.

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the other side,

Carl lay in the arms of the manor owner with grievance, the reason was very simple...

"Ha—yawn—" accompanied by a long yawn, little Carl was seen stretching lazily on the bed. He looked as cute as a lazy cat who just woke up.

(つo-)...ooO......

Little Carl yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes with his chubby hands. After a lot of tossing and turning, he finally woke up completely.

However, when he opened his eyes completely and looked around, he was surprised to find...

Um.........Mom is not here.................???

This made little Carl, who was originally a little confused, suddenly widen his eyes and reveal an aggrieved expression on his face.

He began to panic, and kept muttering to himself, "Where is my mother? Why can't I see her?"

Carl decided to go find his mother by himself......

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"Karl, I am really confused by you sometimes! Do you not want the owner of the manor to always treat you as a child, or would you rather be treated as a child by him all the time?"

Andrew looked at Karl in front of him with full of doubts. He felt as if he was trapped in a fog. He couldn't figure out what this little guy was really thinking.

You know, Carl is a guy who can be very stubborn and independent sometimes.

Whenever the owner tried to hold him in his arms, he would struggle desperately, stamping his feet and shouting, "I'm grown up! Don't treat me like a child anymore!"

He looked like a little adult who was eager to prove that he was mature.

However, puzzlingly, there are other times when the opposite is true.

Even if the owner of the manor just stood there quietly and did nothing, this kid would actually take the initiative to rub against the owner of the manor like a well-behaved kitten, then dive into the other's warm arms, and even ask the owner of the manor to hug him like a spoiled child.

Looking at his satisfied and happy little face, Andrew couldn't believe that this was the same guy who had resolutely resisted the hug before.

Andrew couldn't help but shook his head, muttering to himself: "This little guy's mind changes faster than the clouds in the sky. It's really hard to figure out!"

"Hmph! (# ` n′ )" Karl didn't care what his stupid brother thought. He just wanted his mother to hug him.

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Those two fools...

They always do things that make people laugh and cry, but they are so innocent that people feel pity for them.

And at this moment, seeing Carl approaching me so intimately, with that cute little face filled with a bright smile and a pair of big eyes shining like stars, my heart is about to melt!

This feeling is so wonderful and so happy, because he is the baby I have always cared for and raised with my own hands~

People often say that if the initial bond between a mother and her biological child is likened to the umbilical cord connecting each other's lives, then by now, Carl and I may have been tightly entangled by an invisible umbilical cord.

Although Carl is not my biological child, in my heart, he is my child and an indispensable part of my life.

Similarly, although Carl knew very early on that I was not his biological mother, this sincere feeling did not diminish in the slightest. He still loved me unreservedly, just as deeply and passionately as I loved him.

My little baby, mommy loves you~~?

(?? 3(???c)

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the other side,

"You think so too, right?" Lydia blinked her big, lively eyes and looked at the other person with a hint of confusion and expectation.

She originally thought that as an experienced doctor, she had become a little too sensitive due to her professional habits, but after hearing the other party's answer, her doubts instantly dissipated.

You know, this is not the first time that Lydia has encountered this situation. Not long ago, many people have come to her to discuss with her whether Frederick has mania. However, each discussion has not come to a clear conclusion.

At this moment, the room was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere. Lydia bit her lip lightly and fell into deep thought.

Naib was always by her side, silently helping her flip through the thick medical books, trying to find some useful clues and treatments from the densely packed text.

At this moment, Norton walked in. He looked at Lydia and Neb with a serious face, and slowly said: "Since everyone thinks that Frederick may suffer from mania, we must quickly think of a way to treat him! We can't delay it any longer, otherwise the condition will only get worse." After that, he sighed heavily, his eyes full of worry.

Lydia nodded, indicating that she agreed with Norton's opinion. She knew that if mania was not treated promptly and effectively, it would cause great harm to the patient and the people around him.

So, the three of them sat together and began to seriously study how to develop a treatment plan for Frederick......

In fact, when it comes down to it, the first and most urgent problem for the three of them to think about and solve is how to successfully bring Frederick here? !

So what strategy should be adopted?

Go directly to the door?

This is probably not a wise move, because given Frederick's temper, he would most likely throw them all out without mercy.

Even though they have Naib, one of the top fighters in the manor, Naib still sincerely hopes to avoid a head-on conflict with Frederick as much as possible if conditions permit.

After all, once the two sides engage in combat, not only will Naib himself be easily injured while trying to stop Frederick, but Frederick himself may also accidentally hurt himself during the fierce struggle and resistance.

Therefore, it is really a headache to achieve the goal smoothly without causing too much unnecessary trouble!

However, at this moment, a cowboy who was walking by leisurely and unaware of the situation inadvertently became the key figure in solving the problem and brought a spark of inspiration to Norton!

Suddenly, Norton's eyes lit up, as if a bright light in the darkness was instantly lit. Without hesitation, he opened his voice and shouted to the cowboy who was getting farther and farther away: "Cowboy! Please wait a moment!" This shout was like a thunder, breaking the quiet atmosphere around him.

The cowboy was startled when he heard the call, then he stopped and turned to look in the direction of the voice in confusion. At this time, Norton ran towards the cowboy in two steps, his face full of excitement and anticipation.

It turned out that at the moment when he saw the cowboy passing by, a brilliant idea flashed through Norton's mind like lightning. He couldn't help but think of an experience he had in another world - at that time, Kevin, who had just arrived at the manor, made a fatal mistake because he didn't understand the situation.

They were so careless as to forget to remind Kevin not to mention anything about his age in front of the grumpy Joseph.

You know, this is Joseph's weak spot. Once it is touched, the consequences will be disastrous.

As expected, the innocent Kevin just kept bringing up the issue, which directly ignited Joseph's anger.

Just as Joseph was about to lose his rage and kill Kevin, at the critical moment, the clever and brave Antonio rushed into the room like a god, quickly picked up a thick carpet, and wrapped up the furious Joseph tightly in the blink of an eye, just like a giant burrito.

Then, Antonio used his strong arms to pick up Joseph, who was wrapped tightly, and hurriedly left the scene as if he was carrying a heavy bag of goods.

So now they can use the same method!