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Love to the extreme extreme, dignity and life are not even considered.

He has no expectations in his life, but only hopes to stand by his side.

Be the most loyal servant.

Fairy attack x dark subject

Content tags: Sadomasochism

Search keywords: Protagonist: Yi Lian, Eun┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

Chapter 1 Chapter 1

one,

Even in the brightest places, there are still dark corners.

When sailing at sea, no matter how clear and open the weather is, the bottom layer of the ship is still damp and cold, full of chills.

People at the bottom can only live in the rooms at the bottom of the floor, and if it is not for rest time, they seldom return to their residences.

During the noon break, several groups gathered in the place where the servants dined and refused to leave.Because the master left a few sips of wine during lunch, and the servants secretly stayed behind when the leftovers were being cleaned up, and everyone could have a sip after sharing them equally.

The person in front took a sip, intoxicated by the aftertaste of the wine, and the person behind couldn't wait to snatch it away.

After drinking the small glass of wine, some people licked the glass, reluctant to put it down.

Suddenly someone said something.

"Why didn't the lame boy come?"

The short-haired servant laughed loudly: "Even if he comes, he has no place."

"Speaking of which, he didn't come to eat at noon. He won't be hiding somewhere to be lazy, right?"

"No," the short-haired man pointed upstairs, "Are you new here? Who do you think is cleaning the toilet?"

The newcomer was surprised: "He's limping, can he still clean the toilet?"

The short-haired man shrugged: "Anyway, when we decided to let him clean the toilet, he didn't respond, just took the mop and went."

The people behind laughed: "Even if he was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to say it. I doubt that kid is dumb!"

"Not only a cripple, but also a mute! Hahahahaha..."

I was laughing and making noise when I suddenly heard the sound of the door being pushed open.The room was silent for a while, and after seeing who was coming, they started laughing again.

"Are you back after cleaning the toilet?"

"You're going to wipe our bowls away."

"And the kitchen floor, it must be wiped clean."

"..."

The people who came in remained silent until everyone was chattering and everyone gave him the task, then he dragged one leg and limped in.

No one continued to pay attention to him.Since he didn't refuse, it proved that he agreed.

Since the cripple came to the boat, everyone seemed to feel a lot easier, because all the dirty and tiring work could be handed over to the cripple with peace of mind just by telling him.

Where did the cripple come from, what was his name, and what was going on at home? No one cared about these things.Of course he is not really dumb, but he rarely talks to others.

Somebody seemed to know his name, but most people called him "crime," "dumb," "errand runner," and as long as he called him that, he knew to look back.After handing over the work to him, he would do it silently.Although his legs are a little hard to walk, and his work is not as fast as others, he can always complete the task.

The lame man was thin and tall.Just at first glance, I think he looks like a student.However, seeing the way he walks and his dark personality, no one thinks highly of him.

No one felt that this was his fault.This probably doesn't count as bullying, why?As long as the cripple refused, the other servants would not force him to do it.Although sometimes when there are good things, no one wants to keep them for him, but he doesn't complain either.

There is no rejection or complaint, which means that the cripple does not feel that others treat him badly, so this is definitely not bullying.

The newcomer didn't know so much yet, so he just felt a little sorry.He walked over with a small piece of bread and handed it to the silent person sitting in the corner.

"There's only so much left."

The cripple looked at it silently, and finally took it, took a bite and chewed slowly.

"What's your name?"

Even after hearing such words, the cripple just shook his head without answering.

In the cabin at noon, it was humid and hot.It's hotter when people get together.But no one wants to go back to where they live.Some people leaned against the table to sleep, and others chatted quietly.There are only a few topics for small talk, women, salary and master.

"The most generous master? Of course it is Mr. Yi Lian." The speaker did not think about it, as if he always served Mr. Yi Lian: "He is also the friendliest and most merciful. It's just..."

It stands to reason that a servant cannot talk about his master.But that doesn't shut the mouths of the manservant, especially the manservant who has been drinking.

Mr. Yi Lian in their mouth is the master of this voyage, but he is not the only master.Mr. Yi Lian and his friends visited Europe for a few days and hired the most luxurious ship. There were three to four hundred servants on board alone.The servants come from different places, and their daily job is to serve dozens of nobles on board, and Mr. Yi Lian is the richest one among them.

Only servants with outstanding figures and looks can serve him personally, and such servants will not live in the lowest boat.

Someone said: "Have you served Mr. Yi Lian?"

"No..." the short-haired servant said vaguely, and then he became complacent: "But I've heard of him. I saw his picture when I was cleaning the table."

"Picture! God, what does he look like, then?"

"Wearing a black suit, blonde with blue eyes and curly hair."

"What about your appearance?"

"Not brilliant."

"Sounds ordinary."

"It's really ordinary, no different from us."

Everyone laughed and made noise.

"Do you know the difference between you and others? The money they earn every second is dozens of times more than what you earn in a whole year. The price of their shoes exceeds the price of your house!"

The people who were attacked by the group seemed a little annoyed, and said loudly: "Of course I know this. But...he also has shortcomings."

What he said was very cunning.Who has no shortcomings?

"for example?"

Everyone laughed.Because this drunk man spoke as if he knew Mr. Yi Lian very well.No one believed what he said.

The short-haired man said somewhat mysteriously: "For example, he can associate with three or four women at the same time."

There was an exclamation of astonishment among the crowd.

A voice came out: "Listen, this doesn't seem to be a shortcoming for rich people."

The short-haired man showed an unhappy expression when he was interrupted: "I haven't finished yet. Besides, he still has that habit."

"Haha, what hobby?"

"He is promiscuous/lunatic."

"..."

As soon as he said this, the whole room fell silent.

"You...you said that without evidence." Someone said dryly, his voice lowered a lot.It was probably because he drank wine just now, and the short-haired man must have drunk too much to say such shocking words.

However, what he said did attract everyone's attention.

"Why is there no proof?" The short-haired man said triumphantly: "My friend is the servant who takes care of him, and he lives next to his room now. That Luke, a very tall boy, he Tell me personally, Yi..."

The short-haired man was proud of himself when suddenly the back of his head was slapped hard. He seemed to be pressed by something, and he lowered his head to the ground involuntarily, with his chin resting on his collarbone.

When he realized that someone had pushed him from behind, the unpleasant feeling made him furious.With short hair, he suddenly raised his head, turned around and cursed:

"Who!"

What shocked him was that the person who beat him on the head was actually the cripple who had never made a sound.

The cripple's face was terribly pale, full of anger, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had encountered an enemy who killed his father, with endless hatred.

Due to being too shocked, the short hair was momentarily speechless, unable to believe it: "You..."

The lame man said nothing.

He was tall, with one hand pressing down on the head of the short-haired servant, and the other hand clenched into a fist, with a murderous look, he raised his fist and hit him again and again.

The short hair was beaten to the ground, and he didn't react until then, and his anger was instantly ignited.

"What the hell are you doing?"

The short-haired man snarled and turned over to fight back, raising his foot and kicking at the lame man's lower body.

He was taller and stronger, and with a "bang", the cripple couldn't stand upright, and with a muffled grunt, he was hit and fell to the ground, his cheek sliding a few centimeters against the floor.

The cripple struggled to get up, limped, and didn't seem to give up, so stubborn that he wanted to compete with the short-haired servant.

The left side of his face swelled up rapidly, and he looked miserable.

"Ah, wait, what happened to the cripple?" Everyone said one after another.No one knew why the cripple suddenly went crazy, and he took the initiative to provoke trouble and fight with others.But everyone watched with gusto, and no one stepped forward to stop it.

There is no suspense in this fight.How could the cripple, with his thin body, beat short hair?After a few seconds, the winner will be determined.

And indeed it is.

Basically, this farce is a unilateral beating of a lame man with short hair.

When the cripple was beaten black and swollen, he could only take the opportunity to fight back two or three times.

No one knew why the cripple suddenly went crazy, only that he interrupted everyone's interest in listening to gossip.When the cripple was being beaten, they felt a little bit of joy, as if they couldn't wait to punish the cripple with a few punches.Although the cripple did not pose any threat to them, it seemed to have helped them a lot.But he is the lowest among all the servants. If no one wants to suffer, let the lame suffer; if no one wants to suffer, let him suffer.

The cripple was beaten so badly that the corner of his mouth seemed to be split open. Blood dripped on the wet floor and was rubbed open again. His eye sockets were bruised.

"...What the hell are you!"

With resentful anger in his eyes, the cripple shouted.

He hadn't spoken for so long that people forgot that he wasn't dumb.

Hearing this, the short-haired man paused his fist, and was also stunned.

Then he laughed out loud as if he heard something funny: "Hahahahahaha!"

"..."

"What am I?" the short-haired man asked back, grabbing the lame man's hair, and pressing his head hard on the floor, making the sound of a heavy object falling:

"Then what are you?"

This fight was just a one-sided beating for short hair.After he was exhausted, he threw the cripple aside and said, "I'm exhausted."

The person next to him was also less interested, and said: "It's really a waste of effort. The work will start soon, I'll go to the deck, and you."

Everyone gradually walked out.In the stuffy room, the air was filled with the smell of decay.

The person who finally walked out said, "Cripple, go clean the toilet."

After all, he laughed and closed the door.

The cripple lay on his back on the floor, staring motionless at the ceiling.

There was condensation on the ceiling, as if it was about to fall.

His whole body seemed to gradually rot in the floor along with the wet weather and the crumbling water droplets.

Chapter 2 II.

two,

The toilets on the second floor, which need to be cleaned by the servants on the ground floor, are not often used by the masters.Each of them had a separate washroom in their room, which was cleaned by a senior servant.In this way, cleaning the toilet is actually not tiring, nor is it a chore.