There was a mess on the white marble floor.

The master mercilessly discarded the best food and wine on the ground, and the servants were shaking when they were cleaning.

Lanna held the broom in her hand, but she couldn't let go of it.

Her body trembled for a moment, and finally fell to her knees as if she couldn't support herself, and she was about to pick up the food in front of her.

……

...It's okay, it's okay, the floor here was mopped very clean by her, even if it's a little dirty, it's still edible...

The other servants didn't react when they saw Lanna's movements, at most they paused, and then looked away blankly.

"Please stop." A gentle voice sounded.

"...!!"

Lanna found that her wrist was being held, looked up, but found that her vision was blurred, her cheeks were cold, and she realized that she was crying.

She stood up following the strength of the hand that was pulling her, wiped her eyes with her sleeve indiscriminately, and looked at the person coming.

In the end, she was so scared that she almost knelt down again.

"Small, young master."

Lanna's eyes were dim, her body seemed to be filled with a whole bucket of ice water, and her heart was so cold that she couldn't feel its beating.

been seen.

The young master saw it.

How to do.

The master's food, even if it is thrown on the ground by the master, is still the master's.

Picking it up secretly without the owner's permission is a serious crime.

How to do.

Will she be fired, beaten, or otherwise treated?

Lanna panicked and knelt down on the ground again, her hands tightly pulled Giotto's trousers, her forehead rested on the ground, and the silver cross hanging around her neck lay on the ground because of this action, glowing with a cold light, her whole body His posture was very embarrassing and humble.

Tears welled up again, and she choked up her plea.

"Master, master, please, please forgive me, please don't..."

"Calm down, Lanna." The gentle voice said, pulling her up again with unquestionable strength.

"Eh...my name?" Lanna stood up, a little dazed. "Why, the young master..."

"You are, well, let me think about it, you came here two months ago, right? Your name sounds nice." The blond boy smiled at her, and Lanna looked at him, as if she saw the dazzling sunshine in the dark night.

"But, Lanna, you know you shouldn't do this kind of thing."

Lanna's face turned pale all of a sudden, her fingers trembled and tightened her skirt, almost making it difficult to speak.

"I'm so sorry, young master, I, I am..."

"It's not that," Giotto cut her off helplessly, "I mean why did you do that to yourself?"

"I, I..." Tears seemed to come out again, and Lanna gritted her teeth, trying to make herself look stronger.

It's no use, Lanna.

Look at you, isn't this just a crybaby?

"I was punished by the Earl for not doing my job well this month, and all my salary was deducted."

She choked up.

"My family is near a slum, and I have a younger brother and a grandmother... All of them rely on my wages to barely survive... Young Master, Young Master, I really have no choice. If this continues, they will all starve to death... Please forgive me Bar……"

Lanna rubbed her eyes vigorously, and wobbled back a few steps.

"This……"

Giotto looked at the girl in front of him, only to feel the suffocation in his chest when he was talking to the count before.

He really wanted to show a gentle smile to the girl and comfort her, but he found that he couldn't do it.

Even the corners of the lips became reluctant, and the body became heavy.

The girl in front of her was just about the same age as her, but her face was not as rosy as her age. Her lips were chapped, and her fingers were covered with pitted wounds. She was looking at herself anxiously.

"Yes, yes, young master, please forgive her, she, she is just ignorant and too impulsive." Another older maid next to her couldn't help but speak, pleading for Lanna.

After hearing this, Lanna couldn't bear it anymore, she threw herself into the arms of the maid and cried loudly.

"Lan, Lanna!! What's the matter with you? This is in front of the young master!" The maid scolded, but hugged Lanna, and her tone softened.

"Don't worry, the young master is a very gentle person, he won't blame you."

Having said that, she still looked at Giotto with begging eyes.

"...It's okay, Lanna." Finally, Giotto spoke softly. "When you go to get your wages, you can take the one you were supposed to get. If you ask, just say it's my order."

He stood, his golden eyes filled with bitterness at this moment.He glanced around at the servants standing silently, and smiled wryly at Lanna.

"...It's me who should say sorry."

After Giotto finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the room that seemed to him oppressive.

He walked in the corridor, the castle was brightly lit, but he only felt the darkness and cold pervasively penetrated into his body.

At last he went back to his room.

Without turning on the light, after closing the door, he just stood quietly in the darkness.

Lanna, poor girl.

What would have happened to her if he hadn't happened to pass by and saw her.

Probably they would really pick up the food on the ground and eat it without hesitation.

There is no way, in order to survive, many people will give up such things as dignity.

There is a poor girl like her, and there are many people like her.

Giotto felt that his strength was too weak.

As long as he leaves this castle, as long as he loses the title of nobleman on his head, he may really be nothing.

He suddenly remembered the boy he met just now.

That young man appeared suddenly, disappeared suddenly, and said such things to him.

"crazy Love?"

"Ignite, the flame in the depths of my eyes?"

Giotto murmured.

He walked to the tall full-length mirror in the room against the wall.

Then the moonlight shining in from the window made him vaguely able to see his appearance.

He brought his face close to the mirror and looked into his own eyes.

With golden eyes, no emotion can be seen.

What can be in it?

Or, what does my heart want?

Want to protect others.

Want to protect a partner like G, protect an innocent person like Lanna.

Sooner or later, the flames of war will follow the Sicilian slums to this castle, and continue to live with nothing to do, just sit and wait to die.

Giotto's mind came back to the idea that had arisen from his conversation with G this morning.

After a while, he smiled lightly.

"At my age, it's not unforgivable to be a little rebellious."

He said so.

Then Giotto fell to the huge bed, his eyes didn't know where to look.

"Love?"

Because I have never had it before, I don't even know if I want it or not.

This is a very absurd thing, Giotto thought.

He didn't even know the boy's name.

From the education and books he has read since he was a child, he knows many stories about love.

Love is a good thing.

But not everyone can have it.

Not everyone can be happy because of it.

It seems that many things in the world can be linked with love.

Reason told him that this was not feasible.

But the heart is speaking in a dark way.

--want to.

If you can give me.

He seemed to be dazed.

Then give it to me.

The so-called, crazy love.

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