[Comprehensive] The fairy tale time of adults

The second day of meeting Dick—

When Lydia woke up in the morning, her head was not so dizzy.According to past experience, she can continue to paint at this time.

Lydia couldn't wait to come to the studio.

On the previous paintings, those messy paints have disappeared, and only a vivid castle remains on the paper.The servants were amazed when they saw Lydia's paintings, and wanted to help her hang them up, but Lydia refused.In the end, the servants had no choice but to put away the painting properly and keep it in the painting box.

Lydia checked it, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with the castle picture, she put the box aside and started to draw.

Lydia picked up the paintbrush and concentrated on thinking about the appearance of the castle.She started to move, but... the moment the brush fell on the paper, her head started to ache violently for no reason.

Lydia let out a cry of pain, and the paintbrush drew a messy line on the paper.

Such a sharp pain, as if someone pierced Lydia's forehead with an awl.She was so weak from the pain that she had to shake off the paintbrush, her legs became weak, and she knelt down with her head in her arms.

After a while, the pain finally dissipated as cold sweat rolled down Lydia's forehead.

why? !What's wrong with this damn ability, why did it go wrong at a critical moment!

After being stunned, Lydia thumped the ground angrily.There has never been such a situation before, why is she still unable to use her ability after resting for such a long time?

Lydia looked at the paintbrush unwillingly, and tried to pick it up several times to try again.

But she is very clear about her current physical condition, if she fails again, the pain will definitely make her faint.Besides, she didn't know if something worse could happen.

Lydia dared not take any chances.

She paced anxiously in the studio, walked back and forth several times, and left here helplessly.

This unfavorable situation made Lydia feel depressed and depressed. She frowned and wandered aimlessly in the castle.

Thinking of Irene who had disappeared, Lydia couldn't sit down at all.Walking around the castle, there might be unexpected discoveries. She comforted herself like this, which made her feel better.

Lydia had already visited the buildings in the castle, and the only place she hadn't been was the place where the servants lived outside.

She walked and somehow came to the building where the servants lived.Fortunately, the servants are all working in the castle at the moment, and there is no one around here for the time being.

Now that you're here, let's take a look here.Lydia stood at the door for a while, thinking about what excuses she should give if she was discovered, and then walked in.

The place where the servants live is incomparable to the main building, but Bluebeard is a rich nobleman, so he is not harsh on his servants.

This building has only two floors, and Lydia walked into it, and she took a full look at it at a glance.

nothing special.

Lydia checked the first floor, and when she walked up to the second floor, she faintly heard strange noises coming from the room at the end of the corridor.She walked towards the room where the sound came from, and stood quietly at the door listening for a while.

The sound of fighting came from the ear, it seemed that many people were beating someone.

Lydia frowned, and suddenly pushed away from the room - in the room, several male servants were beating a teenager.

When the servants heard the voice, they thought someone was meddling in their own business, and glared viciously at the door, but it was Lydia who came!

No one expected that Madam would appear here!The male servants froze in fright for a moment, and their fists froze in the air for a long time before withdrawing them embarrassingly.

"What are you doing! Relying on your strength, bullying a servant who is younger than you?" Lydia scolded loudly without waiting for a few people to react.

The male servants were startled by her, they looked at me and you, they hurriedly shirked their responsibilities, accusing the young man: "You misunderstood, ma'am! Please don't be fooled by his appearance, this guy is a devil! "

"You're talking nonsense, I'm not!" panting, the young man struggled to roll over from the ground, but he couldn't stand up anyway.With a large movement, most of his tattered clothes were lifted off, revealing his scarred skin, but there was no wound on his face.

Lydia saw everything in her eyes, and felt extremely disgusted with the servants.

It seems that these male servants often bully this young man with insidious and vicious methods.The boy's skin was very tanned by the sun because he often did outdoor work, even if the injury was not so obvious, so they specifically picked his body covered by clothes to attack.

Maybe, there are more hidden wounds on his body, which are much more serious than what Lydia can see.

Lydia couldn't stand it anymore, she stepped forward, wanting to help the boy.

The moment her eyes met the young man's, she saw his eyes suddenly slacking off, as if she saw something that frightened him through her, with an inexplicably horrified expression.

"Look, he's coming again!" A servant immediately accused the young man, "He will curse you next! There was someone he cursed innocently before, and that person drowned to death later."

The boy's eyes were extremely clear, even after being treated so cruelly, Lydia couldn't find a trace of resentment in his eyes.Compared with these insidious male servants, she believed in the boy more.

The boy quickly came to his senses.

He wanted to defend himself, his eyes struggled, maybe he had experienced too many disappointments, and in the end he gave up in despair as if he believed that Lydia would not believe him.His eyes were dim, and he closed his eyes silently, like a death row prisoner waiting to be executed, lying quietly on the ground, motionless.

"Nonsense!" Lydia's voice became completely cold.Compared with the tall and strong figure of the male servant, she looked much smaller, but her aura was not inferior at all.

She looked into the eyes of several male servants in turn, until they bowed their heads.

"How dare you say that there are devils hiding in the duke's castle! Next time I find you bullying servants who are weaker than you, and using it as an excuse to spread rumors, I will cut your tongues off!" Lydia said coldly After that, he ordered one of the servants to carry the boy on his back and take him to the doctor in the castle.

The male servants were trembling and dared not say anything, completely forgetting to think about why Lydia suddenly appeared in the servant's room.The manservant who was named immediately obeyed the order, carefully carried the young man on his back, and tremblingly went to the doctor under Lydia's gaze.

As Lydia thought, the boy had a lot of hidden injuries, and it took a lot of time for the doctors to deal with them.

To avoid suspicion, Lydia left the room after only one glance, and waited at the door for the doctor to finish the treatment.She did not allow the manservant to leave, but told him to stand aside and wait.

Lydia kept looking at the servant with unfriendly cold eyes. When the doctor came out, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

After communicating with the doctor, Lydia was about to go in to check on the boy's condition.She was keenly aware of the line of sight, and glanced casually, and sure enough, she saw a servant hiding not far away and peeping.

She thought for a while, deliberately loudly reprimanded the male servant, not allowing him to leave, and sent the boy back later, before entering the room.

Seeing Lydia coming in, the boy hurriedly got up, wanting to salute her.

Lydia waved her hand to stop him, and said flatly, "You are not a devil."

"Madam, please believe me. Of course I'm not, I'm not!" The boy became excited, and he tried to explain to Lydia with gestures, but he could only say a few words over and over again, "I'm not ".

He seems to be a sincere and simple child, no wonder he is always bullied.

"Of course, I believe you." Lydia spoke again, and a simple sentence calmed down the restless teenager.

"You... trust me?"

His eyes brightened, and he looked timidly, disbelievingly and expectingly towards Lydia, as if a word from her could save him from hell.

"Of course. What's your name?" Lydia smiled.

"Baker."

Baker's cheeks were hot with excitement, and he thought he must be blushing.This is the first time that other than the deceased grandpa, someone is willing to trust him and treat him so tenderly and kindly.

Fortunately, his skin is dark, so he should not be found, he thought embarrassingly.

Looking at Lydia's gentle expression, Baker suddenly thought of what he had just seen, he had to tell her!Just as he mustered up the courage to speak to Lydia to remind him, he saw her wink at him.

Lydia said loudly: "Recover well, no one will bully you anymore." After speaking, she quickly said to Baker with her lips: "Let's talk about it next time."

When Lydia walked out of the room, she heard Baker's loud and understanding response: "Thank you ma'am, thank you for your kindness!"

If this cleverness was used to protect himself, he wouldn't be in the current situation.Lydia shook her head in her heart, but her eyes were stained with a smile.

For a few days after that, Lydia was still unable to use her abilities. Fortunately, as time passed, the degree of headache she felt after picking up the paintbrush gradually weakened.It appears that this time her recovery period has been extended.

After guessing that Baker should be able to get out of bed, Lydia transferred him to her side.She punished several servants severely, and no one dared to bully Baker again.

Only then did I realize that Lydia was a person with a cold face and a warm heart. The servants were jealous of this, and they only hated why it wasn't me who was injured in the first place.

Thanks to Lydia, Baker worked extra hard.At the end of the day, he never was idle, and he didn't care at all that his injury was not completely healed.Only occasionally when he saw Lydia face to face did he stop for a moment, always hesitant to speak, eager to say something to her.

After dinner, the watchers finally left.Lydia seized the opportunity and hurriedly called Baker to speak.

Lydia looked at Baker, wanting to see how his injury was.She didn't pay attention to Baker's appearance before, but she took a closer look and found that Baker, who was clean and not in a mess, was quite handsome.

Lydia's beautiful eyes were full of tenderness and kindness, and Baker was a little shy after being seen, which also melted away his previous fear.

"How is your body? You don't have to rush to work all the time, you haven't fully recovered yet, right?" Lydia asked.

Although he knew that Lydia was concerned about him, Baker didn't want Lydia to think he was useless, and he no longer wanted to leave her side.Baker hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'm completely fine, my body is very good."

No matter how firm Baker's tone was, anyone who saw his thin body due to long-term starvation would find it not convincing at all.

Lydia didn't expose him, let the pleasantries end here, and asked, "What did you want to say to me that day?"

Baker stared at Lydia, he took a few seconds to think about it one last time, and decided to trust Lydia.He replied cautiously: "You may be offended by what I say next, but please believe that it is true. I am not cursing you, I just want to... help you. Anyway... ...please forgive me."

Lydia looked at Baker with encouraging eyes, and nodded to him: "You can speak with confidence."

"I... I saw you, and you will... die in the near future." Baker hesitated, finished speaking with difficulty, and looked at Lydia with worry and pleading, fearing that she would hate him because of it.

"Well, good." Lydia's expression remained unchanged, "What else did you see?"

"I saw you drawing pictures...a dilapidated castle, many monsters chasing you, and then you were caught by a monster with countless knives floating around..." Baker couldn't continue, he looked at Lydia with distress , This time I was worried about her.

After listening, Lydia's eyes finally changed, she looked at Baker with heavy eyes, and remained silent.

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