Heartbreaker

—I don't need a dwarf bitch to protect me.

You weren't in such a mess when you said that, Lymon Bonespur.

Barbara hid behind the wall of the dungeon, and when she heard the lewd|laughter coming from inside, the blood in her whole body seemed to have coagulated.The red-haired kid didn't make a sound at all, his pupils were like a layer of gray frosted glass, and pustules formed around his white wrists from the shackles.The three or four mole ghosts first fed him a bowl of something like white paste, lifted his thin body, and began to whip the boy's flesh in turn as if venting their anger.A grim-looking mole ghost even grabbed the boy by the hair and spat in his face.

"This is the task given to us by the current boss." The little mole ghost glanced at it. "Every mole ghost must do this, and of course everyone enjoys it. As for what to do after the whipping, we decide... ..."

Barbara's fingers were tightly digging at the cracks in the bricks, her pupils trembling.The mole ghosts held him down.A voice shouted from the bottom of her heart, holding down the dead dog-like kid.Damn Lemon Bone Spur, weedy, self-righteous, if you can't bite someone, you will be bitten back.A 13-year-old boy, who is stained with evil intentions as if he returned from the bloody hell, makes people forget that he is just a child.

A 13 year old kid.She should have realized this earlier.

"Okay, Barbara," said the little Mole Ghost beside her, "you should go, and I can't protect you if you get involved too."

Barbara felt her voice tremble, "...how long..."

"what?"

"I said, how long has he been treated like this?"

"I only found out later." The little mole ghost shrugged his shoulders, "It's been more than 20 days, at least, a few days ago he bit off a brother's ear, and then poured medicine for a few days, it was so easy to be honest , saved us a lot of trouble. I heard from brothers that this kid's body is delicious."

Barbara turned her head expressionlessly, "You moved him too?"

"I just whipped it a few times. This, this is an order..." Little Mole Ghost shook his shoulders uncomfortably, "What can I do?"

Barbara stared at him for a while, then moved her gaze to the dungeon again.Clement's red hair shone like flames in the dark and oppressive prison, almost piercing her eyes.She tried to keep herself from screaming at the actions of those mole ghosts, even though she wanted to go up to the red-haired kid now and help him beat those shameless people.

But she couldn't do it, and the end would be that she was beaten half to death by those mole ghosts.Unlike this kid, she is not someone who asks for trouble and seeks her own death.Rescuing Lemon Bone Spur meant going against the "Mole". She looked like a ghost now, and the spade brothel would not come forward to protect her. Messia wished that she and the red-haired boy would disappear as soon as possible.

Damn kid...you are really fucking going to kill me...

The tip of Barbara's nose was astringent, and a soreness welled up in her eyes.She wiped away the blurred water mist, and suddenly met Lei Meng's eyes.

He keeps looking at himself.The body is lifeless as if it is dead, but the eyes are still alive.

——It’s okay, let’s run away.I do not blame you.

He blinked his eyes dully, and even in such an embarrassing situation, there was still a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

- Thanks for the chicken.

After a brief silence, a woman's scream suddenly erupted in the dungeon, "Damn boy! No one can stop you if you want to live!"

She shook off the little mole ghost's grasping hand, rushed forward, and threw the fruit knife at the red-haired boy in the dungeon!Those eyes that were as dark as frosted glass constricted like cold knives. Clement swung his fist at the Mole Ghost on his left, and the hard rivets on the shackles pierced the opponent's eyes.

He picked up the fruit knife in his hand, and everything happened in the blink of an eye.Those mole ghosts were caught off guard. In a moment of stupefaction, Lei Meng had already stabbed the throats of two of them!

"Fuck|he|fuck!"

The remaining mole ghost roared and grabbed Barbara's hair!Barbara screamed and threw her fist in the man's face indiscriminately, only to be slapped instead.When she was dizzy, her legs went limp, and she suddenly stepped on the man's crotch.

"Ah!" The man screamed, and let go of her hair.Clement quickly pulled Barbara behind him, stepped forward, and pierced Barbara's throat with lightning speed, slashing his neck completely amidst the moan|groan of the mole ghost.

Lymon gasped for breath, and said grimly, "The knife is too small... it can only cut your throat..."

Looking at the bloody corpse in the dungeon, Barbara narrowed her pupils in horror.She clutched Lymon's arm in fear, her nails were about to dig into his flesh, and she suddenly thought of something and rushed out the door, "Don't run!"

Clement reacted extremely quickly, threw the fruit knife over, and shouted, "Don't leave alive!"

Seeing that the little mole ghost was going to leave the secret passage along the steps, Barbara rushed forward, and the two rolled down the steps, dizzy from the collision.The fruit knife was still on the floor, far away from where Barbara was.Clement violently tugged on an iron chain embedded in the wall, the blood in his body suddenly churned, and a nauseating urge surged up his throat.

The little mole ghost huddled on the ground, holding his bleeding head and groaning.Barbara got up with a dizzy head shaking, pressed on the little mole ghost, and strangled his neck with trance eyes.

"I can't let you escape..." Her lips were blue and her stubby arms trembled epileptically, "If you escape, we will die..."

Clement stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, "That's right, Barbara! Kill him, don't hesitate!"

The little mole ghost was pinched so that he rolled his eyes, pushed Barbara away, and staggered up the steps——

Snapped!A whip was wrapped around his neck.Barbara grabbed the handle of the whip, screaming like a collapse, her nails cracked, and her knees were bruised.She stared at the blood-red eyes, the figure of the little mole ghost gradually distorted, and the voice of Lymon became more and more indistinct, but her strength flooded her whole body like a flood that opened the gate.

At that moment, the world turned into dirty blood in her eyes, and even she didn't know that there was so much resentment and evil hidden in her body. Before the will to survive, and in the midst of Lymon's roar, she released all of it at this moment. Plunge her soul into the cold abyss.

****

When she came back to her senses again, Barbara found herself lying in a hidden alley with burning scars all over her body.Lymon was sitting not far from her, with his thin back arched like a cat on the verge of a sword. He was obviously extremely weak, but he was clutching the long blunt knife tightly in his hand.

"Wake up and get up, no time to rest."

The boy's cold voice sounded like rain splashed on his face.Barbara sat up in a daze, and Lemon threw something to her, "Your whip, take it."

It was stained with dried blood.Barbara stared blankly for a while, then suddenly hugged her head and let out a scream——

"Damn it!" Clement covered her mouth violently, and stared at her fiercely, "If you attract other people, I'll be the first to throw you out!"

Barbara slapped him hard!I don't know if it was because she was too strong or the other party was too weak, but that slap knocked the boy to one side, and he fell to the ground and vomited violently.

"Um... uh..."

A thick sticky white pulp spit out from his mouth, and Clement clenched his fists tightly to suppress the trembling that was running through his whole body. After vomiting happily, he leaned against the wall exhaustedly to calm his breath.

Barbara seemed to have never heard of it, and muttered to herself as if in some kind of nightmare, "I...I killed someone...I killed that boy...he can't even kill people, he just wants to escape Go... and I killed him..."

"I have to say you did a good job." Clement sneered wearily. "Even found the key from him to help me unlock the lock. I underestimated you, Barbara."

"You devil..."

Clement closed his eyes without even moving, "Thank you for the compliment."

Barbara stood up suddenly and walked out of the alley, when Lymon's gloomy voice sounded behind her, "Where are you going?"

She said, "Stay away from you."

"'The Mole' won't let you go."

She yelled hysterically, "I don't care!"

Clement muttered and cursed, "Okay, hurry up. You're making a fucking noise."

The woman's menacing footsteps stopped at the side of the alley, choked up a few times, knelt down and began to cry.Lymon squinted at her for a while, and saw her kneeling on the ground covering her face and weeping bitterly.For a long time, the other party turned around crying, crawled to his chest, leaned on his chest and continued to cry loudly, scratching his chest with several bloodstains.

Clement closed his eyes helplessly, "Please, Satan..."

****

"I'm looking for Barbara."

A few days later, at the front desk of Spade Brothel, a man said in a deep voice, his back was like a curved black hook.The woman at the front desk said in amazement, "Barbara? She's not taking customers now."

"Oh, I guess so." The man nodded slowly, took out a few coins, "tell me where she is. I'll look for her."

The woman caught a glimpse of his wrinkled face under the hood, and stuck out her tongue in surprise, "You don't need money to see her, sir. She's in a small dark room in the attic, and you'll see it when you get to the top floor."

Before she finished speaking, the man disappeared into the stairwell like a ghostly shadow.He stepped up the steps to the attic step by step, leaving a series of footprints on the floor covered with thin dust, and finally saw the small black room.

The man pushed the door open and looked around the dilapidated room.He sighed heavily, sat on the bed, took out a pocket watch from his pocket, opened the cover, and there was a portrait of a beautiful woman embedded in it.

"Barbara...Barbara..." He said with bruises on the back of his hand, gritted his teeth with a half-crying expression on his face, "Barbara, you would rather live in this kind of place than become that ugly Promise my courtship...Damn it, you damn bitch...you'll never change back..."

At the same time, Lymon stood at the door of the Spades brothel and moved his stiff shoulders.He weighed the blunt knife in his hand, took a deep breath, grinned grimly, and strode in.

Mesia was sending a drunken guest out with a smile on her face, when she saw the red-haired boy walk in, she frowned and said, "Oh, where did you come from, don't get in the way, the guest is coming out—"

Clement turned his bloodshot eyes towards her, "Where is the wizard?"

Messia said coldly, "What wizard? I don't understand."

Lymon laughed a few times, and suddenly raised the knife and stabbed the drunk man in the stomach!The man let out a deafening scream, and the blood on his belly stained his clothes.

Mesia froze for a moment, then screamed violently.The man's body fell to the ground as soft as a mud bag, and all the women who accompanied the wine stopped moving, looking at the red-haired boy standing quietly at the door, bursting into yells of varying heights.

Several prostitutes got up cursingly, clenched their fists and said, "Damn, a bastard looking for faults?"

Someone yelled, "Be careful, he has a knife in his hand!"

Clement put the knife behind his back with a smile, rushed forward with red eyes, grabbed the skirt of a strong man, and knocked the man to the ground with a heavy punch!The man's loose teeth fell to the ground, and several other people surrounded him. Li Meng slashed at the back of one man's neck with one hand, and grabbed the other man's throat. up the arm.

"I'm very angry now, I advise you not to annoy me." He said calmly, "I just want to know, where is the wizard?"

The women fled in panic and knocked over the tables, the mellow wine spilled on the ground, and the sound of glass shattering everywhere.Standing on the second floor, Mesia's face was pale, her legs and feet were limp on the ground, and she said in a trembling voice, "In...in the attic...Barbara's room..."

"Are you looking for me?"

A deep and hoarse voice sounded on the stairs, and Mesia turned her head and saw the rickety man running down the stairs, avoiding the plague and staying away from the two of them.Clement stood at the bottom of the stairs, staring at the man's face amidst the chaos, "I'll chop you up, you bastard."

The wizard chuckled, "Have suffered a loss once, don't you have a long memory, little prince?"

Clement slowly raised his knife, "I always take revenge."

"Even death?"

"It's you who will die."

The wizard paused, then smiled warmly, "Admit defeat, little prince. You have no chance of winning."

"I recognize your mother."

"It's really stubborn. If I accidentally kill you, how should I explain to that adult?"

The wizard sighed self-consciously, his pupils constricted, and two flames roared along the wall like two fire dragons, suddenly wrapping the house in a circle of fire!

****

Barbara was panting and running on the street, tears almost came out of her eyes.She only took a nap for a while, and when she opened her eyes, the red-haired boy was gone again.Thinking with her toes, she can guess what the other party is doing.Her heart was about to pop out of her chest. When she heard the noisy commotion not far away, she hurriedly dived in and squeezed out a gap from the wall of people with difficulty.

The blood-colored flames reflected the dark night, the spade brothel was burned by thick flames, billowing black smoke emerged from the windows like evil spirits, and even involved the buildings on the left and right in the ferocious flames.Seeing the hellish scene, Barbara let out a cry and sat down on the floor, her fingers clenched her skirt.

"Barbara!"

Mesia ran over angrily, picked her up and cursed, "Damn it, why did that red-haired bastard come back? He still seeks revenge from the wizard and dragged us all into it!"

Barbara's eyes were red from being choked by the black smoke, "Lymon...is Lymon in there?"

Mesia smiled viciously, "I'm afraid I'll be burned into a piece of black coal now!"

Listening to what she said, Barbara's red eye sockets gradually became moist, and the condensed tears swirled inside.

She doesn't like looking out the window, but the world outside the window occasionally surprises her.

She also didn't know why she felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind after seeing the red-haired boy who was fighting for food with wild dogs, which made her empty and panicked heart settle down like a rock for the first time.Ever since she was turned into a dwarf by the spell, everything in this world has changed, as if countless hands were tearing at her soul, making her struggle between reality and despair.That kid is a real broom star and a murderer. She has never seen a 13-year-old kid whose hands can be stained with so much blood, as if she doesn't understand why she feels something similar to herself from the other person.

This inexplicable sense of familiarity drove her to follow him blindly, looking for him, as if she could no longer be at a loss and get the answer she wanted.

"If you die...if you die, Dingo Boy..."

She choked with sobs, and cried hoarsely at the twisted flame flow, and rushed into the sea of ​​flames!The others were struggling to put out the fire with their buckets in their hands. Messia caught a glimpse of her staggering into the house and shouted, "Barbara, you are looking for death!"

No no……

Barbara leaned down and searched with difficulty the house engulfed in flames, almost suffocated by the black smoke surrounding her.Burnt beams were crackling from above her head, and there was the sound of doorposts collapsing from time to time.She covered her mouth with dizzy eyes, her vision was distorted and undulating like ripples, she seemed to be stepping on a soft sand dune, her body became lighter and lighter, and her soul almost came out of its shell...

With a thud, she fell, and a charred beam fell beside her, burning the ends of her hair.Holding on to the last sliver of her will to survive, she suddenly heard a voice saying, "Why are you here?"

She raised her head, but the thick black smoke prevented her from seeing the other person clearly.The voice sneered, cursed "stupid woman" inwardly, picked her up easily with one hand, and strode out of the flames.

"Ah...ah..."

Barbara heard another groan of pain in the mist, and something like a fleshy column was lifted in the boy's other hand.She heard the boy's crisp whistle, and a joyful song, and her consciousness gradually dissipated in that song, falling into a chaotic void.

The dragon's teeth chew me...

The dragon's saliva sets me on fire...

The dragon's scales tore me apart...

The dragon said, I will bite you, burn you, and hurt you...

Why are you not dead yet...

****

"I heard the reputation of 'mole' when I first arrived in this town. Unfortunately, when I mixed into their organization, I found that it was not the case at all. Those stinky rats really disappointed me."

Clement crossed his legs, held the rein in his hand, and hummed to steer the horse forward.Barbara was sitting next to him, chewing an apple boredly, and said with a frown, "It's so fucking bitter!"

She wiped her hands with her skirt, took the other half of the rein and said, "But, what did you do while I was in a coma?...I heard that those mole ghosts... died a lot, Leapfrog River It's all red..."

"It's just an eye for an eye." The boy smiled and seemed to be very proud. "I let the guys who haven't touched me a yard. Sudden kindness is always troublesome. Those who are left are weak and incompetent guys, but you It cannot be said that this kind of guy is useless at all.”

"Where the hell are you from, I can't recognize your accent, and I haven't seen anyone with red hair. It's a rare hair color, and almost no ethnic group has this color... Your name is Lemon Bone Spur?"

Clement snorted, his tone a bit sullen, "Yeah. It's the same as you are a dwarf bitch, an obvious fact."

"Bah!" Barbara said angrily, "I'm not a midget whore! I was once a beautiful and sexy woman who was turned into this by an evil wizard because I refused his courtship!"

Clement stopped holding the rein, and said with a strange expression, "Wizard?..."

Barbara raised her head, "Yes, wizard!"

Clement rolled his eyes and murmured, "Satan, why didn't you say it earlier..."

"what?"

"Nothing. I think there's still time."

Barbara glared at him, "What's the mess? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"There's still time—!" Lemon said in a drawn-out tone, whipping the horse's buttocks, urging the steed to move forward, "But before that, we need to prioritize and do something more serious."

"for example?"

"Going to Night Wolf Village, there are three cripples waiting for me." The red-haired boy smiled happily, staring at the city-state town that gradually opened up in his eyes, "We have an appointment, and they will definitely not be late of!"

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The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Day everyone!

Just in time for the beginning of the new year, the Barbara-related memory killings ended-as for the end, because it is a time regression, the story of Lemon meeting the three disabled brothers actually happened before meeting Barbara.

Ah~ The next chapter is a new map~ There will be new characters and plots. Thinking about it, I’m a little excited... (rolling away crying to learn...)