The thirteenth bowl of dog food: Watermelon-Flavored Foster Father's Attack
[Ding, the host has been locked, the executor No. 00401 has successfully arrived at the mission world –]
[Before the prompt fell, the system suddenly screamed: Master!! Not good, the host is a zombie!!!]
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Three days later.
The castle under the setting sun was plated with a layer of noble gold.
The roses in the garden were in full bloom, and the petals of various colors spread out on the cobblestone path, like the gorgeous dresses worn by aristocratic women at banquets, dragging on the ground, elegant and charming.
The beauty was so beautiful, but unfortunately, no one stopped to appreciate it. The maidservants hurriedly stepped over the falling flowers. None of them felt apologetic for their sudden appearance. They were anxiously shouting, "Little Young Master, where are you? Little Young Master, come out quickly!"
The maids lifted their skirts and asked their companions about the search. They were disappointed when they got a negative answer.
Contrary to their wishes, the castle's pendulum clock still rang.
This indicated that the dinner time would come in a quarter of an hour. Thinking of the strict family rules and punishment, the maids who still found nothing were about to cry. They no longer worried about whether they would disturb the master and shouted loudly.
But the result did not change at all.
In the study on the third floor, the boy named Jetton saw this scene from the window and said with a smile to the man who got up and put on the windbreaker, "Father, it seems that my brother is naughty again."
His tone had nothing to do with himself, as if he was not the initiator of the hide-and-seek game, but the man and his assistant, as the audience, had no intention of exposing him.
Jetton continued, "I'll go find him too. Otherwise, if he misses dinner, he will sneak into the kitchen at night to find food. Mason has been very upset recently. He is afraid that you will know that he secretly left snacks for our little master and be punished. But every time, he carefully hides the food in the same place, worried that my brother can't find it. "
The man did not answer.
His assistant, Chris, respectfully opened the door and went out, but instead of going in the direction of the dining room, he went to the garden.
Jetton knew that he was going to find his "baby brother". He bit his lip sullenly and had no choice but to follow behind them.
It didn't take long for the man to find the youth hiding at the foot of the flower wall. The little fellow had spent a lot of effort to find this perfect hiding place. She even knew to hide at the foot of the wall below his study. No one dared to make a big noise around here.
Pushing aside the rose vines, the young man's exquisite appearance easily stole everyone's attention.
He was sitting on a handmade tuxedo, wearing only a white high-collared shirt. The complicated lace was gathered from the collar to his abdomen. Tight pants and a slim-fit shirt outlined the youth's thin figure. The bow tie was pulled open and hung casually in front of his chest.
Probably because he had waited for too long, he had already fallen asleep. His long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow, and a flower petal fell on it.
The face that had been kissed by the God of Light was so fair that it almost seemed transparent. His lightly pursed lips were a shade of pink that was even more tender than roses. It was unknown what he was dreaming of, but a warm smile appeared on his face. His tall nose was the most prominent feature of his face, revealing the fact that he was about to transform from a teenager into a young man.
This was Les Alex.
Gou Liang's host in this world, a youth who had a rare talent for light magic and was favored by the God of Light.
Even the jealous Jetton couldn't help but breathe softly. No one could bear to wake up the sleeping youth, and it seemed that even the man who had always been strong and cold was the same.
He leaned over and gently removed the petal with his slender fingers. Then he squatted in front of Gou Liang, put his elbow on his knee, and put the petal under his nose to smell it. The warm fragrance that only belonged to the young man made his emotionless eyes reveal a hint of surprise. He raised his lips and smiled, but in the next second, he mercilessly crushed the petals and pinched the young man's nose forcefully.
The young man groaned in pain and suddenly woke up.
Tears quickly appeared in that pair of eyes that were not stained with dirt, as heart-wrenching as the morning dew. When he looked at anyone with condemnation and grievance, even the most cold-blooded person would be moved.
However, this didn't include the man in front of him.
Seeing him wake up, the man loosened his hand and reminded him, "The evening bell has rung. The game is over. Get up quickly."
The youth rubbed his nose and was about to come out when he remembered something. He hurriedly hid in the flowers and looked out. When he saw Jetton behind the man, his eyes were full of disappointment. He said with annoyance, "My brother found Les. I lost again."
He hugged his knees, raised his head and said discontentedly to the cold-looking man, "It's all Daddy's fault. You made me lose again. I'm ignoring you!"
He turned his head angrily and looked like he would do what he said. However, his eyes secretly glanced at the man, waiting for him to coax him.
Instead, the man stood up, "It's up to you. I'll tell Mason not to leave a piece of bread for you today."
He left after saying that.
The youth was anxious and hurriedly got out of the flowers. He quickly chased after the man and jumped onto the man's back, "Daddy, wait for me!"
Seeing that the man didn't throw him down, the youth suddenly laughed.
He rubbed against the man's cheek and couldn't hide the attachment in his eyes. He hugged the man tightly and said coquettishly, "Daddy is the best. Les likes Daddy."
The man put him on the ground and frowned at the dust and grass in the youth's hair. He said in a low voice, "I told you to call me by my name in the future."
Name?
The youth looked at him in confusion and confusion. Ever since he got sick at the age of fifteen, the proud son of God became a fool. Not only did he forget all the magic he had learned before, but his aptitude was also ruined. He became a good-for-nothing who always needed someone to take care of him. His memory was also sometimes good and sometimes bad.
Obviously, he still couldn't remember what the man said this time.
The man didn't get angry because of this. He repeated patiently, "Alex, my name."
The youth tilted his head and looked up at him, "Alex?"
The man nodded with satisfaction and lowered his head to kiss his forehead as a reward, saying, "Good boy, go wash up with Cecilia and then come eat."
The youth touched his forehead and smiled brightly, "Daddy — oh, Alex, you're not allowed to steal food. You must wait for me."
The man nodded in agreement. Only then did he leap forward and grab the shriveled hand of the old maid, Cecilia, who was standing at the side, and leave in high spirits.
Cecilia was a famous "Ghost Maid" in the castle.
She always liked to wander around the castle at night with a lantern. At this time, the servants didn't dare to walk with their heads up or look in the mirror at night, because maybe in the next second, the skinny old maid holding the lantern would appear in front of them and smile at them.
Five years ago, the light completely left her. Cecilia, who could no longer see, effortlessly brought Gou Liang back to his room.
No one knew when she started to serve in the castle, but no one was more familiar with every corner of the castle than she was. She accurately picked out Gou Liang's clothes from the cloakroom and placed them in the bathroom without using anyone else's help.
"Poor child."
Cecilia's dry and old hand touched Gou Liang's face. She squinted her eyes and lovingly said, "The Duke doesn't like to wait. Young Master, you have to hurry. You're not allowed to play with water, okay?"
Gou Liang obediently agreed.
After Cecilia left, Gou Liang simply washed up. When he passed by the mirror, Yan Gou Liang habitually glanced at himself.
Before he could look away, the "Gou Liang" in the mirror suddenly came to life and rushed towards him.
"Who are you?! Why did you take my body? Let me out! Give me back my body! "
Gou Liang was startled. Seeing that he was blocked by the mirror and could not rush out, he was relieved. At the same time, he knocked his forehead with a headache.
[Xiao Si, hasn't the Main System given a solution yet?]
This was simply a midnight alarm. Can't you play properly?!
[Dear Master, please bear with it for the time being. The Main System has activated the emergency mode and isolated the host's soul from the current world. As long as the people related to your soul do not determine that you are not the real person, there is no danger of being kicked out of the mission world.]
[Since he is isolated, what is going on?]
Gou Liang looked at the person in the mirror who was still madly slapping the mirror and shouting at him — Les Alex.
Yes, three days ago, when Gou Liang was transmitted here, the host who should have been killed by dark magic … suddenly came back to life.
Not only that, his soul also had two completely different memories.
— He was a reborn person.
In a certain world cycle, Les, who should have been killed by his jealous brother Jetton when he was seventeen years old, luckily survived and recovered his mind. Naively, he immediately sought Alex's help, hoping that he could protect him and punish Jetton.
But he did not expect that Alex would betray him.
He had handed Ry over to Jaden and put him through his paces.
In just one year, the most violent and unbearable side of the world was imposed on him. He was reduced to the lowest level of slave, whipped, insulted, vented his anger, and amused.
He did not understand why. Why did his most trusted and beloved foster father treat him like this? Was it just because Jetton was his biological son, and he was just a lowly person born from his mother's affair with someone else?
What about the seventeen years of love and care?
Or maybe it was really like what Jetton said, that he was just using him to take revenge on his biological mother for her infidelity?
He learned to hate. He resented Alex, resented Jetton, and resented the world.
His soul was contaminated by darkness, and the light magic that had been restored failed again. Losing the ability to heal himself, Les finally died in pain from the vicious whipping.
When he was on the verge of death, Alex finally came.
He squatted in front of him, his fingers casually pinching Les' chin, looking down at his dying eyes full of hatred and turbid.
Alex smiled.
— Les lived by his side for seventeen years, and it was the first time he saw him smile like this. It was faint, but very happy.
And it was the truth.
Alex appreciated his embarrassment and said with a voice full of laughter, "I wanted to wait until you became an adult, but I didn't expect you to give up on yourself first."
"My great God of Light, how does it feel to be humiliated by a believer who kisses your instep? What a pity, if you could hold on for another two days, you would have recovered your memory. I really want to see your expression at that time. But it doesn't matter, no matter where you hide, I will find you. "
"I look forward to our next meeting, dear God of Light."
These were the last words Les heard before he died.
Although he still didn't understand why, it was enough for him to confirm that no one in this castle was worthy of his trust. The love and care he thought he had was all an illusion.
He didn't want to experience that kind of life again, he had to leave here!
"This is hell! Alex is the devil, he is the devil! Give me back my body, I want to escape here, let me out! "
Panic and anger made Les' face distort, and he no longer had the elegance and calmness of a noble youth and the naivety of a fool.
He roared at Gou Liang, his voice was shrill and unpleasant to hear. Gou Liang quickly walked away from the mirror, and his ears were finally clear.
[No. 00401, please note, the host soul body contains the current world's origin energy, it cannot be removed or frozen, please act with caution.]
The main system's response … … Alright, it was completely within Gou Liang's expectations.
Outside the door, Chris knocked on the door and said, "Young master, the duke asked me to take you to the dining room."
It was clear that Alex's patience was about to run out.
Gou Liang quickly put on his clothes. Alex didn't allow others to touch the original body. Even if the original body had become a fool who had difficulty taking care of himself, he still used his greatest patience to teach him the correct way to put on clothes.
When Gou Liang stepped into the dining room, he attracted everyone's attention without exception.
He had changed his clothes, but they were still as gorgeous and noble, without a speck of dust.
Jetton's eyes flashed with a trace of jealousy. All of this should belong to him, and not this bastard with an unknown father! He, Jetton, was the son of Great Magus Alex. This castle, the good life, the father's favoritism, and the respect the son of a Great Magus deserved, all of this should have been his!
But why!
His father clearly knew that he had been betrayed by that woman, Les' existence was the living proof. Why was it that when he returned to his father's side, his father always turned a blind eye to him and still loved this fool so much?
His father was even willing to give his name to Les as a surname!
But he still used the name he used when he was a slave, continuing to be an inferior person without a surname. He was ridiculed by his friends in the circle of nobles.
He didn't understand! He hated!
He hated that dead woman and hated Les even more.
If it wasn't for that scheming woman, his mother wouldn't have been driven out of the castle and wouldn't have died alone during childbirth. And he wouldn't have become the lowest slave, bought and sold at will, bullied at will, and only returned to his father's side after fifteen years.
Whenever he thought of these past events, Jetton hated that he couldn't kill Les.
Three days ago, when Alex left the castle to attend a banquet, he finally had the chance to make a move against Les.
Jetton wasn't an ordinary slave without magic. On the contrary, he was born with magic, and it was dark magic with great destructive power.
His bitter life taught him to be cautious. Dark magic was feared by the world, but it was also spurned. If his magic skills were exposed, what awaited him was only to be tied up in front of the Holy See and burned alive. Therefore, Jetton had been hiding it very well. Even Alex, who was a Great Magus, hadn't discovered his magic talent until now.
But he didn't expect Les to be so lucky, to actually survive the attack of his intermediate dark magic.
This wasn't the first time Jetton tried to kill Les. Not long after he returned to the castle, he used beginner dark magic to curse Les.
He succeeded.
As he wished, Les was deprived of magic and intelligence, becoming a magically useless fool.
But the result was completely different from what he had imagined. Alex didn't dislike Les because of this, instead he valued him more and ignored him even more.
Thinking of this, Jetton clenched his fists and his heart was full of killing intent. Next time, he definitely wouldn't be so lucky!
Seeing Chris look at him with malice, Jetton quickly withdrew his gaze and said to Gou Liang with a smile: "Brother, it's been seven minutes since the meal time. According to the family rules, you have to copy the magic code seven hundred times. This time you made father wait for so long, you really should be punished. Your brother won't copy for you anymore. "
When he first came here, Jetton's methods were still too inexperienced.
He thought that he hid his dissatisfaction and hatred for the original owner very well. He thought that the people in the castle were deceived by his brotherly attitude, but in fact, he had already revealed his true colors.
However, Jetton was smart enough. It didn't take long for him to find out that he couldn't hide anything from Alex in the castle. But it was very strange. Whether it was his pranks or his false accusations against Les, Alex never cared. His attitude could even be said to be indulgent.
As a result, Jetton was no longer careful in his targeting of Les.
He had been testing Alex's bottom line. This time, he even dared to kill Les, so he had long become accustomed to this kind of trivial bullying.
With the IQ of the fool Les, he couldn't understand the subtext of these words, let alone refute. Only this time, he didn't smile foolishly at him like before, but instead stopped and looked at him.
It's him! Jetton!!
I want to kill him, let me kill him!
The isolated Les' soul became irritable, and the powerful negative soul power pierced Gou Liang's head until it hurt.
"Brother?"
Jetton looked over suspiciously. Could it be that the fool Les recovered?
Alex looked at Gou Liang and didn't find anything strange. He said: "Les, sit beside me."
Hearing his voice, the negative soul power suppressed by Gou Liang soared again.
Alex, this terrible demon …
Leave here, I want to leave here!
Don't go over, don't get close to him, don't!!
His shouts made Gou Liang's brain hurt as if it was put into a big bell and suffered a strong impact. He endured it with his strong willpower and smiled sweetly at Alex.
"It's the rose fish, my favorite. Thank you, Daddy! "
Gou Liang sat beside Alex, swallowed his saliva and withdrew his gaze from the rose fish. He looked at Alex pitifully and said: "Daddy, don't copy the magic code, okay? My hand, it hurts. "
Alex: "I forgot what I just said to you."
Gou Liang racked his brains to think. When Alex's smile became more and more dangerous, his eyes lit up, "Alex, Daddy is Alex, I remember!"
"Not bad."
Alex's praise made Gou Liang laugh foolishly. He didn't seem to realize that the man had avoided the question of not being punished and happily started eating.
Unexpectedly, when he raised the spoon, a pair of eyes full of hatred suddenly appeared in the silver spoon.
Spiritual Form Rye: Who the hell are you? What's your goal?
Gou Liang's heart was stifled. Alex was so sharp that he noticed the moment Gou Liang paused.
Gou Liang's expression didn't change as he handed the spoon to him and asked: "Daddy, did you hear it speak?"
Alex paused and glanced at the spoon. He didn't notice any magic attached to it, so he asked Gou Liang with a serious face: "What did you hear?"
Gou Liang put the spoon in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. He shook it and then said doubtfully: "He just asked me who I was. But now he's not talking. "
Gou Liang watched with satisfaction as Les hid back into the shield in fear. He closed his mouth and pretended to be annoyed. Seeing that Alex was too lazy to answer his unconstrained question, he focused on eating.
Night fell.
Gou Liang appeared in Alex's bedroom in a lace nightgown.