With his head bowed and eyes darting, Gelfant saw a handsome man with a rapier, stabbing and killing soldiers as he made his way, bloodied, to the lion-like blond man: "Alec..."
No!
Gelfant screamed in his heart, but everything still followed the script. A knight struck his knee, and he knelt. Another knight raised an axe, severing his head. That was his father, who had died in battle when he was six! Two soldiers brought a white-haired old man before Alec, forcing him to his knees, the cold sword raised high and then fell! This was his grandfather.
A drop of blood fell on Gelfant's face, his nails pierced the flesh, and his palms were stained red with blood. Gelfant trembled all over, shouting in his heart: The Garcia family, they all deserved to die! A woman was crying loudly, dragged to the side by a knight... The woman lay there in tatters, impaled by a spear, held aloft. That was his mother. The cold blade slid across the old man's neck, the old butler.
Finally! The large spearhead pressed against Gelfant's chin, forcing him to look up. "He's afraid," the witch-like woman next to Alec said. Alec stared expressionlessly into Gelfant's eyes: "No, he's filled with hatred." The spearhead lunged out, and blood blossomed. Gelfant fell onto the cold muddy ground, his eyes lifelessly watching countless large feet pass before him.
No, it shouldn't be this way. The script wasn't supposed to go like this. They were supposed to spare me, raise me as a puppet. But why...
His vision darkened. All he remembered was a pair of bright eyes staring at him. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the ugly face of the Blood Bat. "Ah! You're awake," the Blood Bat said with a smirk. Gelfant looked down to see that his lower body had been amputated, and he had been turned into a spider. Gelfant looked up in confusion as the Blood Bat said excitedly, "Ha ha ha, the surgery was a success. Are you happy, kid?"
Veins bulged on his forehead. Gelfant's anger was uncontrollable, but the feeling of weakness always lingered throughout his body. "Don't move around, kid," the Blood Bat said, patting his shoulder with a smile, his eyes as if seeing through him: "The surgery has just been completed. Right now, even moving is a problem for you." After speaking, the Blood Bat returned to his experimental table and started to busy himself with a "clang and clang."
...
Reincarnation, constant reincarnation. Gelfant was already numb and began to doubt himself. Am I really me? Is this world real? Perhaps all of these are just a dream of mine, and when I wake up, all of these will disappear. Or maybe they are all real, just different worlds of me. Intertwined again and again, colliding again and again, Gelfant's view of life was completely changed.
"You're finally awake."
A gentle voice sounded in his ear, and Gelfant opened his eyes to see Afra's gentle smile. Gelfant then realized that he was lying on the bed with the broken ropes next to him. Afra was relieved in his heart. With the gradual numbness, the mana feedback from the fear spell became less and less, and now it was almost unbearable. However, it was finally successful.
Is this real? Gelfant's first doubt in his heart. Afra looked at Gelfant's face, her expression suddenly turning sad, and Gelfant couldn't help frowning. They seemed to be enemies.
"I'm sorry!" Afra threw himself on Gelfant, his shoulders shaking, and the moisture wetted Gelfant's chest: "They ** you is enough, but they actually changed you from a girl to a boy, which is too cruel."
A bolt from the blue, Gelfant's eyes became confused. I am a girl and was **ed. Unconsciously, Gelfant began to believe in Afra. At least, this script was completely different from those scripts. Afra held Gelfant's face, and the tears fell on him: "Poor child, it's not scared silly, is it?"
...
"I'm Afra, don't you know me?" Speaking, Afra frowned, tightly grasped Gelfant's shoulders, and his lips trembled slightly: "They must have used thought confusion on you, damn Blood Bat, actually using such an evil spell."
Thought confusion, magic, could this be the reason for this series of things. Recalling all kinds of things, he found that he had a submissive psychology towards the Blood Bat, but for the woman in front of him who called herself Afra, he was extremely hostile and wanted to chop her to pieces. That's right, maybe this is what the other party wants. Let oneself submit to the Blood Bat, and then kill this woman. Therefore, the woman in front of her is likely to be on the same side as herself. Of course, it is also possible that this woman is her own enemy.
Gelfant sat up and found that one wrist and the other elbow had dislocated. Afra quickly reached out, grabbed his arm, and helped him put the bone back. Gelfant suddenly exerted force, pinched Afra's throat, and pinned Afra against the wall. Afra's face turned red, and her face was full of pain, but her eyes were sad when she looked at Gelfant. Gelfant's heart throbbed, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"
"I'm your brother, Afra!"
Brother, another bolt from the blue. I don't read much, don't cheat me, there are still two pieces of fat on the chest, but say it's my brother. Afra's face was full of indignation: "That guy is a pervert." After speaking, she stared straight into Gelfant's eyes and said softly, "My sister, now that pervert thinks he has subdued you, and the people outside won't stop you. Whether you believe me or not, please listen to me, kill me, pretend to be indifferent to go out, then go, go as far as possible, and never come back."
Gelfant's heart trembled, and he dropped his hand. Afra knelt on the ground, bent over, covered his neck, and coughed hard. Gelfant's mood was complicated. He picked up the dagger on the ground, inserted it into his waist, and opened the door. A soldier at the door saw Afra covering his neck and coughing, and his face showed a expression of understanding, not knowing what he was thinking.
After going out of the door and turning his head, his complicated look fell on Afra through the door that was closing slowly. With a sharp sound, the sharp blade penetrated the gap exposed on the armor and entered the flesh. The dagger bent and popped out, and the wound instantly tore and expanded. Blood splashed, and in the eyes of other soldiers and a knight, a cloud of blood mist exploded, and the silver light was vertical and horizontal.
The door was rudely opened, and Gelfant rushed in with a bloody smell. He pulled Afra up and said to the stunned Afra, "Brother, let's go, I'll take you out." The two rushed out of the door and through the corridor. A small figure suddenly rushed up, and the dagger was inserted into Gelfant's lower back. In an instant, a small sword tip emerged from his abdomen. He looked down at Avril, then turned his head to look at Afra, and suddenly realized.
"You lied to me." Gelfant was furious. Afra's heart collapsed: "I..." Just saying a word, she had already started moving. A cloud of blood mist exploded, and Gelfant appeared about ten yards away from Afra. And the sword in his hand was gone, falling into Afra's hand. As for Avril, he had been knocked out and fainted in the corner.