How much time has passed?
Snap, snap, snap.
I perked up my ears when I heard the latch release. As usual, it was not heard from the lower opening, not the rice mouth.
The whole door is open.
Get me off sitting there dumbly
My uncle, who couldn't stand looking at it, came over with a dissatisfied look.
I walked without making any noise, and the poor warehouse floor creaked with every step my uncle took.
I looked at my aunt, who was smiling so hard that her mouth was trembling, and at my uncle, whose cold eyes were shining.
Then, I laughed so hard.
"Aunt, Wai Shuai Pu! (Aunt, Uncle)"
To escape, the most important thing is to lower your guard.
I stood up and bowed politely.
"Let's see."
Bai Jue's eyes sparkled cunningly, looking helpless and trying his best to please.
Is this a good fit?
"Follow me."
"What?"
"Your residence has changed."
"Qiao, Qiao...!"
What is a change of residence for children? Change of residence.
That's what I was thinking, but I nodded with tears in my eyes. Then he covered the raised corners of his mouth and pretended to cry.
At least I can act better than my aunt.
That day, I received decent clothes and a bedroom for the first time.
Although the room was still very shabby, it was luxurious compared to the warehouse he had been locked in.
But there was carpet on the floor, and there was a bed. My joints were not sore from the cold, nor were my feet pricked by tree thorns when walking.
The original plan was to go to dinner and sit beside my aunt, but I stayed in my room at night.
Because I always refused to come to the maids who came to me to clear my name, causing a commotion.
"Poetry!!!!" Don't move!!!! (Don't, don't move!)"
She went crazy and was about to bite a maid, but her aunt said, "Don't worry about it."
"An acclimation period to the beast
Give you liver. "
Count Évron also said angrily.
I could sit alone in this deserted bedroom thanks to the rapt performance.
"Very good."
I was fiddling with a beautiful yellow dress, all dirty.
First of all, this is happening in my third dream. It was so similar to a dream that I was almost confused.
"After a while, will the maids bring food like in the dream?" Then, I should fool around and treat the maids as enemies. "
My heart was pounding.
I feel restless and anxious.
He believed that only those who wore expensive clothes could talk to the Grand Duke, so he was very quiet when changing clothes. If you look like a civilian, you're not going at all.
If this doesn't work, like in the third dream, you can sell it at a pawn shop.
High.
The pawn shop in the back alley didn't ask me why, nor did it try to catch me doing bad things.
Although I discovered the place by accident in my dream, a large Satanic symbol is on the wall of that pawn shop.
So he silently bought me clothes,
Because my hair color is dark black, I feel like I'm the same.
"Although it's unclear... everything should be like a dream before escaping." It must be. "
There is only one chance to escape from the house. I can't miss it.
Then I should look pathetic enough.
Although he is a terrible demon prince who can destroy the world, he will not kick a poor child easily.
In the dream, Dad already knew I was his daughter.
I don't know when I started to know, and I know now whether I won't come to pick him up. No matter what, you won't turn a blind eye when you see this black hair.
Because this hair color is the 'evidence.'
This is evidence that the devil's blood flows. Your eyes are the same color,
'So we should demand alimony that should be paid but is not given! '
I will raise myself, and the child support should be collected by me, not by my aunt.
"Goat milk beep."
"Yaang Yubi."
I kept swaying as I tried to figure out the pronunciation of "alimony."
That's when.
"Eat."
The door opened without knocking.
It's the maid I almost bit on the arm just now.
From how he held the food and put it down, he could feel the anger suppressing his body.
The maid made a careless move, raised the corners of her blue lips, and forced a smile.
I was a little surprised but kept my cool.
'Wisdom passes like a dream! '
That maid always torments me in my dreams.
Serve them fancy-looking but cold meals, or fill bowls with water to make white soup. He bullied me like that in a surveillance role.
"As expected."
I stared at the steaming pieces of meat, and I didn't know what they were.
The smell was so bad that I immediately felt like vomiting.
Mold stuck together, and maggots crawled on the ground.
The bowl of hot-looking red soup next to me didn't have any dry ingredients in it.
Maybe it was boiled with spices and water, so my nose was spicy.
Neither food is suitable for a five-year-old.
Besides, nothing can be taken for granted next to it. The maid didn't bring me a spoon, fork, or knife.
You shall eat it with your hands, for it is an unlearned beast,
"If I eat this, I'll have diarrhea for days. You can never escape it."
So bad, so bad.
Often, children have only two choices when bullied and oppressed by adults.
"eat" and "forced to eat."
"But in the third dream, I didn't eat this."
Instead, he punched the maid.
I opened my mouth, looking innocent.
"That, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe."
"Yes, Miss, you have to eat it yourself."
"Poetry. If you don't leave me alone, I will haunt you."
All the power of this family is in the hands of the Count. The count wants to take advantage of me.
You don't want to do anything to offend me right now.
The maid sighed deeply and tried to turn away.
"Well, please wait a moment. I'm going to go out and get a fork and a knife. I think I know what those are."
"Poetry. Fuck you."
Do I have a bad personality?
Maybe so.
As I talked, it was like a third dream. I was not afraid but was becoming increasingly confident.
"Miss, that's my hand."
Perhaps because she thought I was being pretentious, the maid sighed deeply and replied impatiently.
"He said, Grondy innisniromog,"
"That, that I forgot...
"Then you've made a mess."
I looked directly at the hesitant maid.
The maid looked into my scarlet eyes
I shivered.
"You'll be damned."
I have said something like that.
I spat out word for word to such a maid.
"Get out. Knock on the door and get your paw."
"What did you say? Miss, how long will it take...!"
"Ilko."
boom.
I'm ready to complain
Well? Yes, I have.
Count Everland will come here to see the situation in a while.
I have to take advantage of it.
"This, this] horse...I'm afraid someone will say that I'm not the seed of a devil...!"
"Well, Byroni Yiyiyi!"
The maid covered my mouth to stop me from screaming.
It was not the count or my aunt's orders that abused me, but your own
It's a testament to what he did.
I looked at the chirping maid and smiled. Then he pointed at a piece of meat and ordered.
"If it's sour, steam it."
Babies can rip out maid hands, too, that's all.
But the maid didn't obey my orders. Just looking at me motionless in that place.
'Yeah, you don't want to be ordered to live by a baby like a star. '
I fully understood the maid's mood and nodded. It will be very painful in the future, and you have to let him go slowly.
I am the daughter of the Saint and the Archduke of the Devil, and with a hearty tone, I fired the last shot to save this poor maid.
"You'll be fired."
Ah, because it's something I want to say; the pronunciation sounds nice.
The maid's expression suddenly turned rotten
Gone.
"No, miss!" Miss, you called me miss; the devil thought you did something. "
The maid threatened me with my ears.
"Do you think someone like you can continue to be treated like a girl?"
Of course not.
I do not sincerely believe I have ever been treated like a young lady, and I do not expect to be treated like one in the future.
So the maid has zero sense of threat! Rinse!
"Oh my God! The Count is coming here now!"
"What?"
At this time, the maid who was watching outside suddenly opened the door and rushed over.
Seeing the look, I immediately took a breath...
"Ah ah ah Ang!"
cried loudly.