Personality V: I will save everything

"That damn bastard, I must kill him with my own hands today!!!"

With a roar, Frederick's angry voice resounded throughout the room as if it was about to break through the roof.

Just after the wonderful performance came to an end, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Sister Natasha's heartbreaking face.

The beautiful face, which should have been embellished with exquisite makeup, was now covered with tear marks. That was not an effect that could be created by any makeup technique, but the shocking marks left by real tears and eye shadow blending together and flowing down.

Seeing this scene, Frederick's heart tightened instantly.

It’s easy to guess what kind of unbearable and hurtful words that abominable clown had said to Sister Natasha before this.

The rage burned fiercely in his heart, making him like a volcano about to erupt, full of endless explosive power and destructive power.

At this moment, Frederick had completely lost his mind. His eyes were red, veins on his forehead were bulging, and he kept cursing. He took big strides and rushed towards the clown. It seemed that he really intended to kill the other party.

However, Mike and Muro, who were standing by, saw this and rushed forward quickly, holding Frederick's arms tightly on the left and right, trying their best to stop him from acting impulsively to avoid a disaster.

"Calm down, Frederick! If you rush over like this, you will only die in vain!" Mike shouted while pulling Frederick hard.

"Yeah, don't do anything stupid, let's take a long-term view first!" Muro also echoed.

Although the two tried their best to calm Frederick, he was already so angry that he lost his ability to think. He only wanted to settle the score with the clown and would not listen to any advice.

He struggled hard, trying to break free from Mike and Muro, and kept shouting, "Let me go! Let me kill that beast!"

"Okay, okay! Dear Frederick, don't be so excited. I'm really not angry at all." Natasha whispered to comfort him while gently holding Frederick's arm.

However, Valletta on the other side quickly echoed: "That's right, Frederick, can you calm down first? Things may not be as bad as you think." She looked anxiously at the man in front of her who was out of control, praying secretly in her heart that he would regain his sanity as soon as possible.

However, Frederick was completely unwilling to listen to their advice. His eyes were red, veins popped out on his forehead, and he kept roaring like an enraged beast that was determined to tear a piece of flesh off the clown.

The whole scene suddenly became extremely chaotic. People stopped to watch and whispered about this sudden farce.

Some people looked surprised and felt incredible about Frederick's crazy behavior; others shook their heads and sighed, as if they thought it was just a meaningless quarrel.

So where did Joke go at this moment?

This is really a curious question!

Haha.....But, I can say that if there is anyone in this world who can control our hot-tempered Frederick, it must be that person......................

Sure enough, it turned out that it was this guy Jack who invited all the owners of the manor over.

The owner of the manor walked towards Frederick step by step with steady and slow steps.

His shadow was elongated by the sunlight and projected onto the ground, as if carrying an invisible pressure.

Finally, the owner of the manor stopped in front of Frederick.

He bent down slightly, with an extremely gentle smile on his face, and whispered to Frederick:

"Frederick, my dear child, do you remember what I told you before? Sometimes, even if our hearts are full of anger and dissatisfaction, we must learn to control our emotions and be patient and restrained. Only in this way can we become a truly cultured and magnanimous person."

As he spoke, the owner of the manor slowly raised his right hand, his movement as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake.

He carefully reached his hand over Frederick's head, then gently lowered it and began to stroke Frederick's little head.

Oh my! Look at this little guy's hair. It feels so good to touch! The fine hair is fluffy and soft, just like the fur on a kitten's body, smooth and soft.

When you move your fingers between them, you can seem to feel a warm air flow through your fingertips, making you want to touch it a few more times.

Sure enough, even though Frederick's heart was burning with rage as if it was going to set the whole world on fire, when he stood in front of the majestic owner of the manor, he tried his best to suppress his inner anger and tried to behave docilely and well-behaved.

I saw him biting his lips, his cheeks slightly puffed up, his eyes wide open, revealing a bit of unwillingness and anger.

However, he finally suppressed his emotions and said in a trembling voice: "I understand..." Although there was obviously a hint of dissatisfaction in his words, it was much more restrained compared to his previous rage.

Then, as if to defend himself, Frederick added: "I'm just too angry!" As he spoke, he stomped his feet hard, as if this could vent his anger.

At this time, Mike and Muro, who had been nervously watching the development of the situation, saw that Frederick gradually calmed down. They both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and their tense nerves finally relaxed.

Then they slowly loosened their hands that had been tightly holding Frederick's arms.

"Good boy~Good boy~"

I continued to touch Frederick's head as if I were coaxing a child.

At this tense moment, a sudden and unusually loud voice unexpectedly interrupted the originally slightly stagnant atmosphere.

"Wow!" This exclamation was like a flash of lightning that cuts through the night sky, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw the strong, bearded striker with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open enough to fit an egg. His sturdy finger was pointed directly at Mrs. Beth, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret, and he stammered:

"I...I suddenly feel that...Mrs. Bess, you are quite amazing!"

For a moment, the whole scene became silent, and everyone was shocked by the striker's astonishing words.

After a long while, people finally came back to their senses. Some people secretly felt lucky that this young man had broken the deadlock, while others could not help but frown, worrying about how things would develop next.

Mrs. Bess was also slightly startled at this moment, but she quickly regained her composure. She turned her head gracefully and looked at the forward with a smile, revealing a subtle cunning in her eyes.

She gently stroked the hair by her ears, and then responded in a slightly reproachful but friendly tone: "Oh, look at you, kid, why are you so startled? But I'm still very happy to receive your praise~"

At the same time, someone in the crowd secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Yes, they almost forgot that there were more than just them here.

Fortunately, the conversation just now did not reveal too much important information, especially that guy Frederick, who at least did not directly shout out the word "manor owner" in front of Mrs. Bess.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but feel a little scared. If such a situation really happened, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Since the situation is temporarily stable, let's just play along and continue with what we just said.

So, I adjusted my facial expression slightly without leaving any trace. My originally tense muscles gradually relaxed, and the corners of my mouth began to slowly rise, outlining a perfect arc.

At the same time, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a light that seemed gentle but actually concealed a mystery.

"I'm so sorry to have embarrassed you all. I just said this subconsciously... After all, many of the people here were brought up by me..."

"That's right," Mike said immediately, his voice as gentle as the spring breeze, "Mrs. Beth has always been very caring towards us younger generations, just like treating her own children. So sometimes when she speaks, it's inevitable that she will use an elder's tone, which is also human nature."

After saying this, he cast a look full of respect and gratitude towards Mrs. Bess.

"That's it. I'm so sorry to have embarrassed you all." I gently placed my palm next to my mouth, smiled, and performed a very common lady's etiquette of covering my mouth.

Although this explanation feels strange, there is nothing wrong with what Mrs. Beth said. After all, before Mrs. Beth came here, people from another world said that many of them came to the manor when they were young...

Mrs. Bess... wouldn't she just be a nanny or wet nurse taking care of the children in their manor?

Although this explanation seems very strange, in a sense, it may... just maybe... it is really possible!

If Mrs. Bess was a non-human created by their "landlord" to take care of children, then the fact that she looked so young but was actually a grandmother seemed to explain this.

After all, the life span of humans cannot be compared with that of monsters...

Thinking of this, the lawyer took a deep breath and decided to try it carefully.

If the bold guess in his mind is correct, then many things that were previously incredible and incomprehensible can be reasonably explained......

The lawyer adjusted his posture slightly and looked straight at Mrs. Bess who was standing opposite him.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said slowly: "Mrs. Bess, please forgive me for being so presumptuous, I just want to ask you a very important question..."

At this point, the lawyer paused involuntarily, as if he was making a final struggle and weighing of the pros and cons in his heart.

However, just a moment later, he still mustered up the courage and resolutely asked the question that shocked everyone present - "Are you a human being?"

As soon as the words fell, the whole room fell into silence, as if time had frozen. Everyone held their breath, waiting for Mrs. Beth to give an answer.

But Mrs. Bess seemed unusually calm at this time. She was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Then, two words came out of her mouth lightly:

"No."

The answer was so crisp and clear, without any hesitation, as if it was simply a response to the question, without any emotional fluctuations in it.

Surprisingly, when Mrs. Bess admitted with her own mouth that she was not human, the smile on her face was still as gentle and moving as before, her eyes were still full of tenderness and affection, and the whole person still looked so amiable and full of maternal love.

But for some reason, even though her appearance at this moment was exactly the same as when she first admitted her identity, and not even the slightest change had occurred, the moment everyone present learned the truth, deep in their hearts they could not help but feel an urge to immediately stay away from her.

After all, having a guess in your mind is one thing, but hearing the other party admit it in person is another.

Now, let alone people like the lawyer who already had doubts about Mrs. Bess; even people like the forward who originally had a good impression of her couldn't help but take two steps back.

"What's wrong? Just because you found out that she is not human, you start to be afraid of her?" Frederick crossed his arms in front of his chest, with a hint of obvious contempt in his eyes, and glanced coldly at everyone present.

For a moment, the scene fell into silence, and no one dared to speak easily. The forward who was questioned seemed a little at a loss, and he stammered to explain: "No... It's not like that... I just..."

However, when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to continue, because at that moment, when he learned the true identity of Mrs. Bess, an indescribable fear surged in his heart.

After a slight hesitation, the forward raised his head again and cautiously cast his gaze towards Mrs. Bess.

At this time, Mrs. Beth seemed to have noticed his gaze. She had a gentle smile on her face, and that smile was as warm as the spring breeze, as if silently telling the forward that there was no need to feel uneasy or guilty about it.