Servant's wish

For those in love, darkness sometimes gives them courage.Amaury drove home with his master, and the blush on his face hadn't dissipated.Thinking of the reckless kiss just now, he was also very ashamed.In the dark box, the atmosphere was so good that he strongly felt that not doing anything was a cruel betrayal of time.

Matisse, who was driving ahead, glanced coldly at the rearview mirror, only seeing half of Amaury's shoulder.But the pheromones of two people entangled in the car are very telling.Everything is going according to plan and Edgar is in love with Amaury much more than he's showing, which is for the best.He could already foresee their fate of heartbreak in the future.

But at the moment, Matisse gripped the steering wheel tightly. What he didn't expect was that he was also tempted by Amaury.He's trying to convince himself that what he's doing is right in the enduring struggle for freedom.

Amaury went to the laundry to take out the washed shirt, and the fresh scent of laundry detergent was mixed with a hint of Alpha pheromone.Amaury took out a shirt and spread it on the ironing board. He found something in his chest pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a piece of wrinkled chocolate tin foil, which was the same as the one he gave himself every time. are of the same kind.

For a moment, he had a rebellious idea, wanting to take the tin foil for himself, but he quickly regained his senses, and didn't make his own claim. He just spread out the tin foil and put it back neatly in the chest pocket of his shirt.

There were footsteps in the corridor, Amaury looked up, it was Matisse.

"We shouldn't be alone together, and you shouldn't be here at this time, go away!"

"Listen to me!" Mattis grabbed Amaury's wrist and was wrenched away.

"I can listen to you, don't touch me." Mattis let go of him, with cloudy eyes rolling.

"There are people from me among the attendants, and they have all been dismissed by me." Amaury nodded, "What do you want to say?"

"Amori, the first time I saw you, I knew that you were different from the other servants, you were the same kind of person as us. You have courage, which is exactly what our cause needs most..."

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Amaury looked at Matisse with wide eyes in panic. "Stop talking! I'll just pretend I haven't heard anything, and I won't tell the master, but you can't..."

Mattis grabs Amaury by the shoulders. "I can understand that you can't accept it for a while. But we don't have time. The Allied forces are planning a large-scale counter-offensive. Think about the servants who suffered like you, Amaury, we are all the same people, why should the nobles The class can dispose of you as property?" Although he was mentally prepared, Amaury gasped when he heard the word "Confederate Army", and covered his mouth with one hand.

"Amori, think about it carefully. Although the master loves you very much now, how long can this unsecured love last? Think about his wife! Amori! Hules will come in next month, What are you then? In front of the mistress, do you expect your good master to take sides with you? Don't be naive Amaury, you and I both know that's impossible, listen to brother before you fall into it If so, you must be rational, don't fall in love with him easily, and provide us with information. When the counterattack is successful, Halewood Manor will be destroyed. At that time, you will be the hero of the new world, and you will be punished by thousands of people because of you. Admiration of servants who have done good deeds and liberated!"

Amory trembled all over, "I, I don't know, don't force me! You, you let me think, let me think..."

He put away the ironed clothes and hurried back to his room, with his back against the door, his heart still beating wildly.He had just heard some shocking remarks, which made him feel scared. The 13 years of servant education made him used to treating himself as property, as a tool without thinking. They have a compulsory course, the teaching content is how to serve the mistress and reduce the master’s burden caused by having a child with the master. mother's resentment.They can only hope that the mistress will be kind and make their life easier after pregnancy.Amaury never dared to have any idea of ​​replacing it, but now that Matisse mentioned it, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable imagining the wedding of Edgar and Jules.

He calmed down, walked out of the room again, and met the butler Robin head-on.He bowed his head and waited for Robin to pass by. Robin walked in front of him and seemed to stop for a moment. He clutched his clothes nervously.When Robin passed by, Amaury hurried back to his post.

The day before the wedding.

Edgar held a reception at home as Edgar's farewell bachelor party, but the people invited were all important figures in the upper class of the empire.Even the farewell bachelor party has become a political event because he is going to marry the king's favorite omega adopted son, Hules.

The servants entered in a file, trying to reduce their sense of presence, and Edgar spotted Amaury walking along the corner at a glance.A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he rubbed the cup with his index finger.The atmosphere of the reception was just right, the noble Omega gathered to talk about the new season's cosmetics and fashion.

This kind of reception usually brings a servant to serve each guest.While Amaury was pouring wine for Edgar, a servant next to him suddenly jumped up. His master obviously didn't mention that his servant would assassinate his boss on such an occasion, and he didn't panic. It's too late to stop.This caused the servant, holding a sharpened steak knife in his hand, to yell "For Freedom!" and rush at Edgar.

Amaury recognized the servant and said a few words to him when he was in the common room, asking him what he had for today's main course.

Amaury had never seen such a battle before. When he realized it, Edgar had fought back and forth with the assassin a few times. Amaury was too frightened to move. He was too close, and his movement might affect his master.

The servant saw that Edgar was trying to protect Amaury, so he moved closer to Amaury. With Edgar's skill, an Omega with only a steak knife as a weapon and no fighting experience, he could have subdued him instantly, but With Amaury by his side, he was too afraid of Amaury getting hurt.

The servant failed with a single blow, and already knew that he would die. Seeing that Edgar cared so much about the Omega servant beside him, he gave up attacking Edgar in anger and stabbed directly at Amaury.Edgar only had time to hug Amaury and dodge to the side. The sword slashed across Edgar's arm, leaving a deep gash, and blood gushed out in an instant, and the Alpha pheromone that came out was captured by Amori. Morrie inhaled, straight to the forehead.All the strength in Amaury's body was drained immediately, and he leaned limply in Edgar's arms.

After hugging Amaury, Edgar snatched the steak knife, stabbed the servant in front of him mercilessly in the neck, accurately cut the main artery, and blocked Amaury's wound with one hand before the blood rushed out. Eyes, Amaury could only feel the warm blood splashing on his face, he touched his mouth tremblingly, and his hands were also stained with blood.

Edgar's voice rang in his ears, "Don't be afraid", this voice was like rich dark chocolate, making Omega's body go limp again.He knew that he was the only one who heard his master's comforting voice.The owner's embrace is also very warm.Amaury wanted to rub his master's arm, but he didn't dare to do so in full view, and just let the master hold him tremblingly.

Edgar felt his trembling, felt in his pocket with the other hand, and quietly stuffed a piece of chocolate into Amaury's mouth.

Edgar let go of Amaury after the blood on the scene was cleaned up. Amaury quickly knelt down, but he was not particularly afraid.He had heard from other servants that it was unforgivable for the master to injure a servant because of it, and if it was serious, they would be killed directly.But he felt that his master was very different from those ruthless Alphas, and he would definitely not hurt himself.

"I'm so sorry for hurting my lord because of my fault!"

There were many people watching, including the king's eyes and ears. Edgar made him kneel for a while before letting him get up, and went to a room with him to treat the wound.This kind of scratch was nothing to Edgar, but he let Amaury carefully apply a layer of healing agent.The light blue fluid forms a protective film over the wound.The wound healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Edgar pulled Amaury, who was still in shock, into his arms, and rubbed his chin on his hair.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Amaury looked up at him worriedly.For the first time, Amaury became clearly aware of his predicament.If you don't want to expose Mattis, you can't tell Edgar the Confederate plan, but if you don't tell him, he may be injured by the Confederate assassination.

"Is there any news from the Confederate Army recently? I...I don't want you to be hurt." Amaury's focused eyes made Edgar feel a bit hot.

"I won't get hurt, you don't have to think about anything. No matter what anyone tells you, I'm sure about the Allied forces, so don't worry." Edgar held him in his arms and refused to let go.Amaury didn't struggle, and meekly found a comfortable position to nest in Edgar's arms.

"You're getting married tomorrow," said Amaury softly.

Edgar helped Amaury up, holding his face in both hands, and their breaths were entangled.

"I love you..." Edgar's soft voice sounded like a sigh.