Succubus' Manor

The civilians in the holy city began to think of ways to leave the holy city. They quietly sold their properties, and then gave the merchants in Stettin the road money, so that the merchants in Stettin would take them there.

The Crewe family is one of the people who sold their property. It stands to reason that their family should not move out in a hurry.

The heavy snow in winter did not crush their family's house, and they were not saints, and even for generations they had only listened to the royal family.

But now, they can no longer live in the holy city.

Many of their neighbors were taken away, some of them were taken away by guards while walking on the street.

After being captured, he never came back.

Spring has arrived, but food is still in short supply. The bark on the nearby mountains has been peeled off. If they want to stay in the holy city, they can only sell themselves and become slaves.

Of course the rich don't need it, but if they don't leave these commoners who don't have much money in their families, they will become slaves one day.

Crewe is the youngest son in the family, he also has a brother and a sister.

Neither sibling had yet married and hadn't moved out, and Crewe was allowed to leave behind a wooden figure—now his only toy.

Other things, as long as they are worth a little money, are packaged and sold by parents at the cheapest price.

What was once bought for twenty copper coins can only be sold for five copper coins when combined with a lot of other things.

This is also because the buyer used to have a good relationship with Crewe's father.

They just scraped together things like this, and together with the rest of the family savings, they made up enough travel expenses.

At least when they went to Stettin, the merchants would provide them with food and protection.

Crewe didn't want to leave the Holy City. He grew up in the Holy City. He was familiar with the streets and alleys near his home. All his friends were in the Holy City.

No matter how scary the adults describe the outside, in his opinion, Stettin, which he has never seen or been to, is more terrifying than the holy city.

"Dad, I want to go to Lily." Crewe leaned on the door frame, looking at his parents with pleading eyes.

He is the youngest child, his brothers and sisters are all grown up, and his parents have always loved him more, so there is nothing they can do about him.

The father glanced at Crewe, and said to the eldest son, "Go with him, come back before dark, remember not to take the road!"

After the eldest son drank a bowl of glutinous rice paste, he could only go with the younger brother.

After Crewe and his brother left home, Crewe whispered, "Lorka, I don't want to leave the Holy City."

His elder brother, Lorca, said: "Don't leave? If you stay for a while, the family can't even afford beans."

The grown-up Loka is not like Crewe, he knows what his family is doing, and he is more afraid of becoming a slave in the future than he is afraid of leaving the holy city where he grew up.

Crewe found that no matter what he said, he couldn't convince Lorca.

But he really didn't want to leave the holy city.

Lorca prided himself as an adult, and he didn't have much patience with his younger brother, who was still a child. He folded his hands and said, "Hurry up, you go and say hello to Lily, and we'll go back."

They went around several alleys and finally came to Lily's house.

Lily's family was much poorer than the Crewe's. Even if they sold everything they could sell like the Crewe's, they still couldn't make up for Stettin's travel expenses.

Crewe knocked on the door of Lily's house, and a woman's trembling voice came from inside: "Who?"

Crewe: "It's me, I'm here to find Lily."

The wooden door opened slowly, and what appeared in front of Crewe was a woman who was almost as thin as a skeleton. She wrapped her head in a tattered scarf, but judging from the exposed part, she should not have much hair. Gao, when she was not thin, her high nose bridge made her look energetic and capable, but now she looks very mean.

Crewe barely recognized Lily's mother, the carefree but warm Aunt Paulina.

"Aunt Paulina." Crewe was a little scared, and he couldn't help taking a step back when he greeted.

Polina showed him a smile, but this smile was not as warm and warm as before, it was a terrifying smile.

Crewe swallowed. He looked around the room, and finally saw Lily standing behind Paulina. Lily's beautiful little dress was gone, and she was wearing a washed-out white dress full of patches. With a white and round face, now her chin has become sharper and her complexion has become sallow. She is no longer the cute and beautiful little girl Crewe is familiar with.

Lily looked at him timidly, pinching the corner of her skirt with tears in her eyes.

But Polina strode over and pulled Lily over forcefully.

She pushed Lily down beside Crewe, and stared at Crewe with almost green eyes.

"Take her away." Paulina made a "plop" and knelt down for the little boy Crewe. She was as thin as a bone, but the hand holding Lily's wrist was full of strength, "Crewe , Auntie, please, take Lily away."

Crewe felt that he couldn't accept all this, so he backed away in a panic, but Paulina suddenly stood up, dragged Lily to stop him, and she grabbed Crewe's clothes like a life-saving straw: "Lily! His father was taken away, he can't come back, I know your family sold a lot of things, you are leaving the Holy City, right?! Right!!"

Crewe was trembling with fear, his legs were trembling—Aunt Paulina was no longer human, she was like a ghost crawling out of the abyss.

Lily was forcefully dragged to his side by her.

"Take Lily away," said Paulina. "She's a beautiful little girl, take her away, and she will give you a beautiful baby when she grows up."

Crewe went crazy with fright: "No, no, Aunt Paulina! I'm not going to..."

Paulina grabbed Crewe's wrist tightly: "Take her away!! Take her away!!"

Crewe shook his head frantically: "I don't want to go..."

Polina pushed Lily into Crewe's arms. The thin girl had no room to resist. Since her father was taken away by the guards, her mother seemed to be a different person. The things in the house, her toys and clothes, all disappeared.

But the disappearing things did not bring any food back, and they could only eat a little dry beans every day.

Now... is mom even going to send her out?

Paulina knelt on the ground, grabbed Crewe's shoulders with both hands, and stared into Crewe's eyes: "Save her... Crewe, you are a good boy, save her..."

Crewe looked at Lily who was standing tremblingly beside him. Lily was so thin that only a pair of horrifying big eyes remained. Crewe swallowed, feeling a surge of courage from nowhere.

"I see." Crewe trembled, and slowly he stopped shaking. He tried to straighten his chest, "Aunt Paulina, I will take care of Lily."

Paulina grinned, and Crewe shook again.

Then Paulina pushed him and Lily out of the house together before he repented.

Lily stood at the door of the house, she turned to look at Crewe, and Crewe mustered up the courage to say, "Lily, I will take care of you."

But Lorca, who was waiting at the door, didn't want to take Lily back with him.

"Cru!" Loka frowned, "Let her go back."

Crewe stood in front of Lily: "No, I promised Aunt Paulina that I will take good care of her."

Luoka sneered: "How do you take care of her? What do you rely on to take care of her? If it weren't for our parents, we wouldn't even have the chance to go to Stettin. How can we afford to be alone?"

Crewe: "I can hide her in my luggage!"

Loka: "Crewe! Now is not the time for you to be willful!"

The more Loka objected, the more Crewe insisted: "It doesn't count if you say it, but it counts if your parents say it!"

After all, he was the youngest son. After a night of headaches, Crewe's parents decided to take Lily with him, not only because Crewe insisted, but also because they had received help from Lily's father.

They hid Lily in the luggage, as Crewe said, and Lily was going to curl up in a ball in the wooden cart.

To their relief, the businessman did not check carefully, and the businessman would only give them rations for four people after they set off.

This means that Lily's rations will be saved from their mouths.

Fortunately, Lily had already eaten the little bird's stomach, and a little bit of beans was enough to fill her up.

But there are only a few who successfully left the Holy City like the Crewe family.

More people can't afford the money given to merchants.

The number of people Chi Yan could accept was also limited. The civilians were desperate, and there were more robbers and thieves on the street.

The guards also caught more people.

Until the poor people gathered together finally broke into the home of a rich man in the middle of the night. They smashed the door of the rich man's house, broke in, and took away everything that could be eaten and valuables. Then a fire burned the house down.

The poor had disagreements because of the uneven distribution of spoils, and they fought in an alley not far from the crime scene.

When the guards heard the movement and ran over, there were more than a dozen corpses of poor people in the alley. Some of them still held a handful of wheat, but they couldn't find a bag of grain.

The rich were frightened, they bought more slaves, and even spent a lot of money to borrow "Knights" from the Queen.

But this still can't stop the weapons in the hands of the poor. Almost every day there is news that a rich family has been killed-but obviously the poor are not all in the same group. There is no need to be surprised, after all, some poor people only need food and don't kill themselves.

Sometimes Wright would take people out to fish in troubled waters, and gradually gathered a group of people.

When the number of people in the holy city was so small that even the queen in the palace found out, it was too late.

As the queen walked down the street, she could hardly believe that this was the Holy City.

There are no shops or hawkers on the street, no pedestrians on the road, and even a dead mouse is snatched by someone. The houses of the former rich households have become black and scorched ruins. The queen's eyes were a little dark, she turned to the maid and asked: " How is this going?"

The maid didn't know whether she was really stupid or fake, she raised her head and said, "Your Highness, those who don't listen to you are dead."

The maid smiled and said, "No one will oppose you in the future!"

The queen watched all this in a daze.

... What happened in the Holy City while she was resting?