God doesn't want me to be human

Silver candlesticks have been placed on the long table in the dining room, the flames of the candles dance, and one candle is just shrouded in the orange light beams from the window, and the flames dance and annihilate and melt into it.

At the main table, the Earl has been waiting for a long time.Wearing a white cloak, he is almost completely white. His pure white clothes, pure white hair, and even his eyes are a touch of silver. He seems to be the spokesperson of white, pure to the extreme.

"You're here." The count immediately noticed Lu Jia who had entered the restaurant, and motioned for Lu Jia to sit beside him.

Lu Jia, who followed the old butler into the restaurant, was so ashamed that he almost scratched the ground with his toes.

what to do!The object of his embarrassment is calling him over in front of him!That's the person he got into his arms to sleep!

"Young master, the Earl is waiting for you." The loyal old butler began to urge.

So Lu Jia could only sit stiffly beside the earl.

He lowered his head and stared at the wood grain on the table, trying to relax.

"what's your name?"

When the sound of flowers blooming in the middle of the night sounded, Lu Jia was stunned for a second or two before realizing that the Earl was talking to him.

He looked up at the Count.

The count was looking at him intently, his silver eyes had a slight reflection.

"Lu Jia."

Lu Jia replied.

He looked at the attentive earl, and he didn't understand why the earl would indulge him to do some messy things, and he didn't understand why he became a young master when he woke up.

"Lu Jia." The count said the name once, then reached out and touched Lu Jia's head.

"I look forward to your growth."

What grows?

Lu Jia was a little confused.

The earl's hand had already been retracted, and he picked up the table knife. His slender and powerful index finger rested on the back of the knife, stretching the tendons on the back of his hand into a beautiful line, cutting the tempting steak on the dinner plate.

Perhaps it was because the Earl treated him so well, so Lu Jia asked in a low voice, "Why are you pampering me?"

"You also gave me a very high status."

"How should I grow?"

Lu Jia asked all his doubts in one go.

He really didn't understand.

He felt that he didn't have the aura of a protagonist!The Earl doesn't look like the old man in Adventures either!

The earl's action of cutting the steak paused, and he looked at the dazed young man wearing the same white cloak as him.

"Your life is different."

Those silver eyes seemed to see the essence through Lu Jia's skin.

Lu Jia's breathing stopped.

He couldn't feel his own heartbeat, and looked closely at the earl's silver eyes.

"You might be able to be like me. A beautiful and fragile life."

A muffled thunder exploded in Lu Jia's heart alone.

What's the difference?What life is different?no the same!

Lu Jia's hands trembled slightly. He forcibly looked at the count calmly, but his voice still trembled slightly: "Did you see anything?"

can you take me back

"You are disturbed."

The count stood up, walked to his side, bent slightly and hugged him into his arms.

"I allow you to grow here."

A strangely beautiful and fragile life was allowed to grow in his domain.

In the earl's arms, Lu Jia gradually calmed down, and then slowly fell asleep.

At the last moment of falling asleep, he heard a voice in his heart say to himself

——Knowing that it is impossible.

If the system is an unscrupulous boss and Lu Jia is a hard worker, how can it put Lu Jia in front of those who are capable of helping him.

The only way he can go is to complete the task.

When Lu Jia woke up, it was in the gorgeous room where she woke up before.

A small piece of silver moon veil fell in, slightly illuminating the room, and outlined the figure of the person standing in front of Lu Jia's bed.

Lu Jia, who hadn't had time to complain that the Earl was like a large humanoid stabilizer, froze instantly.

Even though the room was extremely dark, Lu Jia recognized the particularly impressive black robe, and was even familiar with the cold light flashing over the huge scythe.

"I--"

Lu Jia was particularly afraid that this person would be chopped off with a single blow.

But the truth was much better than what Lu Jia had imagined, the huge scythe didn't hit him and splash his blood on the spot, instead, a hand with distinct bony joints pinched Lu Jia's neck.

He cut off his words and held his breath.

The pulse of life is held by this cold hand.

Now Lu Jia began to worry that he would be strangled to death.

He stretched out his hand to break the big cold hand on his neck, trying to save himself.

However, in the next second, he was let go.

The black cloaked man with a huge scythe turned around and left.

"Squeak-"

The sound of wooden doors being opened and closed.

Lu Jia, who survived the catastrophe, took a few deep breaths and sat up.

Who is that dangerous element?

Did the Count know of this man's existence?

Why didn't he kill him this time—wait!

Lu Jia realized an important thing.

He touched his chest and neck.

If he was nearly hacked twice, why were there no traces?

Guessing without facts as a corroboration is always unsolvable.

the next day.

When the morning sun faded away, the old housekeeper's knock on the door also followed.

"Young master, it's time to get up."

Lu Jia got out of the soft and comfortable bed, was dazed for a while, got up and went out, and after passing by the crystal mirror, looked at the young boy with curled up hair in the mirror, and even tidied his hair.

Lu Jia ate breakfast alone.

"Where is the Earl?" Lu Jia asked the old housekeeper.

"Your Earl will have breakfast in your room today." The old housekeeper replied, he hesitated for a while looking at Lu Jia, "Young Master can visit His Excellency Earl after breakfast, His Excellency Earl will be happy."

Lu Jia nodded, he just wanted to ask the count some questions.

After breakfast, the old butler took him to the third floor, which was an area that Lu Jia had never set foot in. It was also an area that only the earl and the old butler could set foot in before. Now there is an extra Lu Jia.

The layout style of the third floor was no different from other areas. Lu Jia followed the old housekeeper through several corridors to the earl's bedroom door.

"Knock, knock." The old housekeeper knocked on the bedroom door very measuredly.

"My lord, the young master has come to visit you."

The bedroom was quiet for a while, and the earl's nice and unique voice sounded.

"come in."

Those who have heard the sound like flowers blooming in the middle of the night will not easily forget it.

Opening the bedroom door, one could see the Earl lying weakly on the bed in the dim bedroom.

"What's wrong, Lord Earl?" Lu Jia was still very worried, and asked the old housekeeper in a low voice.

He looked healthy when we met yesterday.

"The Earl is often ill, and he just needs to rest for a day." The old butler replied in a low voice, saluted the Earl, then turned and left, leaving room for them.

Lu Jia walked to the side of the bed and looked at the earl who symbolized "white" and even lost the last bit of blood on his face. His whole body was white, which seemed unreal at all.

"Lord Earl..." Lu Jia looked at the weak and tired Lord Earl, and shouted, but didn't know what to say.

"Lu Jia...I'll sleep for a while." The count took his hand, then let go, and closed his eyes.

When the count gradually fell asleep, Lu Jia turned around and left lightly.

"The Earl has already rested." After closing the door, Lu Jia told the old housekeeper who was waiting at the door.

The old butler nodded and led him away from the third floor.

When going down the stairs, Lu Jia couldn't help but ask, "Is the Earl really okay? Do you want to call a doctor?"

The old butler's footsteps stopped, he turned his head, his kind face looked a little cold and scary for some reason.

"Invite those incompetent doctors to come, and then let them randomly mix stupid medicines, mixed with things that shouldn't be mixed?"

The old butler looked at him very coldly.

Lu Jia was watched and took a step back.

He forgot that this is not the earth, and the current productivity is very similar to that of the Middle Ages in Western Europe. Maybe the level of medical treatment is still at the stage of two choices: "bloodletting" and "waiting for death".

Although the old housekeeper mentioned potions, from the description, it is more about dark cheating money-potions.

"I'm sorry." Lu Jia apologized dryly, hoping that the old butler would put away his cold gaze and return to being the kind old butler before.

The old butler must have stared at him for a long time before he put away his frightening expression, sighed, and bowed seriously to apologize.

"It should be me who apologizes to you. Please forgive a loyal butler. I am just too worried about the Earl. After all, there is never a shortage of those stupid fools."

"No, it's fine."

It was originally his fault that he didn't understand the situation and came up with random ideas, although he didn't expect that the best solution in reality would become the worst solution in a different world.

"Young Master, you don't have to worry about the Earl. You just need to rest for a day, and the Earl will recover." The old housekeeper continued to lead the way, saying as he walked, "And the next batch will be delivered soon."

What's next?

Lu Jia was confused.

After reaching the second floor, the old housekeeper turned to look at Lu Jia, and asked, "What is the young master's next itinerary, do you need my service?"

Lu Jia really had something to do, but he didn't need the old butler to lead the way, because he just went to the room where he lived before to get clothes and garlands.

After bidding farewell to the old housekeeper, Lu Jia went down to the first floor and entered the restaurant, and then entered the back kitchen through the restaurant.

The noisy back kitchen was instantly quiet, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

Lu Jia was a little embarrassed, and just wanted to quickly go through the back kitchen to get things.

"Hi, young master." Fira was the first to greet, and the others followed suit.

Lu Jia nodded indiscriminately, and hurried through the back kitchen to the original room in embarrassment.

Behind him, Sophia stared blankly at him, and then a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.

Back to the original room, picked up the wilted garland on the bedside table, opened the closet to get the clothes, Lu Jia was about to leave, when she turned around, she saw Sophia at the door.

Sophia, with tears rolling down her face like pearls, looked at Lu Jia, her delicate body trembling.

"Help me... Lu Jia, I beg you, save me..."

Before Lu Jia could speak, she continued.

"I beg you, too, to save this miserable world. I never, ever want to live like this again."

"Only you, only you, only you, Lu Jia, can save everyone."

Her eyes were full of tears, with a pitiful beauty, and a hopeful plea in the bottom of her eyes.

"Another person died this morning, and people die every day."

"As long as that evil existence lives in this world for one day...we can only die, countless people can only die."

"Lu Jia..." She bravely stepped forward and held Lu Jia's hand tightly, "...be our hero!"

"Kill—"

Sophia made a mouth shape.

The system made Lu Jia understand.

"count."