Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

As Ran Heming spoke for Anfina, many people around were secretly observing here. They didn't expect that Duke Gedun would care so much about this commoner. If they knew, they would have gone to get close. It's not about standing on the sidelines and watching the fun.

The ladies didn't know that Ran Heming would come here to speak for this commoner, and they were a little flustered. Fortunately, the lady who took the lead came back and found an excuse, "I just wanted to chat..."

Oh, Miss, you clearly don't think so on your face, okay?

"Really, then please take care of Anfina."

After Ran Heming finished speaking, he glanced in the direction of Bosi, and was relieved to see that there were still many people around him.

Immediately, he felt that he had given enough reminders to these young ladies, and there should be no more brainless people coming to trouble the heroine, so he began to consider sneaking away.

"Anfeina wishes you a happy time at the banquet."

"Is Duke Gedun leaving?"

"Well, it's too stuffy here, go out and get some air."

Ran Heming talked nonsense without blushing, and walked away with a stack of pastries openly.

Leaving the hall, the damp and slightly cold night wind blows away the boredom he had caused after staying in the house for a long time, Ran Heming walked and saw a circular fountain not far away.

Ah, he was worried that he had no place to sit.

He put the pastry on the cobblestone pier next to the fountain, and sat on it himself. The heels of his shoes were too high, and his heels were so painful after walking a few steps.

Many flowers and dwarf vegetation were planted around the fountain. It is much better to enjoy the flowers and eat pastries under the moonlight than to stand dry at the banquet.

Thinking like this, he picked up the pastry he secretly brought out, and began to eat it happily,

While eating, I suddenly heard someone talking not far away, the voice was loud, as if they were cursing something.

"Oh my god, why did this bitch come out!"

"Quickly lock him in, if the master sees it, he will have to skin us!"

"His white eyes looked at me!"

What?

white eyes?

Why does it feel so familiar.

Isn't it the one with the white eyes in this world?

He remembered.

In the original plot, Ruth bought a strange-looking slave Em from the slave market for temporary entertainment. He has white hair, white eyes and white skin, and his whole body is as white as snow.

When Gedun was attending the banquet, he fell in love with Em, who was beaten by a servant in the back garden. Geden, who had never seen such a strange slave, suddenly became very interested in him. He took him back to the Duke's mansion, Abuse each other in all kinds of terrible ways.

But he didn't know that Em was the holy son left behind by the Illuminati. After being abused for a year, Em was found by the Illuminati. burned.

This is another character that will lead to his death.

Ran Heming thought that although he didn't have to go through this branch of death, he didn't want to let it go. If he remembered correctly, Em was bullied very badly in the Earl of Capdison's mansion, and at this time he was just teenagers.

As a young man who has received modern education, he cannot bear the vicious incidents of child abuse.

"What are you doing?"

"G... Duke Geden!" The maid was shocked, she didn't know why the Duke appeared here, and she also saw her punishing this bitch.

"Please forgive us, it was this bitch who was disobedient and made us alarm you!" The maid said fiercely, kicking the man lying on the ground with her feet, the gray shabby gown was covered with blood and dusty footprints .

"You let go of your feet."

The maid didn't know why the Duke made such a request, but she dared not refuse. She was trembling all over, and the servant standing beside her was also trembling.

They were afraid of being punished by the duke.

Ran Heming squatted down, and his heart ached the moment he saw Em's face. This kid who was younger than him was skinny, with bruises all over his hands and face.

It's just that the exposed skin is already like this, it's hard to imagine how serious the parts covered by his clothes must be.

The moment Em raised her head, the maid shouted in panic: "Duke, you must not look into his eyes! You will be cursed!!"

Em, who finally mustered up the courage to look at him, lowered her head in panic when she heard the maid shouting.

"Don't be afraid, I don't believe this." After speaking, Ran Heming looked at the maid with cold eyes. It was all because these servants were afraid of the weird Aim and spread terrible rumors privately. Do people in the Mori Mansion like to listen to useless rumors so much?"

The maid froze when she heard these words.

Aim quietly raised her head when she heard these words, and looked stupidly at Ran Heming who was scolding the two maids.

He is so gentle.

This is the second person who speaks for him and is angry with him except his mother when he grows up. No one has spoken to him so tenderly since his mother passed away.

There was no disgust, no pity in his eyes.

Em carefully looked at the man's frowning eyebrows and the displeasure in his eyes, all because of him, a place deep in his heart was filled.

When Emben knew that the person in the garden was Gedun, he was discouraged and thought he would be beaten a few more times, but he didn't expect the other party to be so gentle.

The servant panicked, she didn't understand why the noble duke would speak for a slave, it was ridiculous, the noble duke was so close to the slave.

"Duke Gedun, he is just a cursed slave, you..."

"you shut up."

curse?

Is it a curse just because you have different hair color and eyes from others?

Ran Heming was a little angry. He hated those who judge others by their appearance, and those who hurt others with words.

If they are just different, they will be excluded, although he knows that this is just the setting of the game, and those who bully Em will be punished.

Em will be rewarded for all the pain he endures now, but he still feels angry when he sees it with his own eyes.

"I took him away."

Ran Heming bent down and held Aim's bloody hand. Under the servant's horrified eyes, this clean Duke did not dislike this dirty slave.

Em opened his eyes in a daze, letting himself be led away, his eyes fell on the pair of white and soft hands that were holding him, and that hand was so not disgusting, leaving his scarred hand on hand.

He was reluctant to let go, but felt that he would dirty the duke if he was too dirty. These two emotions made him entangled.

Ran Heming took Aim back to the fountain, and the original idea in his heart to save Aim for his life dissipated when he saw the other party's encounter.

Em stood there cautiously, with her head down, not daring to raise her head.

"Why were you beaten just now?"

Em has not been questioned so gently for a long time. He was a little dazed at that moment, his eyes were hot and humid, and then he was afraid that if he didn't answer, he would offend the person in front of him, so he answered in a low voice: "I...I just want to take Have something to eat."

It was only then that Ran Heming noticed that the other person seemed to be clutching something tightly in his right hand, but that hand was so dirty with blood stains, wouldn't he get sick if he ate like this?

Could it be that just lying on the ground just to cover this piece of food?

Just a piece of dry bread, let him cherish it so much.

Ran Heming suddenly felt a little sad. He thought of the children he saw when he went to the mountainous area as a volunteer in college. Now Em looks very much like those children.

"Is it the thing in your hand?" Ran Heming asked cautiously.

Em hid her hands behind her subconsciously, and gave a soft "hmm".

The voice was as weak as a mosquito moaning.

He was afraid that the people in front of him would snatch his food. This was the dry bread he finally got. He hadn't eaten for three days, and his stomach was already unbearably hungry.

The appearance of Aim guarding the food carefully made Ran Heming feel very uncomfortable.

"Don't hide it, yours is dirty, do I have something clean to eat?"

[The author has something to say: Although, Em is not as harmless as written, even though he looks like a pure angel. 】