rose nursery rhyme

Sidi walked slowly around the castle, down a quiet corridor.

The lord's status is noble, so his castle should naturally be heavily guarded, but for some reason, there is not a single person in this corridor.

There are neither servants nor guards in the long corridor, and even the portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor are not human faces, but colorful vases one after another.

This is very unreasonable.

As long as people become honorable, they will suffer from the disease of being unable to move without being served.In this world, anyone who is rich will have people to serve him, not to mention that Astro is the lord——

In his capacity, it wouldn't be an exaggeration even if the entire castle was filled with attendants.

But this is convenient for Xidi. He only ran into some small troubles when he entered the castle along the way, but they were quickly resolved without causing too much commotion.

After all, he was not invited, and of course the fewer people he met, the better.

The young man stepped on the soft red carpet under his feet, then bent down and lightly touched a piece of darker fluff on the carpet with his fingers, and straightened up thoughtfully.

It was still wet, and the timing was just right, which meant that he had found the right place.

Sidi looked up at the ornate roof painting.

Directly above his head was the room of Miss Astrolo, whom the musician had asked just now, and Miss Astrolo was supposed to be resting in the room.

But Xidi didn't go up the stairs, he just wiped his blood-stained fingertips on the wall next to him, leaving a bright red fingerprint, and then walked straight, walking briskly to the end of the corridor.

At the end is an oil painting that covers the entire wall.

The painting is still a vase, and the luxurious silverware is placed on the velvet-covered tabletop, with a large bunch of bright red and warm roses inserted in it.

The painter's technique is very good. Although the painting is large, the strokes are very delicate. The blooming roses hang down from the vase, and the colors are eye-catching, like a burning flame.

Sidi: "Um..."

He approached the lowest flower, touched the slightly convex surface of the oil painting twice, and said to himself, "Where is it?"

He knew there was something behind it, but he couldn't figure out where the entrance was after thinking about it for a long time.The young man was impatient, his expression wrinkled, and he was just thinking about whether he should just take the painting apart, when there was a slight clicking sound after the oil painting, and then the whole painting was moved back, revealing a small crack.

Someone came out from behind the painting.

Sidi: "Yeah."

He met the person who came, and immediately waved to him happily: "You are coming out now."

Lord Yastro, who just came out of the secret room of his castle: "..."

The lord is a well-maintained middle-aged man. There are not many wrinkles on his face. Although some gray hairs have appeared on his head, he does not look old. He looks in his prime and is very healthy.

It's just that the clothes are not neat, and some parts are wrinkled, maybe they were rubbed somewhere.

Xi Diquan pretended not to see it, and introduced herself in a serious manner: "It's the first time we meet, my name is—oh, it's useless if you know it anyway."

The lord stared at him with the expression on his face that he had seen a ghost.

"How did you get in?!" He quickly raised a hand, as if wanting to call the guards, but stopped inexplicably, and questioned in surprise and anger, "There should be—"

There should be a very strong defensive magic circle, even if a great magician comes in person, it will be difficult to disarm it quietly.

The lord didn't know the child in front of him. He was not the visitor invited this time, so he should be excluded by the magic circle.

Especially... it shouldn't be here.

Lord Astros lowered his face and slowly put one hand behind his back.

Sidi blinked: "Me?"

"That's how I came in." He answered every question, knocked on the wall, and demonstrated it to the lord.

Xidi's skeleton was slender, she was completely in the shape of a young boy who hadn't grown up, and it seemed that she didn't use much force, and her voice wasn't even too loud.

However, following his movements, countless huge cracks quickly opened up on that solid wall, and then the cracks spread and shattered, and collapsed backward with a 'crash', exposing the room behind the wall.

No trace of magic was used.

Lord: "..."

Xidi had anticipated the consequences she would cause. She jumped back a little, brushed the dust off her face with her sleeves, and concluded, "See? That's it, it's not difficult at all."

The boy's beautiful eyes made him look innocent and innocent. When he waited expectantly for the lord's response, it was as if he was waiting for a compliment. He couldn't see that he was a character who could tear down walls with his bare hands.

Lord Yastro's expression became even uglier.

The visitor was obviously very unfriendly, he should have done something immediately, but the hand that the young man showed just now successfully frightened him to the spot, unable to move.

The status of a lord represents power and money, and prestige, but it does not represent the strength of personal force.Besides, this is in his own home - the lord was confident that the castle's defenses were infallible. Who would have expected that there would be such a human being who could tear apart the magic circle with his bare hands in this world?

Is he really human?

Lord Yastro could only barely remain calm, and asked the slender and fragile young man with the air of a lord: "...Okay, I get it. Then what exactly do you want?"

If it's money or treasures, it's easier to handle.

Sidi: "Um..."

He really thought for a while following the lord's words, but immediately gave up thinking, walked around the lord twice, pointed his finger on his cheek, and politely asked for his opinion: "If you choose, you prefer the clothes on your body." Which part of it?"

The lord took a half step back.

He wasn't stupid, he understood immediately after hearing that, this young man didn't want money, he just wanted to kill him.

"You let me go." He bargained nervously, "I don't know who asked you to come, but I have money, and I must be richer than him. What he gave you, I will pay twice—no, Three times. As long as you let me go, I can give you whatever you want."

Sidi tilted her head to look at the lord, and put down her hand on her cheek: "Really?"

The lord felt that something was going on, and nodded hopefully: "I am the lord, I am not short of money, and I will not lie to you."

Of course it was false, as soon as he saw the guards, he would order them to kill this... the intruder who had discovered his secret.

Fortunately, this young man looks young, and there is a little innocence in his speech and demeanor that cannot be concealed, maybe he can really hide it.

Before the lord could rest assured, he saw the other party shook his head and sighed with regret: "But no, I promised him this matter, and I can't go back on my word."

Xidi has her own persistence in this regard: "If you say what you say, you are a good boy, right?"

Lord: "..."

The lord finally couldn't stand it anymore.He was able to become a lord because he had completely inherited the territory and family property of the previous generation. He was very good at management, but he knew nothing about fighting.

This young man can smash a wall with one hand, but no matter how the lord's body looks, it is impossible to be stronger than a brick wall.

If you wait any longer, there is only one dead end.

"Guards!" He yelled suddenly, "Where are the guards?! Send me someone!"

At the same time, he didn't stay idle, he flipped a candlestick next to him, another secret door opened on the wall, and he was about to run into the secret passage.

There was no surprise on Sidi's face.

Seeing that the prey was about to run, he suddenly became excited.

The boy's pupils suddenly dilated, and a beautiful golden circle appeared around the edges of his olive green eyes. He stared at the secret door on the wall that was gradually closing, and said softly and sweetly, "Forget it, since you don't want to choose, then I'll do it yourself." help you."

The lord: "—Hmm!"

The voice only uttered half a sentence, and it was crushed in the throat.

He didn't even know how he was caught out of the secret passage, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then he was dizzy, and was taken lightly to the corridor.

Xidi pinched the lord's neck, glanced at it, and said in surprise: "Oh, are you crying?"

The lord's expression was distorted. It was obvious that he had not done anything, but tears were streaming down his face. It was unknown whether it was out of discomfort or fear.

The young man was shorter than the lord, and he pinched his neck and held him up in front of his eyes. The lord's toes were just able to touch the ground, so there was no room for struggle.

The second secret door opened on the wall was restored silently, and Sidi hit the switch on the candlestick smoothly, making an awkward sound, which sounded like it was completely stuck.

The last hope of escape was shattered, the lord's face was full of panic and despair, and the tears flowed more urgently.

Xidi held up an adult who was much taller than herself, carefully observed every reaction of the lord, and felt that his expression was a little funny.

He used to live in a special environment and didn't meet many people. Only after he came out did he realize that there are so many interesting things in this world, which is extremely novel.

This is the first person he killed.

There was a relaxed smile on the young man's face, his olive green eyes were like some kind of gemstones, and the circle of thick gold that appeared just now still hasn't faded, and it is still shining even in the dark.

Like the fairy in the legend... who lures travelers into the swamp.

This expression makes Xidi somewhat nervous, but fortunately, his appearance is up to standard, even if he is really crazy, he still has a unique temperament that attracts people to explore unconsciously.

The atmosphere in the corridor was viscous and weird. What's worse, Xidi didn't exude any malice against the lord.

He doesn't hate the lord, he just wants to kill him.

Lord Yastro has lived a peaceful life for too long, and never thought that one day he would encounter such a scene.He didn't even have any protective equipment on him, only a palm-length knife. Just as he struggled to pull it out, Sidi bent it with his bare hands indifferently and threw it on the carpet.

The goods used by the rich are more decorative than practical.There are a lot of gems inlaid, but they are not sharp enough, and they are not easy to handle, and they will deform when touched, which Xi Di doesn't like.

Sidi said goodbye to the lord easily: "Goodbye."

Then, ignoring the lord's struggle, he grabbed his neck and slammed down hard——

There was a dull and loud bang.

Half of the lord's body was sunk in the carpet, his spine twisted and deformed on the spot, and before he even had time to make a sound, he died cleanly.

He was the target of Xidi's mission, and Xidi had to get some body parts or something and show it to his employer.

Lord Yastro didn't have time to give his own opinion on this aspect, so Xidi thought carefully for a while, squatted down, grabbed the Lord's hair with one hand, and lifted his head a little bit.

The back of the head was sunken, but fortunately, the front was not affected too much, and the lord's face could be barely recognized.

Sidi took some trouble to roll up the overlong trouser legs with one hand, and took out a small scythe from the side of her calf.

The sickle is not long, it is the kind used for mowing grass, and the wooden handle has been artificially shortened - the stubble is not very particular, it seems that someone broke it with bare hands.

The blade is very sharp and thin, which is just right for carrying close to the body.

Xidi picked it up casually on the side of the road. He tied it to his calf with one or two straps ripped off from his clothes, but he didn't do anything with the blade. The sickle has no scabbard. Unavoidable to move around, many shallow incisions have been cut on the young man's slender legs, and blood is oozing out.

Not much, but very noticeable.

Xidi noticed this, he looked down, sighed a little dissatisfied, and wiped it with his sleeve randomly, but found that it was not clean, so he had to put down his trouser legs and no longer cared about the mess.

He doesn't like blood very much, it's sticky, it stains his clothes, and it's hard to get it off, and his clothes are very light in color, which makes the smudged red all the more obvious.

Good kids shouldn't get their clothes dirty.

But now, after all, the situation is special, and there is no way.

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