rose nursery rhyme

Breaking into someone's house and killing the owner is nothing to brag about.

The guards may come here to patrol at any time, and the lord's business is more important than some innocuous small wounds.

Sheedy knows priorities.

Holding the sickle, he held the lord's hair with the other hand, and solemnly stroked the blade on his neck several times, finally found a place he liked, cut the sickle in and turned it around, and cut the lord's hair The head was cut off.

The lord had been dead for a while, and the remaining blood in his body slowly flowed out, soaking the red carpet in the corridor, and was immediately absorbed by the fluff, which was not very conspicuous.

——This carpet was originally prepared by the lord for this purpose, and now it is used to the fullest.

It's just that no matter how carefully Xidi handled it, it was inevitable that some messy things would get on the corner of his clothes.

The boy tugged at the straitjacket that was not very clean, and found that it was completely impossible to clean it now, feeling a little depressed.

"Look at you." Xidi grabbed the head of Lord Asterolo, frowned dissatisfied and said, "You're still a Lord, how dishonorable is it to make it so dirty?"

The disgraceful lord had nowhere to reason, so he swung in mid-air twice, throwing some undrained blood from the fracture, and splashed it on the oil paintings on both sides of the wall, giving these works of art enthusiastically. Added a touch of color.

After getting what she wanted, Xidi stood up, moved the remaining part of the lord with her toes to a place out of the way, swayed and pushed the gap exposed by the oil painting a little wider, and probed in look.

After the oil painting, there is still a corridor, which is much narrower, filled with a dull smell, and the candles are dimly lit, so it is difficult to see the situation inside.

It was barely discernible that there was a heavy iron door at the end of this corridor.

Xidi has accomplished her purpose and can leave at any time, and the sooner she leaves, the better.

But he didn't want to leave - when he accepted the task, he only said what the lord had done in this secret room, but he didn't say what was going on in the secret room.

I'm already standing here, wouldn't it be a pity if I just turned around and left like this?

Sheedy never compromised her curiosity.

Without hesitation, he passed through the oil painting and walked through a narrow and dark corridor. He easily unscrewed the lock on the iron door at the end of the corridor again with his bare hands, pushed the door open, and looked into the room expectantly. ...

Then his shoulders slumped in disappointment.

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Lord of Astro is a title, and Astro is a surname, which belongs to every child in the family, and the status of a lord is hereditary, inherited from one's elders.

'Astro' has ruled and managed this small area for hundreds of years.

And this lord has an unknown hobby.

He collects those rare and beautiful birds.

According to the description of the bounty mission, he likes to lock the little birds in the basement of his beautiful castle, pluck their bright feathers, break their flying wings, and listen to their painful and desperate cries.

That was the cage he specially built for the canaries. Because some birds have special identities, he has always done it carefully. No one should know except himself.

"..."

Xidi pushed the iron door completely open, walked into the room, wrinkled her nose unhappyly, and looked at the scene in front of her inexplicably.

The room was so dirty it didn't deserve to be called a birdcage at all.

In fact, it looked more like a... neglected dump than the cage that Sheedy had guessed.

Sidi walked on tiptoe like a cat, gliding lightly and deftly around the splashes of blood and stains, barely making a sound.

There are 'birds' falling to the ground everywhere.

Most of the birds were broken, sickly with their heads down, except for a few nailed to the wall, the rest were all huddled in the corner.He obviously doesn't move when someone is coming, and blinks occasionally, but his eyes basically don't move, and it's no different from death.

The room is filled with a sweet, rich and turbid smell. The smell of perfume and rust has long been mixed and intertwined indiscriminately, blowing towards the face like steaming smoke.

It's a filthy swamp.

Xidi walked around a bit, walked to the edge of the wall where a few 'canaries' were nailed, pinched a little bird's jaw, and asked him to look up and look at her.

The man was still alive, his chest heaved weakly, his eyes were beautiful blue, like the sea, but without luster, Sidi held his chin, and he obediently raised his head.

Siddie: "Poor thing."

He let go of his hand lightly, so the man didn't resist, and fell silently again.

There are scenes like this all over the room.

Canaries have not been well cared for, nor have they been loved by their owners. They are not collectibles as stated on the bounty list, they are just prey.

A small animal that has been tossed by bad hunters and discarded at will, that's all.

This is not a good place to watch.

It seems that Lord Yastro is getting old, he only pays attention to pleasure, and his pursuit of aesthetics and neatness has withered a lot.

Xidi frowned, patted the head in her hands, and blamed: "You bad guy."

Unable to resist, the bad head wandered around in silence, scanning the 'canaries' in the room with half-opened eyes.

I don't know what the lord did in this room when he was still alive. Bloodstains and messy stains were scattered on the walls and ceiling in the form of splashes, and there were even some inexplicable things hanging on the roof——

Siddie: "Hey."

He frowned and picked up the suspicious lump that fell on his shoulder with two fingers, quickly threw it aside, and wiped his hands with the hem of his clothes in disgust.

This action caused more wrinkles and marks on his already dirty clothes. The clean and beautiful child who was originally clean and beautiful now looks like he has rolled in the dirt.

Xidi didn't cover her tracks when she entered the door, and her voice wasn't too low, but almost no one in the room looked up at him.

When a person is destroyed from the inside out, the first thing to collapse is curiosity.

Any extra movement will invite disaster, and any resistance may arouse the hunter's stronger interest.They may not understand what is happening now, but there is only one thing that has been deeply carved into the bone marrow.

- Fear of new things.

Xi Di was not in a hurry to startle, the room was quite deep, he walked around and saw a girl lying in the deepest part.

Unlike the other birds, the girl was dressed neatly. She was wearing a ball gown, the bustle was gone, her forehead was a little torn, half of her face was covered with blood, she was lying motionless on the ground, her eyes wide open in horror Eye.

She was also the only one whose eyes followed Sidi the entire time.

Xi Di went to the girl and knelt down, reached out to touch her shoulder, and tilted her head to confirm: "Alive?"

The girl blinked in confusion. Although she was conscious, her body was completely unable to move. She must have been drugged.

She opened her mouth and found that she could speak, so she reluctantly replied softly, "...um."

Sidi asked, "Are you the guest this time?"

"Yes." The girl's reaction was very slow, and it took a long time to utter a word, "Leader..."

Sidi: "The lord is dead."

The speed of the girl's speech was so anxious that Xidi quickly lost the patience to talk to her. She simply raised the lord's head to the girl's eyes, and adjusted the angle so that she could clearly see the lord's pale face. face, introduced: "Look, here is the head."

The girl and the lord met each other's eyes, and was caught off guard by the stimulation, almost rolled her eyes and passed out again.

Xidi retracted her head in time and patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, don't faint in a hurry, can you still move?"

The girl didn't speak this time, but looked at him with a wry smile.

Before she could figure out what happened, she was drugged and brought here by the lord.It may be because she struggled for a while in the middle, and the lord gave her a particularly large dose of medicine. Now she can speak, but her body has not fully regained consciousness, and she cannot move at all.

The girl didn't understand, she was clearly here to attend the ball, how could such a thing happen to her?

"Oh...it's okay." Xi Di briefly checked her condition, and quickly concluded, "He gave you medicine, but the medicine is not strong, it's only when you wake up, and you can move right away."

Before the daughter's birthday party was over, the lord could not wait to take away the guests he liked without causing any confusion. It seemed that this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

Compared with other people in the room, this girl is already considered very lucky. She met Xidi when she was sent here, and her body only had some small wounds from struggling when she was taken away.

Just a little blood—not a big deal from Sheedy's point of view.

At least her soul is still intact and her spirit is still there.

Sidi: "Then I don't care about you."

He didn't intend to appease the girl who was obviously very frightened, anyway, she could run away by herself in a while, and the rest was her own problem to solve.

There were badly injured canaries all over the room, and he didn't have much time to help one by one.

After Xidi confirmed the situation, she stood up neatly and clapped her hands a few times.

The crisp sound echoed in the middle of the silent room.

"Okay—" the young man dragged his voice and announced lazily, "How many are still alive? Can you hear me? If you can, just look up at me."

After thinking about it, he added: "You don't have to look at it, you don't have to leave if you don't want to, it's up to you."

Anyway, the lord is dead, these people will be discovered soon, and how they will be dealt with at that time... It's really hard to say.

The huddled limbs in the corner moved, and some people who didn't have too many scars raised their heads in a daze. The cruel treatment made them lose their ability to react quickly. They seemed to have no understanding of the young man in front of him. What are you doing, you can only stare at Sidi motionlessly.

Like a school of fish out of water.

The author says:

I originally planned to use English names, but the number of characters is limited, so I urgently wrote a long poem (.