[Black Butler] Ate that spider

Torrance felt that his life always slipped into a deeper trough again when he was just getting better, as if there was an invisible hand grabbing his arm, so that he would never be able to walk towards happiness.

3 minutes ago.

"Anyway, Shire, so you would act that stupidly for a cake, Lord Torrance, I..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by someone who fell in front of them.

It was a child who was only seven or eight years old, holding a child who was older than him in his arms, and the two of them fell into a ball in embarrassment.

"Please," the younger child hugged the older one and yelled at the door that threw them out, "Brother, brother, brother, if you really leave us like this, brother must Will die! Please!"

Looking closely, he could see the face of the boy in his arms, emaciated like a skeleton covered in layers of skin, so emaciated that he was out of shape.I don't know if it's because of the street lights, the skin is sickly yellow, and on the high and prominent cheekbones are sunken eye sockets.The fire of life in his slightly opened eyes seemed so weak that it was about to be extinguished by his rapid breathing.

Following the child's yell, a man in a white coat and a stethoscope around his neck came out of the door.

It turned out that this was a private clinic on the street.

"If you don't have any money, get out and don't hinder my business here." The doctor said coldly.

"Why do you look like this? Didn't you see that everyone is sick like that? If you still have a little conscience, take him in for treatment!" Before the boy came to answer, Charles hurriedly shouted .

"Conscience? You say I don't have a conscience? These two guys are orphans, and my elder brother is sick all day long, and he has to be helped by others to eat. Do you think they can live until now if I don't show kindness? But kindness also needs help. At the end of the day, they already owe me five ducats, my God, five! It would have been very kind of me not to send them to prison!"

"Then..." Chardon was at a loss for words, he didn't know how much money five gold coins are, and he didn't understand why someone weighed money and human life on both sides of the balance, "At least... At least, you treat them first, you don’t have to worry about the money, I’ll pay for it.”

"You?" The man squinted his eyes and glanced up and down Charles several times, snorted coldly, and didn't say that he didn't believe such a poor-looking person, "Very well, then please pay them first Five gold coins owed."

Following his words, the eyes of the two children were fixed on Charles. As long as they were stared at, they would never be able to forget that kind of eyes for the rest of their lives.

The younger child's eyes were full of tears and anticipation, and the older child's dry eyes, which were about to accept the fate of death, shot out a ray of hope, which flickered and stuck on Charles, making him completely helpless Let alone five gold coins on his body, he couldn't even take out one.

Even though he didn't say anything, the attitude said it all.The doctor snorted coldly, turned around and went back to the clinic, remembering to slam the door hard.

The youngest child was hugging his elder brother, kneeling on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes, almost desperately asking everyone passing by on the street who could save his elder brother.

No one answered.

There are quite a few people watching the excitement.Surrounded in a semicircle, there are three floors inside and outside, chattering and discussing such a scene of human tragedy.

"It's cruel, how much can a child like this cost? If it were me..."

"If it were you, how about it."

"What else can I do, my life is so tight, how can I have money to help others. But if I have money, I will definitely not sit idly by."

"Of course, at first glance, you are the kind of very educated and compassionate lady."

"Really? Can you see this too? Seriously, you're not the first person to say that..."

Every sentence of this kind of dialogue is like a knife, cutting off the hope in the little boy's eyes, and every word is like a thorn, piercing into the little boy's ear.Charles stared at these dignified gentlemen and ladies with wide eyes. He is now ten years old and has seen intrigues before.He used to think that holding a goblet and mocking each other was the ultimate form of malice, but he never thought that life would be [-] times crueler than what he had come into contact with and imagined.

The shock caused by such a cold picture is enough to make Charles forget every book he has read, the so-called Shakespeare, Aristotle, Homer, the other world that has never been taught to him.

He doesn't know how to deal with such a world and can only rely on others subconsciously.

"Torrance, help them, you see..." The rest of the words were frozen by Torrance's cold expression.

"Hahaha...hahaha...ahhahahaha!" Torrance hugged her stomach and laughed, almost rolling on the ground a few times.He stood up, grabbed his bag with a frantic expression, and walked out without looking back.

"Stop!" Charles grabbed him, as if he had gained some courage again, "How can you just watch like this and not help at all, are you still human like this!"

The words were too heavy, Charles pursed his lower lip, trembling slightly holding Torrance's hand, at this moment he was suddenly a little scared.After this day's tossing, he had already tacitly regarded Torrance as his friend, but now he said such excessive words. . .He could only hope that Torrance would not be stabbed by him.

Torrance was not stabbed.

The pain in his heart was enough to ignore this little stab wound.

Just like a person who has been lingering, he has no way of realizing when and where he was lightly bitten by a mosquito.

He looked at Shire, his face contorted with pain, "What can I do? What do you want me to do? When my brother and I lived alone in this world, everyone bullied us, no one, Let me tell you, Charles, no one tried to help the poor, only seven or eight years old." As if opening a Pandora's box, his emotions suddenly lost control, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, and he shouted sharply: "There is no one!!! Every day is a life like hell! The food we get will be taken away, everyone in the village will throw stones at us, as long as they see us all, they will run away with disdainful expressions, never No one has sympathized with us!"

He took a breath, and continued to the stunned Charles: "I remember, I will never forget, the way Luka shivered in the winter because he didn't have a cotton coat; I can't forget, my beloved brother, My Luca, the Luca whom I love to heal my life, was beaten on the ground by those children, until no part of his body was intact, and he smiled and said to me, brother, don’t worry; how could I forget, On the days when there was no food to eat, I almost wanted to chop off my own hand for Luka to eat, but when Luka hugged and kissed my forehead."

"When I was in hell, I prayed every day, praying that someone, be it a person or God, would help me, but the result was, no. So tell me, Charles, why should I help them , I don't! If no one helped me when I was in hell, then I will never lend a helping hand to anyone in my life. Because this world has never taught me kindness." Torrance suddenly laughed, The smile is free and easy.

"Because this world only teaches me revenge."

After saying the last words, Torrance left without looking back, picked up a piece of bread from the bag, held it to his mouth and took a bite.It tasted like chewing wax, with no taste at all, only bitterness and tears that slid to the corners of the mouth spread in the mouth.

Charles followed behind him step by step, looking flustered, like a lost child who didn't know what to do.

He wanted to apologize, to Torrance, and to punch him hard so that he could wake up from the nightmare of the past.

Torrance looked at Charles who was chasing him, and his mood became a little more stable. Suddenly, maybe it was just a coincidence that God could explain, he thought of Luca.Once, he and Luca snatched a girl's bag, which contained the medicine of the girl's grandfather. Luca wanted to return it, but he refused. Not only refused, but also smashed the medicine on the ground .

Later the old man died.

Although Luka didn't say anything, he knew that Luka was very sad and felt that it was his fault.

He didn't want to see his brother sad, because he loved Luca more than anything in the world, even more than himself.After that, he always wanted to say sorry to Luka.

Before those words could be said, Luca died.

If Luka hadn't died, if it was Luka who was standing here today and chasing after him, what would he say?

"Hey, save them, brother, they are very pitiful..." Probably he would grab the corner of his clothes and frown coquettishly as he said.

Luka has always been kind, unlike him, who has long been stained by the malice of those people.Then, when such a kind-hearted Luca sees such a desperate brother, will he show a hesitant expression of disapproval and not knowing what to do?Will he attribute everything to himself again, secretly feel guilty and sad?

Torrance, no, Jim Macon, how hard of heart must you be to see a brother like that and not be moved?

He couldn't do it, as long as Luka frowned, he would compromise, because he loved his brother deeply.

Even though he was dead, Torrance couldn't do anything that might upset his dead brother in another world.

He's just for Luca.

The footsteps stopped, he stuffed the bag in his arms into Charles's hand, turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and swayed towards the crowd.

He pushed away the onlookers, acted rudely like a hooligan, walked straight to the doctor's door, raised his foot, and kicked!He kicked seven or eight times in a row until the iron door was deformed and he didn't stop until the iron door was opened. He raised his foot and kicked the doctor's leg with a slap, almost knocking the guy to his knees. .

Kneel before him.

"You..." The doctor was about to say something, but was interrupted by Torrance unceremoniously.

"Of course, I'm not asking you to save those two children. Judging by the decoration of this place—it's so shabby—you're definitely not a very capable doctor, so I don't want you to save him. It's okay to be cured to death by a quack doctor. way to sue."

Everyone laughed, and the doctor's face was flushed, but he didn't know how to refute.

At this time, Torrance had an aura that could overwhelm everything. Unconsciously, everyone began to listen to the boy, even though he was dressed in rags.

"I just want to tell you that I want you to call a carriage right now and take them to the biggest hospital in London. Of course, I don't have any money," everyone should laugh when he said this. For some reason, he looked at Tolan Cinna looked confident but no one laughed, "But I have this."

He took out a ring, which was the chief ring of the Torrance family.

"Top-level rubies, twelve top-level diamonds, and a gold base. This ring can be sold for at least a thousand gold coins. Everyone present, who can call a car for me to take these two teenagers to the hospital? Whose is this ring?" .”

The audience was a sensation. After checking the condition of the ring, almost everyone ran to find the carriage at the fastest speed in their lives.

Torrance, who was standing in the crowd, looked extremely grim.

"I..." Looking at the two brothers being carried into the car, Charles took a step forward and stood opposite Torrance, "Although I think it's too stupid to give away my family ring at will, but there is no way, Torrance, you are such a bastard, as for me..." Getting into the car with Torrance, Charles took out his sapphire ring from his pocket, "I'm sorry, the ancestors of Phantom Hein, but , if you still insist on such a hypocritical code at this time and retreat behind this bastard, you don't need to beat me, and I won't spare myself!"

He stuffed the ring into Torrance's hand, "Let's use this to pay for the medicine, after all, that bastard Torrance has already used all his belongings to pay for the car."

"Don't be a bastard, Charles." Taking the ring, Torrance sighed as if meeting Charles for the first time, "It turns out that you are not just a nobleman who can only put on airs, you are different from them." Same."

"Then you are not just a nasty guy who is ignorant and only causes trouble, at least... I shouldn't have such a deep prejudice against you without knowing you at all."

"Haha. It's okay, the great Lord Torrance forgives you! However, if you also take out your ring, we really have nothing." Torrance teased deliberately.

"Well, we still have bread." Charles, who pretended not to understand, picked up a loaf of bread, broke it into four pieces, one piece for Torrance, two pieces for the two brothers, and finally, he picked up the smallest piece and handed it to lips.

Tastes better than anything I've ever had.

The author has something to say:

Well, Torrance and Shire have reconciled, Ye Qingzhou, you should be out of luck. . .

Ye: None of my business!

Author: (ignoring him) By the way, among the black butlers, besides the master, the author likes Luca the most. . .