The stories in Tiger's mouth are fascinating. No matter how small and ordinary the stories Tiger tells are, they seem to be endowed with magical powers, which are more exciting than any storybook.Positive emotions surrounded her for a while, like a beam of eternal sunshine after snow in winter, which made her yearn for it in the cold winter.

【If you can see it with your own eyes, how much that day will be...】

"Knock, knock, knock." After three knocks sounded at the right rhythm, an old man with the appearance of a serious butler walked in. He glanced at Tiger from the corner of his eyes very quickly, and then looked at Elizabeth, respectful but Said extremely mechanically: "Miss, please allow me to remind you that the violin class is about to start in half an hour, you must arrive 10 minutes before the class starts, and practice for 15 minutes, after that there will be a history class, after dinner There are evening lessons on aristocratic etiquette."

"Grandpa Rodney, I see." Elizabeth put away her yearning and focused look, and put on a delicate puppet-like expression, but quickly changed back to the original look, and said to Tiger, "Fish Mr. Ren, I won't disturb your rest, if possible... can you continue to tell me stories tomorrow?"

"Of course." Tiger agreed as a matter of course.Now that he is a slave who cannot control his own life, it is natural for him to do things for his master. She can order directly or not ask, but if the other party chooses to respect him, then of course he must make corresponding returns, " I will continue to tell you tomorrow."

Elizabeth seemed very happy when she heard it, but before the corners of her mouth could rise, she was abruptly interrupted.

"Miss! You should pay more attention to your identity." The old butler called "Grandpa Rodney" by Elizabeth said this, and looked at Tiger with a little dissatisfaction and contempt. "The old slave knows that the lady is always kind, but please don't forget one thing. The master is the master, and the slave is the slave. Treating the slave like this will lose your dignity. If the master finds out, I'm afraid he will reprimand you again. .”

Elizabeth was shocked, and her face suddenly became pale, "Yes... Grandpa Rodney, I know. But..."

"No, but what's your name, Miss?" The old butler suddenly raised his voice and asked in a forceful tone.

"Victoria Elizabeth." Elizabeth raised her chin, straightened her waist, and answered with a perfect aristocratic posture. "Grandpa Rodney, let's go, we can't keep the teacher waiting."

"Yes, ma'am."

When she got to the door, Elizabeth stopped and gave Tiger a perfect skirt ceremony and said, "Mr. Murloc, I will come back tomorrow."

"Miss!" It just got better, why is it like this again now.The old butler seemed to hate iron and steel and said, "The old slave just said that the master is the master, and the slave is the slave!"

"Grandpa Rodney! Nobles also need entertainment, and Mr. Murloc is my entertainment now. And... even if the other party is a slave, I think they must show them the etiquette and upbringing of nobles."

This finally temporarily persuaded the old housekeeper and told him to shut up.

In this way, Elizabeth would come one hour after lunch every day, and sometimes she would take Tiger out of the room, sometimes to the garden, sometimes to the study room, and Tiger found that the house was very big, but there were few people. Except for him and Elizabeth, everyone in the house has a numb expression, not like a living person.

There was only one thing Tiger could think of: the house was a giant cage.

"Mr. Murloc, your injury should be healed now, and you can start proper exercise and exercise. You can't stay in the room and tell me stories every day. After all, you can't go out without a healthy and strong body." Elizabeth Laughing self-deprecatingly, raised his thin and fair arm, and said, "If you're like me, you won't be able to get out for the rest of your life."

"Do you want to leave? You want to leave the Holy Land and go to other places." Tiger didn't know what kind of mood he was asking, maybe it was just out of curiosity or an inexplicable pity.

In this house, this girl is the only one who can be called similar to him.

"...I think." Elizabeth looked around hesitantly and said in a very low voice, "If possible, leaving here with you, Mr. Murloc, is also a very good choice. But I can't leave here, I don't want to let father down, and ...I won't live long after leaving here."

Tiger fell silent after listening.

A canary that has been raised in a cage since birth has no ability to store its own inventory. It can only stay in the cage and rely on the conditions provided by the owner to survive. Once it is released, it will only die, even if its blood vessels There is a bloodline yearning for freedom, but it is used to being raised, and this cannot be changed.

How heavy can Elizabeth's hands hold?

Book?cup?Or the violin?

Anyway, I can't hold a knife and a sword. Will the lightest gun be able to hold it?

Elizabeth, who was always listening, also realized that she had said something inappropriate. Seeing that Tiger was silent, she panicked and didn't know what to do. In the end, she could only bring up the topic casually, trying to take the two of them away from the scene. An awkward atmosphere, "Ah! Well, Mr. Murloc, can you tell me about the island full of cherry blossoms again? Is it true that when a gust of wind blows over the petals, they will fall like raindrops? Are there really cherry blossom elves? ?"

It was the first time for Elizabeth to find a topic, and she failed to turn it around, but Tiger was very cooperative, so this topic was brought up and never mentioned again. After a few days, everyone seemed to have forgotten this episode. But Tiger remembered that sentence.

[I will not live long after leaving here. 】

If you don't resist, you will be trapped to death, and if you resist and escape, you will be eliminated by the laws of nature.Is the result of the bird in the cage only a tragic death?If it was him, even if he died, he would have the freedom to die, right?It's just... According to the current situation, is the path she chose to sing for her master—her father—until she dies in the cage?

reality

Tiger gradually adapted to the life here. Although he was the most inferior slave in his population, he was not materially abused at all because of a little human girl, who was also his titular master. To be honest, even in Fishman Island, he lives alone and travels to distant places from time to time, which can be said to be more difficult.

But here, after his injuries were all healed, he accidentally found himself fatter in the mirror...

Of course the idea of ​​running away never disappeared.

He told more and more stories to Elizabeth, all of which were his adventures, and many of them were stories he heard and read. No matter which one she listened to, she listened very attentively, and sometimes mentioned the story in the storybook. I have seen similar stories in the book, as well as the adventure knowledge mentioned in some books, and asked Tiger to verify it, absorbing the knowledge eagerly, like a dry sponge, thrown into the water, obviously full, but Still don't know enough.

Elizabeth is a very smart girl.

Tiger knows this very well, because she will remember everything she said once, and she seems to be able to understand it immediately. He will try to trick her a few times and ask her what she would do if it were you Woolen cloth?She can almost guess some, and she can mention the key points a few times.

If it weren't for this place... what would she have become?

Tiger was curious about this.

If she hadn't been a nobleman of the world, if she hadn't been born in a cage, then what would she have become like a smart girl who longed for freedom and possessed the power to fly wantonly?

Finally one day, Tiger talked about his hometown - Fishman Island. Elizabeth listened fascinatedly, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if holding a starry sky emerald stone. Now Elizabeth began to understand when he was telling stories. Show more expression, also can laugh out softly.

These are a good performance from Tiger's point of view, Elizabeth began to look like an ordinary girl, not a puppet named noble, and she looked much more beautiful this way.

Girls should smile more, let alone such a cute and sweet face, it would be a waste not to smile.

"Mr. Murloc, your hometown is really wonderful, even more magical and beautiful than described in the book. Are there really many hospitable lady mermaids? There are also male mermaids? I have always envied their fish tails. , can still breathe in water, Mr. Murloc, can you also breathe in water?" Elizabeth asked a lot of questions excitedly.

"Of course there are mermaid ladies. Most of them are hospitable and beautiful as described in your book, but the lively ones are a bit of a headache. Of course there are male mermaids. In addition, our family can certainly breathe in water." Tek explained to Elizabeth what she wanted to know in order, while he was thinking about it.

Maybe the reason why Elizabeth wants the fishtail is just to get out of here and get a freedom that she never had before.

He gradually had the idea of ​​taking her away with him.

"It's amazing." Elizabeth imagined that she had a fish tail and could swim freely in the sea, and she became obsessed without knowing it, and it has been a long time since she came to her senses.I can't be distracted anymore, there is not much time to listen to stories every day. "Mr. Murloc, please tell me a little more. Also, that 'Aaron' seems to be an interesting person, and 'Jinbe'

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