Otto Passy was woken up by a loud noise.

He opened his heavy eyelids and looked around—the candles on the menorah had bottomed out, and the thin flames made the room look very dark.

Day and night could not be seen in the dungeon, and candles became the only thing he could measure time. They would be replaced every three hours, along with the plate in front of him.

But that was in the beginning.

Now whether it is candles or food, the delivery time is getting more and more delayed, and sometimes he even wakes up hungry to find that the prison is still dark.

How long had he been locked up here?, Otto shook his forehead, trying to make himself more conscious. The long period of detention without seeing the light made him feel emaciated, especially when he woke up in the darkness where he could not see his fingers, and he felt a sense of helplessness that had been forgotten by everyone.

But he had to live.

Because the father ...... Even the fate of the entire Losi family is in the hands of Ampein.

Otto propped himself up, rolled out of bed, and slowly walked to the railing—in addition to replenishing his plates and jugs, he hoped that the guards would give him a spatula. A beard that has not been shaved for a long time has grown all over the cheeks, leaving oil and residue on it every time you eat, and it will naturally give off an unpleasant smell over time, like a moldy orange peel. If the other party can't rest assured, it's okay to hand it over to them to shave.

In any case, he was also a nobleman, and his requests regarding grooming should not be denied.

Otto then heard a conversation coming from outside the iron gate.

"What the hell are those people doing just now? It's the eldest son of the Percy family who is locked up inside!"

Judging by the volume, the speaker didn't mean to whisper, as if he didn't care about being heard.

"Teasing and mocking, isn't that what the clown does? ”

"It's crazy, if these acrobatic troupes dare to offend the Earl's son, they will become fish food at the bottom of the river the next day. They're just a bunch of homeless people!"

"Do you know that in normal times, the eldest son is usually locked up in a dungeon?, isn't it the tricks that His Majesty likes to watch now, and I don't think they would dare to do such a thing without the permission of the Lord of the Morning Sun. ”

"Phew, just guess. ”

"I'm just saying it casually anyway, believe it or not. Then again, what can you do if you don't believe it, go and change dinner for that big man in prison?"

"Hey, forget it...... It's just a few mouthfuls of spit, and you won't die if you eat it. With these words, the sound of a bunch of keys colliding with each other sounded.

"That's right, if that's what Your Majesty wants to see, aren't you bored? Go ahead, I'm still waiting for the closing results. ”

There was a sour grinding sound from the iron door, and the cell boss walked in with a plate of food.

"Yo, my lord, are you awake?" Seeing Otto leaning against the railing, the other party looked a little surprised, but the embarrassment on his face was quickly hidden, "It's just right, let's eat today's dinner." I'll change the candle tomorrow, and the housekeeper forgot to send a new one. ”

Otto did not reply—a great sorrow welled up in his heart, and he forgot to mention the request to shave. Although he had only a few words, he could already draw the truth from the conversation between the two of them. The clown of the acrobatic troupe ran into the food delivery man, and then spat a few mouthfuls into his food with the intention of pleasing Ampein Moya?

The shame made his cheeks burn, as if a fire was baking.

The cell boss paid no heed to his answer, and after changing his plates, he quickly left the cell again—although the furnishings and decorations in the room were as elaborate as the Duke's mansion, the dull sense of oppression made no one want to stay here for long.

As the footsteps faded away, silence enveloped Otto.

For a moment, he couldn't help but want to scream, to scold the other party for his dereliction of duty, to rebuke Ampein for his neglect...... But he didn't.

Because that makes no sense – the former will only make the next change come later, and the latter may be playing into the hands of an "old friend".

As for the dinner that was meant to humiliate him, he didn't even want to touch it.

Otto couldn't help but wonder if he had done the right thing.

Just as he was about to go back to bed, he suddenly shuddered violently - in the corner of his eye, the wheat porridge on the plate turned into a bowl of black water at some point!

Patsy's eldest son rubbed his eyes, slowly moved to the plate, and carefully picked up the porridge.

It wasn't his delusion, it wasn't the shadow of the faint glow of the fire, but the porridge was indeed black, like sticky ink.

In an instant, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

Acrobatic troupes, clowns, tricks...... Could it be - that person arranged all this?

"Yoko said you were an ordinary acrobat, but how did you know His Majesty Roland?"

"It's just a coincidence. As for why His Majesty takes a fancy to me, it is probably because I am doing good acrobatics. 」

"Oh, can you demonstrate that?"

"It's okay, just have the simplest squid to spit ink. 」

Otto stared at the porridge for a moment, then plunged his finger into the bowl!

"This ...... How the hell does this work? Why does the water change color all of a sudden?"

"It's not over yet, look at this tulle, is there nothing on it? Now I'll soak it in water, and then dry it over the fire, and guess what's going to happen?"

"Nothing...... Uh, wait, that's ...... Words?"

"Can you tell what's written?"

"Let me see, is this—your name?"

"That's right, Hill Fawkes, that's my name. 」

Otto gently pinched the rough piece and slowly lifted the porridge dough - it looked almost transparent, and it was difficult to distinguish even if it was dipped directly in the porridge. The presence of this tulle can only be felt when you rub it with your hands.

Holding his breath, he walked briskly over to the candlestick and unfolded it little by little.

The faint black trail of water began to fade, and the candle flame was faltering.

Hurry up...... Hurry up...... Hurry up...... Hurry up, he shouted anxiously in his heart, the flickering shadows seemed to be shrouded from all directions, and what he held in his hand was the only light in this world.

At the moment when the words appeared, the candle went out.

Darkness engulfs the entire dungeon.

Otto couldn't help but chuckle softly.

He pressed his trembling shoulders and shoved the tulle into his mouth, then crawled back to the railing and gulped down the porridge.

The warm current rolled through his throat and viscera, filling him with strength. But what warmed his heart more than the porridge was his heart.

Just silently drank the porridge, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

His persistence was not in vain.

There are only a few words on the tulle, and the handwriting is graceful and flying, with a familiar smell of childhood.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. 」nt

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