It is absolutely forbidden for any man other than himself to touch Lyleco, because the daughter [belongs to him alone], and no man other than Rossai himself is allowed to touch the profanity, and only himself, as a father, can pollute, touch, prospheme, and molest the girl who is as pure as a lamb, and obtain happiness and [redemption] from it.

Therefore, Rossi will not forgive, cannot accept, cannot tolerate - that little mongrel from outside the country intrudes into his domain, touches Leco, who belongs only to him. That little bastard must pay a terrible price for it to atone for his sins.

[Is he himself bad, but he wants to break into Lai Leco's room, and he wants to talk to Lai Leke......!?

The man, huddled in the shadows and the flickering light of the fire, babbled in his heart and weaved a list of guilt, pouring the powder of the sleeping pill that had proved its effectiveness and worth countless times into Roland's bowl and stirring.

It's hard to let go of trivial things that are just accidental, and it's selfish and arrogant to force a fault on others. At the same time, it also unreasonably rationalizes the crime and demands that others who are not guilty take responsibility.

- The man named Rosé Vitanin has completely decayed and gone mad, and all that remains of the human body is the lustful attachment of an empty beast.

After reading Rosie's life up to this point, all a person in his right mind can make is such a fair comment. A bad-tempered bylooker would describe Rossi in more straightforward terms.

Scum, animals, maggots.

Rossi himself wouldn't think so, he was undoubtedly a real human being. There is no other creature who is more representative of mankind than him, and there is no other creature who is so good at betraying and betraying as humans.

Although the imp named Roland had already aroused his murderous intent, Rossi hesitated for a moment, and finally did not harm the child.

The reason is by no means the sudden resurrection of a long-dead conscience - such a stupid and lame joke.

Having sent many people to the borders of hell with his own hands, he has become numb to the sight and action of killing, his conscience has long since disappeared from him completely, and the reason that prevents Rossi from harming his children is simply because he has not yet received his due.

A boy like this, who is healthy and good-looking, should be able to get a lot of money for selling it to a slave trader. After getting paid, push the boy who touched his confinement into the hellfire pit where life is worse than death.

- This is more satisfying than a direct killing, and a twisted sense of revenge.

With the [harvest] of 30 silver coins in his arms, Rossé walked through the sun-sparse woods with joy and joy. Walk briskly to the old mill where you can hear the rattling of windmills in the distance. In the cheerful mood of almost rushing up and shouting loudly to vent, the abnormal signs that should have attracted Rossy's attention and vigilance were carelessly ignored.

He was hopelessly out of danger, and the last chance to save his life slipped through the fingers of the unaware man. In the gap between the trees more than 300 meters in front of the right of the rushing man, several well-tethered purebred fast horses were chewing on the fresh grass by themselves, not looking at the complacent humans.

It was a very obvious anomaly, and there were very few travelers on the trail who were wealthy enough to afford a thoroughbred horse, and the nobles of status would never have come for a walk in such a remote place.

Because of his high mood, Rossi completely ignored the scenery and doubts.

After a series of creaks of sinking and deforming planks, Rossi stood at the door of the house to let his rapid breathing soothe and relax, and played the daily announcement of going home in a deep voice to the beat of the knock on the door.

"I'm back. ”

[Welcome back, Dad.] 】

-- Every day after such a beautiful answer. There would be a rush of cheerful footsteps behind the door, and then the wooden door with the deadbolt removed slowly opened in awkward friction, and the threshold was on the other side, and Lyleco's smiling face welcomed him home. ...,