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Chapter 2 The Unresolved Hatred

The Baroness left Master Payne in the East Tower.

At her signal, Butler Hu raised the suspension bridge outside.

Payne found that he had been busy for a long time and was finally locked up in his tower.

He shouted to the Baroness on the other side of the suspension bridge: "Mother, I didn't make any mistakes, why do you have to lock me up?"

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"Of course, Mother, the matter is already very clear. I am an innocent victim."

Payne looked at "his" mother with a look of grievance.

The Baroness looked at her son: "Who asked you to go to the hot springs in the middle of the night?"

Payne "······"

Butler Hu: "Master, my wife has long said that you are not allowed to go to the hot springs after dark. Think about it, if you didn't go to the hot springs, none of this would have happened!"

Payne tried his best to recall, but he couldn't remember whether this ban existed.

It felt that after waking up from that coma, its mind was no longer as bright as before.

I remember some things clearly, and some things are a bit specious.

What's even worse is that some memories seem to have been forced in, and they are just chaotic and disorganized fragments.

In Skinner, this is called Memory Conflict Syndrome.

The memory of the first host where the cub lived and the memory inherited from the mother both want to take the initiative and fight each other to cause trauma.

There was a sharp pain in the back of his head, and Payne stretched out his hand to rub the area to relieve the pain.

A hint of heartache flashed in the Baroness's eyes: "Don't worry, kid, I will have Elena back soon."

What can Payne do who has a deep fear of his mother?

It could only stare at Candy fiercely: "Damn it Mary, I must make you into an ugly coat!"

Candy felt the malice in Payne's eyes and deliberately blinked at Payne.

Mary has to leave the castle tomorrow, otherwise she must kill the young master before leaving.

"No, what if Mary continues to stay shamelessly tomorrow?"

Candy looked at Payne, who was standing on the opposite side of the suspension bridge with a smile on his face, eyes blazing.

"According to my experience, the hatred has reached this level. Unless one party dies, it cannot be resolved. If there is a chance, kill this young master before leaving the castle. You can't let Mary be destroyed in the hands of this dude."

The Baroness turned and walked away from the drawbridge.

Butler Hu, Candy and four servants followed her towards the central tower.

Payne gritted his teeth and looked at the candy. He must turn her into a coat and hang it in the hot spring room.

"Since she likes to break in when people are taking a bath, let her stay in there forever. No, this is not enough. She should be made into a carpet and placed beside the hot spring pool for those who take a bath to step on it.

Going away is enough to relieve the hatred..."

Candy could feel the fierce gaze behind him, like a knife trying to pierce his heart.

"Well, you must kill him before leaving, otherwise, Mary will definitely die in his hands."

Candy took a deep breath. She was really asking for trouble. She regretted why she provoked such a guy.

Somewhere between the castle and the beach.

This is a road carved out of the bush.

Ten heavily armed men in peasant clothes, each holding a rifle.

They looked well-trained and disorganized, but in fact they showed a very standard skirmish formation.

The ten-person team took great strides forward while paying attention to the surrounding environment.

Suddenly, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps from the front.

As the voice approached them, it suddenly stopped.

The leader of the ten "farmers" whispered: "Stop moving forward, everyone is on alert and ready to shoot at any time."

The ten "farmers" moved in unison and raised their rifles at the same time.

There are two people on the left and right, aiming at the left and right sides.

The remaining six people aimed their guns at the place where the sound came from.

Anyone who understands military training will see at a glance that these are not farmers at all, but well-trained elite warriors.

"Who is hiding there? If you don't answer, we will shoot."

The one among the ten people is the leader of the group.

They came from not long ago, and after gathering at a farm with ninety other companions, and following orders from the castle, the new army rushed to the beach.

These ten people were the advance team sent out from that hundred-man team.

After the leader shouted, the other party was silent.

"I'm going to give the order to shoot at the count of one, two, and three."

"Click" came the sound of metal collision.

In order to enhance the effect of the threat, the leader deliberately pulled some gun bolts.

This time there was finally a sound from the other side.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, it's me!"

A figure slowly walked out of the woods ahead.

He seemed very tired, weak and staggering.

With a "hiss" sound, the leader of the team struck a match and used the match to light a torch.

In the past, I didn't light torches when marching because I was afraid of being ambushed by the enemy.

Rather than lighting a torch, someone with malicious intentions will see it from a distance.

Although walking in the dark can be dangerous, it is still much safer than walking with a torch.

Now they need to see clearly the people they meet, so they light the torch.

The torches illuminated a large area around them.

Standing in front of him was a shrunken old man in rags and rags, with gray hair and beard.

Although the old man looked very embarrassed, someone in the team recognized him.

"I recognize him. He seems to be a shepherd in the town. He sometimes comes here to hunt. He is one of our seniors and a veteran."

"Old Qiao, why did you show up here so late?"

"I lost some sheep, so I followed them all the way here. Then I encountered a pack of wolves and managed to escape with my life."

"Oh, you are really unlucky. Have you been to the beach tonight?"

"No, why should I go there? Everyone knows that Shepherd Joe can't swim."

"Okay, it's okay. Put away your guns. Sheep herder, you should go home quickly. It will be very uneasy in the woods tonight."

"Okay, okay, I'll go home and go to bed right away"

Old Qiao walked past these servants and walked towards the castle.

The leader put out the torch, remembered something and said to the people behind him: "Sheep herders, there is a large group of people behind you. You'd better explain your identity in time to avoid being shot out of nowhere."

There was no reply from behind, and even the footsteps had completely disappeared.

The leader shook his head: "This old man runs pretty fast, what else can we do to him?"
Chapter completed!
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