Chapter 51
In this world, there are lives that have no answer from the very beginning, to the point where giving up becomes a virtue.
He realized that truth of life fairly early on, but there certainly existed a time before then when he lived with something called hope.
His childhood, when he did not know the secret of his atrocious birth that he was the illegitimate child of the Marchioness, who had been an Imperial Princess. Sometimes he even wanted to return to those days when he simply grieved under the Marchioness’s abuse and the Marquis’s indifference. Because those were reasonably good times, when he did not know the greatest plot twist of his life, that his father was not his father.
He did not particularly miss the memories of being frequently locked away, starved, and beaten by his mother, but he quite missed the emotion called hope that the innocence of a young boy used to create.
Perhaps he simply wanted to regain his way of thinking from those days, which was like a complete flower bed.
Well, for his current, worn-out self, that was a distant prospect.
“…….”
A young boy was locked inside a dirty and narrow iron cage.
Was he perhaps about fifteen years old. The child possessed tangled and dirtied hair and a luxurious attire that did not match the narrow iron cage.
The boy, who was crouching his body completely while hanging his head deeply, did not utter a single word. There was no painful groan, nor a scream demanding to be let out. In his hollow blue eyes, only familiar resignation was full.
Into that gray prison where only a quiet silence continued, the sound of small footsteps was heard.
“Young Master……!”
At that small voice, the boy snapped his eyes open.
Beyond the iron cage, a small human shadow was visible. Discovering the blonde girl, he hurriedly gripped the iron cage.
“You, you. Why are you here? Are you in your right mind? Do you want to be caught by Mother and die too?”
“Young Master, are you alright? I heard all the talk. I heard that the Marchioness has been starving you for several days now, Young Master.”
Seeing those worried brown eyes, the boy gnashed his teeth.
To think that, after everything, he was receiving the pity of a lowly thing like that.
Unable to endure the shame, he glared at the girl. Filled with spite, he spat out his words syllable by syllable, as if chewing them.
“Why do you find me funny too? Are you here to laugh at me?”
“Young Master.”
“It must be very nice. Being loved by Father even more than me, his son! Yes. How does it feel to see the state of the Marquis’s young master, who is inferior even to a maid like you? Is it entertaining to see me locked up after being beaten by Mother? Is it a sight worth seeing?”
“……Please eat this. I sneaked in, so I could not bring much.”
The girl spoke calmly and pushed a small piece of bread and water through the iron cage. It was food he had not even seen, let alone touched with his mouth, for two days.
Reflexively, his gaze turned toward the food. The moment he smelled the appetizing scent, saliva pooled heavily in his mouth, but he forcefully turned his head away with a jerk.
“……Forget it. You eat that kind of garbage. Do you think I am a beggar?”
“Young Master.”
“What is it now!”
The boy burst into anger. Not knowing her place, how dare she. How dare she. Murmuring such things, his expression distorted severely.
But the girl’s expression remained peaceful, without a single change despite the ungrateful hostility. Just as he was about to spit out harsh words once more at that offensive face, a calm tone followed.
“I must leave right away now. I will see you again next time.”
“Hey. Asilla. Who gave you permission to safely……”
“You must eat it. Understood?”
“Shut your mou……”
In an instant, his head spun. He clutched his head at the sudden headache. It was a state where his small body had reached its limit because he even shouted while continuously starving.
While he was groaning with his head lowered, the clean bread and water entered his vision.
“…….”
The hesitating boy mumbled as he tossed a small question.
“……Did you put poison in it? There is no reason for you to help me unless you have gone mad.”
“I simply did what I ought to do.”
“You have gone completely mad. Who decided on such an idiotic rule?”
While wrinkling his face again as if it were absurd, he flinched upon seeing Asilla, who wore her usual composed face without any change in expression. Seeing him like that, Asilla smiled faintly.
“Why, God decided it, of course.”
“What kind of b******t is that……”
Before he could finish his protest, Asilla raised her body from the gray floor. Bowing her head politely, she turned around at once and ran up the stairs.
Her small footsteps gradually disappeared inside the massive prison.
“…….”
‘……She left, right?’
The boy peeked beyond the iron cage. As soon as he confirmed the girl’s absence, he snatched the water cup at once and gulped down the water.
After coughing for a long time because it went down the wrong pipe in the middle, he soon picked up the bread and began to eat. His bright blue eyes were filled with confusion.
God?
Did she mean Mater, the God of the Earth?
Risking her life to help me for a mere reason like that?
For a mere reason like that?
……Is she not a complete pushover?
A clattering crash resounded.
At the loud sound of something falling and breaking, Idris snapped his closed eyes open.
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