Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

The road that seemed extremely difficult and endless in Hutt seemed to be shortened in Song Xun's steady steps, and it was no longer as dark and long as before.

Even the wind became gentle, the moonlight was white, and the shadows of the trees were swaying.

The two combined shadows drew a long line on the road.

There was a hint of complexity in 996's voice, and he gave a warning: "Host should not invest too much emotion in the mission target."

Song Xun paused with his hand on Hurt's back and said with a smile, "He's just a child. It's not too much to coax him."

"Song Xun." 996 called his name for the first time. Song Xun felt dazed when he heard this name. It had been so many days since anyone called him like this.

"There is a disorder in this world. I have applied for a transfer for you. Let's go to another world."

There was a flash of astonishment in Song Xun's eyes, and his originally steady steps were disrupted by these unexpected words.

Hutt seemed to sense something and tightened his grip around Song Xun's neck. He raised his head in his arms, and there were several scratches of varying depths on his face.

The tension in his eyes was not concealed: "Arnold, don't leave me anymore, okay?"

Song Xun looked down at him, his eyes filled with many emotions he was not aware of, heavy and restrained: "Okay."

996 was annoyed: "You used to listen to me." It has only been a short time since he left.

Among all the previous hosts, Song Xun has always been the most obedient and easiest to control, which is also the original reason why 996 chose him.

"Since I'm already involved, I should see it through to the end." Song Xun pursed his lips, "Otherwise it would be too cruel to Hurt."

He cheered himself up: "Besides, how can a mission go smoothly without any accidents? We are already here."

Song Xun did not deny that he had some moral problems, but his heart had deviated from his own assumptions from the very beginning.

It seemed that he had a subtle liking for Hurt since the first time they met, so he couldn't help but feel distressed and indulgent.

As for Hurt, Song Xun couldn't just treat him as a simple mission target.

996 might have been irritated by him and stopped talking.

Song Xun was still holding a little kid in his arms, whom he wished he could stuff into his arms, and he sighed softly.

In front of the castle gate, the servants who had lost Hurt were receiving a lecture.

The housekeeper said sternly: "Why do we keep you? You can even lose a child. If something happens to the young master, none of you can escape responsibility. You all should accept the punishment."

The crowd was scolded so much that they dared not make a sound. In the silence, the servant closest to the outermost side suddenly exclaimed: "The young master is back! And... and Arnold."

The butler was stunned, and when he saw Song Xun, who was intact, carrying Hutt in, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It took him a while to react before he came to his senses and stepped forward.

He resisted the urge to question Song Xun about why he came back, and put on a concerned look on his face, saying to Hutt, "Master, you can't run around like this anymore. You're making me anxious."

Hutt raised his head from Songxun's neck and suddenly said, "I'm hungry."

The housekeeper immediately ordered the servant: "Why don't you serve the meal yet?"

"If the butler cares so much about me, shouldn't he serve me personally?"

Facing Hurt's blue eyes that were close to freezing, the butler responded calmly: "I'll prepare it for you right away."

On the surface, the two still maintained peace.

Recalling the scene today where Hurt was so angry that his eyes turned red, everyone thought he would make a big scene, but in the end everything was calm.

Song Xun put Hutt on the dining chair, feeling that he was going to cause trouble and felt it was unsafe.

He whispered, "Let's go upstairs to eat."

Hutt shook his head: "No, I'll eat here."

The butler brought dinner at this time, and seeing that Hutt did not move, he moved closer and cut the jerky for him.

The atmosphere on the field was inexplicably depressing. Everyone was worried about their safety and didn't dare to look around. But they heard the sound of cutlery breaking on the floor from the dining table, which startled everyone.

Looking up, everyone gasped.

The butler held a dinner knife in his hand, his eyes also filled with astonishment.

On the dining chair, Hutt covered the back of his hand with one hand, and bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers, dripping onto the white tablecloth, which was eye-catching.

No one reacted. Song Xun frowned and looked for the medicine box immediately.

The butler stood there with a knife in one hand: "If you are still angry, just punish me directly. How could you hurt yourself? Everything I did today was for..."

"What punishment should be given for injuring one's master?" Hutt interrupted him.

The butler's face turned livid in an instant, and under Hurt's gaze, the sound seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Twenty lashes."

Hutt leaned back in his chair: "Then what are you waiting for."

The butler was slow to move, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Or are you dissatisfied with the formulation of this punishment?" Hutt looked at him fearlessly.

Koser is an empire that places great emphasis on class and bloodline. From its founding to the present day, if a servant injures the lord, the punishment of twenty lashes has been retained from beginning to end. This is a rule set by the first monarch.

Violators are tantamount to challenging the royal authority.

The butler raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "As you wish."

He walked toward the gate and stopped at the spot reserved for punishing servants.

Hutt knew how to humiliate people, and ordered everyone, "You all, go out and watch the execution together, and learn from it."

This was an absolute humiliation for the butler who had always considered himself superior to others for half his life.

Song Xun applied medicine to Hutt, who was giving orders.

The wound was not deep and the bleeding stopped quickly after applying the medicine. Hurt was sensible, but he still did not agree with this method.

"Go upstairs."

Hutt jumped off the chair, grabbed him with his backhand and ran into the yard.

The whipper who was originally torturing the butler was thinking of letting him off because of the butler's prestige. But now that Hurt had come out and his eyes were still on him, he immediately gave up the idea.

The black whip was raised high and fell heavily with a sound of breaking wind.

"Clap--"

"Clap--"

"Clap--"

The sound of the falling blows made people tremble.

After only three lashes, the clothes on the butler's back were torn and blood oozed out. He gritted his teeth and groaned, his body shrank slightly, and there was deep resentment in his lowered eyes.

The servants watching couldn't help but think of themselves and their faces turned pale.

Song Xun looked down at Hutt, who was focused, and frowned, "It's too late, go upstairs and rest."

Of course, he would not be merciful towards someone who wanted to kill him, he just felt physically uncomfortable facing such a bloody and violent scene.

Song Xun didn't understand why Hutt was watching so seriously.

Faced with the urging, Hutt was not very willing. When he looked up at Song Xun, he found that he looked serious, so he gave up watching the execution.

After closing the door, Song Xun couldn't help but say, "No matter what, you shouldn't hurt yourself on purpose."

Hutt leaned his head against his legs and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Song Xun thought he realized his mistake, and just felt relieved for a second, he heard Hutt continue: "I can't touch him now, but I swear, sooner or later I will make him pay the price."

The child's eyes were filled with ferocity: "Skin him and pull out his tendons, one cut at a time..."

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped on the head.

Song Xun had a headache, he knew what Hutt meant.

The housekeeper is Isabel's person. If he is dismissed or dealt with directly, it will make Isabel suspicious.

Hurt can be willful and make trouble, but he cannot realize Isabel's intentions.

But Hutt was still impulsive today. Similarly, the butler was Isabel's man, and because he was holding a grudge about this matter, he whispered in Isabel's ear, which made Hutt's situation even more unfavorable.

However, what bothered Song Xun the most was why Hurt had the aura of a dark villain.

At such a young age, instead of thinking about mental health issues, he is actually thinking about how to slice slices for people.

It's totally undesirable.

However, Hurt did not seem to realize his mistake. He covered his head and even felt a little aggrieved: "Why did Arnold hit me?"

"I'm going to hit you." Song Xun glared at him, "What a mess you have in your mind all day long, take a shower and go to sleep."

Hutt was angry but dared not say anything, and went into the bathroom angrily holding his clothes.

When he came out again, Song Xun asked him to sit on the bed and treated the wounds on his face and feet.

"Go to sleep." Song Xun put the medicine back into the cabinet. He turned around and found that Hutt's round eyes were staring at him. Seeing him turn around, the child patted the spot beside his bed.

She whispered pitifully, "Arnold, can you sleep with me? I'm scared."

Why didn't he seem afraid when he was thinking about how to take revenge on others just now? Song Xun complained in his heart, but did not refuse. He turned off the lights and lay down on the side of Hutt's big bed.

The next second, a hot ball rolled over and clung to him like a koala.

If Song Xun was a normal human being, he would be strangled to death sooner or later.

Early the next morning, Hutt and Songxun returned to the academy.

Life in the college is still the same as usual, getting up early to eat, going to class, eating after class and going to bed, nothing changes.

As for Hurt, well, he's sleeping.

The square desk seemed to have become his hypnotic object. New teachers and classmates replaced him one after another. Except for a robot named Arnold, no one could cross the invisible wall beside him.

Everyone knew that Hurt was moody, and even the teachers did not dare to interfere, so he always ranked last in the college assessments.

Kosir does not have a distinct alternation of seasons and always maintains the cool temperature of early spring.

Song Xun sometimes couldn't help but sigh at the passing of time. Every second was like a spinning compass, turning into an afterimage and running silently and rapidly.

It's another assessment season. Song Xun leaned against a tree trunk, waiting for Hutt to come out outside the teaching building.

The wildly growing branches spread out like an umbrella, letting in the warm sunlight.

Song Xun squinted his eyes comfortably, and suddenly felt a shadow falling in front of him.

He is a student who just came out after taking the assessment.

The curly-haired girl raised her lips and asked gently, "Are you waiting for Hutt?"

Song Xun nodded.

"He should be coming out soon. I saw the teacher in the examination room collecting the papers."

"Maybe not so soon." The male student who approached added slowly, "He had an argument with the teacher. The invigilator was so angry that his face turned red. He wanted to just yell at him to drop out and go home."

That kid got into some trouble again.

Song Xun frowned slightly, said thank you to the two of them, and was about to go into the teaching building.

The male classmate took two steps forward and scratched his head, saying, "Heart has such a bad temper and is not easy to get along with. Why don't you come to my house? It will definitely be better than staying with Heart."

The male classmate who was speaking was the youngest son of Admiral Rhodes. Compared with others, his family background was not intimidating to Hurt.

Although Hurt has a bad reputation in the academy, Songxun's situation is just the opposite. In the nearly eight years spent here, everyone gradually felt that Arnold, who followed Hurt, was a very gentle robot.

Everyone in this college is arrogant to varying degrees, and comparison, jealousy, and flattery are happening in every corner.

Song Xun helped classmates who were excluded to carry heavy objects, bent down to treat the wounds of injured classmates, patiently comforted crying students, listened to their stories, and even went over to water the flowers in the classroom when he saw them withering.

His kindness is equal and warm, which makes people let down their guard and want to get closer.

When dealing with a group of young kids, Song Xun always helps them with the mentality of an elder, but in the end he didn't expect to be welcomed by so many people.

He apologized to the male classmate who was looking at him expectantly, "I'm sorry, I don't have any plans to change jobs yet."

"Okay, then whenever you think of something, you must come to me." The male classmate looked a little disappointed.

The next moment, someone tugged at the back of his collar, pulling him back several steps with such force that he almost fell to the ground.

He looked up and saw the boy staring down at him, his face red with anger: "Heart, don't go too far!"

The fifteen-year-old boy's height has grown rapidly. According to Song Xun's personal measurement half a month ago, he has exceeded the 1.8-meter mark, which makes him more advantageous than students of the same age.

The slender fingers grasped the boy's collar, and the emerald eyes were slightly cold and green, and raised their eyebrows in displeasure.

"They've started to snatch people from me directly. Who do you think is going too far?"

He was at the age when secondary sexual characteristics were developing. Hurt's voice was low and hoarse, his shoulders were almost as broad and solid as those of an adult male, his eyebrows and eyes were deeply contoured, and his Adam's apple was prominent.

The male student was unable to breathe due to the tight collar, and he was unable to get rid of Hurt's control at all.

He looked at Song Xun for help.

"Heter." Song Xun stopped him, "Let go of me now."

Hutt glanced coldly at the male student under his hand and let go of his hand reluctantly.

If there is anyone who can restrain the lawless Hurt, the first choice is his robot, Arnold.

This kind of cognition has already reached a consensus unconsciously.

The male classmate bent over and held his chest to cough. The female classmate who was originally next to Song Xun was scared away by Hutt's expelling look.

"I've finished my exam, let's go back."

Song Xun followed Hutt and left side by side. Not long after they walked away, they could still hear discussions behind them.

"He is totally ungentlemanly. No one would believe that he is the son of Marshal Surrey."

"You are just relying on your majesty's favor. What can you achieve?"

"He will graduate next month through the unified examination. With his level, he probably can't even get into any academy in the inner city. How can he be so arrogant?"

"Graduate quickly. I don't want to go to the same school with him anymore."