Atlas Battle Song

After another day and night of rushing, Trand finally arrived at Dradite's manor and came to the door.

"The young master is in the room."

After finishing speaking, the old nanny took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her swollen eyes from crying.Trand hugged her deeply.But this made the old woman even more sad, and she cried:

"The young master has changed... completely changed... why did this happen? What a good child the young master is, why does God let the child suffer such a crime!"

"What happened at that time? Why didn't you let me know? If so, I wouldn't leave, and I wouldn't leave the young master half a step..."

As he spoke, Trand also choked up.

The old nan was silent for a moment, but decided to tell the boy the truth:

"Madam committed suicide..."

"suicide??"

"Yes, and at that time... Only the young master was in the room at that time... Poor child, I watched my mother commit suicide."

Trand was too surprised to say a word.

Suicide, the mother committing suicide in front of the child?how can that be possible?

Trand couldn't imagine such a thing, because his mother had loved him dearly.But if it's the countess... Looking back, the wife is indeed a cold person, indifferent to everything, not interested in anything, even her own son.When we met before, although the countess would smile politely, Trander always had a subtle feeling: she was tired of everything, even cold malice.

In fact, Trander has already seen it: Although the Earl has a surly personality and some bloody tastes, he is still a person who loves life in essence.However the countess...

Like a real monster.

wrong!Trander quickly reminded himself that he should not be disrespectful to the dead like this.And the most important thing is Master Yige... After witnessing his mother's suicide, it's no wonder the young master felt such great mental stimulation.

"I'll go see the young master."

Trand let go of the hands that were embracing the old nurse, took a step back, and looked anxiously at the closed door.

"Yeah, yeah..." the old nanny wiped her tears, "It's great that you are back, Little Trand...Maybe the young master will talk to you, now...he's already..."

"What's going on?!"

"I do not know."

The fragile emotions were crushed, and the old nurse's eyes became moist again, and she shook her head tremblingly:

"I don't know... the young master doesn't talk to anyone anymore. We went in, but he didn't seem to see it... Oh God, bless my child!"

how so.

Trander quickly stabilized his breath, and had to check the situation quickly.

He knocked on the door.

dong dong dong.

There was silence inside the door, as if no one was there.Trander found a piece of paper under the crack of the door, which he hadn't noticed before.

He picked up the paper, and there was only a short sentence written on the paper. The crooked handwriting almost pierced the paper, as if someone had engraved it on an iron plate with the tip of a knife:

"Very happy, Mr. Red Dragon"

"This is……"

Trander was even more disturbed. He knocked on the door again, but there was still no sound.

"Go in, the young master is inside." The old nanny sobbed.

Trander took a deep breath and opened the door——

In the dim room, the light undulates quietly, and the curtains are slowly flicking.The bright cold wind blows into the house, and the papers all over the floor are also blown up.

There are papers everywhere, densely written with the same adjective.

happy.

happy.

happy.

happy.

happy.happy.hapiness.happy.Mr. Red Dragon.

The letters seemed to proliferate infinitely, swelling to fill the entire space, and the red crayon was as dazzling as blood.There are letters everywhere, crooked and arranged randomly, like bloodstains scratched on the skin.The wind is blowing, the paper is flipping, and the words seem to be living flesh and blood.

Trand was so dizzy that he could barely recognize the word "happy."

The puppet cub was abandoned on the ground and buried alone in paper.It's still grinning happily.

But obviously, the little master doesn't love it anymore.

"Master Egg..."

Trand's heart was broken.

In the still life sits a young man in a white lace nightgown.He was very quiet, existing like air.

The cold wind howled, the windows were open, and the white light was a little dazzling.

Happy, happy, he was still writing, and the bed was full of papers.The boy sat alone among the papers, facing the window.

"Igo."

Trand called again.

The hand holding the crayon stopped, and little Egg bowed his head, unresponsive.

The black hair fell down, setting off the sickly pale skin.The boy was so thin that almost only bones were visible in his ankles.In bright light, blue blood vessels are clearly visible under the skin.

The boy just sat there like a translucent plant.

"..."

After waking up from the great shock and grief, Trand tried his best to move his body.He walked slowly across the room, stepping on the papers full of "happiness", making a rattling sound, his steps were as heavy as lead, and as if his bare feet were stepping on red-hot coals.

Trand never thought that "moving forward" would be such a painful thing.

"I am back."

He picked up the little puppet lion, patted the ashes, and came to Master Egg.

"..."

Egg was expressionless and unresponsive.Turn your back on him.

Trand took a deep breath, trying not to choke himself.He sat down slowly and put his hand on Egg's.

So cold.

He looked at Master Egg.

Those beautiful gray-blue eyes, once bright as jewels, were now dull.The boy's expression was very flat, as if he was in a distant time and space.Even though Trand was by his side, Egg didn't respond, but there were still wet tears on his cheeks.Shiny.

"Master Egg, I will never leave you again... I swear, I will never leave you alone again."

In front of the bed, Trand got down on one knee.

Like a knight swearing allegiance, he leaned down and kissed the pale hand reverently.Tears, remorse, pain and love, these intense and hot existences instantly filled the young man's heart.

He held Master Egg's hand tightly, and put his face on the cold back of his hand, and big drops of hot tears rolled down.

"Sorry, I came back late."

He said.

In the room, two teenagers are together.One sat and the other knelt by his bed.

****

What the hell happened that day?Why did Master Egg become like this?

These questions have always troubled Trander.The adults kept secrets, no one wanted to mention what happened that day again, and the earl didn't know what he was busy with, but he never came to see his son, not even a letter.Even the old nurse couldn't help complaining in private that the master was cruel.

Trander is now devoting himself to taking care of the young master, completely forgetting about the imperial capital's official duties.He didn't go back for several months, the knight commander must be furious, maybe he has already been fired.But that doesn't matter.

He just wanted to be by Egg's side now.

"Master, do you feel better today? Do you still have nightmares?"

Trander sat down by the bed, smiled and stroked Egg's forehead, the fever was gone for now.He kissed again.

"..."

Egg bowed his head, expressionless.

"Ah... I had a low-grade fever intermittently some time ago. I slept for a long time. I must be very dizzy. It's not very cold today, and the weather is not bad. Shall we go for a walk together?"

Trand stroked the young master's cheek, combed his hair, and braided it mentally.

"..."

"Okay, then I'll make a decision today! Shall we go to the lake? Dradite's scenery is beautiful, and there is a very beautiful lake. I heard from the farmer's children that there are otters by the lake. Isn't Master Egg the most Do you like otters? Let's take the dried fish and see if we can meet wild otters."

Trent smiled wryly, kissed Egg's forehead again, and then changed the young master's clothes with the maid.

Two days ago, the old butler sent someone to deliver a new wheelchair, just in time to take the young master out for a walk.This thing is very delicate, it was designed by the academy, and it is expensive.Trand recalled that the countess often needed to sit on such rare chairs when she went out.

Thinking about it this way, the sick and weak Young Master Yige really looks more and more like his mother...

"..."

As soon as Egg saw the wheelchair, he immediately showed a painful expression.

"Ah, don't you want this? Okay, baby, okay, we don't want this!" The nanny hurriedly comforted the young master, and the maids pushed the wheelchair away in a panic.

Trand realized: Maybe the wheelchair made Egg think of his mother, and he was afraid.

"No, let's go to the lake like this."

Trand walked over, and easily picked up the young master by the waist, letting Egg lean into his arms.

The old nan was a little uneasy: "Hey, be careful, is it okay!"

"I am the master's knight."

Trand smiled.

Indeed, he has grown very tall.Years of hard training has made the boy tall and strong, and he doesn't look immature when standing with the knights.

And after the serious illness, Master Yi Ge was very light, almost weightless in his arms.Trander hugged the young master very carefully, like holding a bouquet of white flowers cherishingly.

"Is that all right, master?"

"..."

Egg didn't object.

The old nan sighed: "I can't help it, then please let the little lion."

Trent smiled, and took the opportunity to kiss Master Egg on the forehead again, "Then let's go and take a walk by the lake."

It was a sunny day and they were walking together.

The lake water in winter has completely frozen, shining in the sun, and the ice crystals are like a thin layer of golden sand, or icing sugar.

Occasionally, the wind blows, and some shiny snow powder falls from the pine trees, like the wings of a fairy in a puppet show.

Trand hugged the young master all the way, laughing and telling stories.

The old nanny was always in fear, the young master would block the wind when it came, and the snow fell, and she was worried that the big fur on the young master would not be warm enough.The maids also temporarily recovered from the oppressive atmosphere, smiled and enjoyed the lake and snow scenery.Three other knights accompanied the young master to protect him.

"Look, look, these strange footprints!"

Trander was the first to discover a good thing, and quickly pointed it out to the young master.

"what is this?"

The girls also leaned forward curiously.

There are several strange marks on the snow.First there were a few small paw prints, then it turned into a whole section of sliding traces, and then there were small paw prints again... the cycle continued, leading to the bushes by the lake.

"It must be a hare," said the old Nan.

Trander shook his head mysteriously, and said with a smile, "I guessed wrong, no no no."

The maids also guessed.

"squirrel."

"The squirrel hibernates."

"Could it be a dog raised by the peasants in the village?" asked one of the knights.

"That paw print is too small."

Trinde complacently did not answer the riddle.He observed the young master, and found that Egg was also staring at the strange footprints on the snow, as if he was also thinking.

Great, it seems that the young master is gradually responding to the things around him.he thought with relief.

"We'll find out when we go to the lake to have a look, let's go!"

Under the leadership of Little Trand, everyone came to the lake.

From a distance, they saw a few small figures playing and running on the lake——

"Ah, it's an otter!"

The fluffy little otters were chirping, running happily on the ice with their chubby tails raised.They speeded up for a while, then slid their belly against the ice for a while, and then got up and ran again.Playing around with each other.So the string of "strange footprints" will be left behind.

"It's so cute!" exclaimed the girls.

"Right, right! I'm also an expert on otters. I used to play with otters by the river with the young master. I'm so lucky today, I saw it when I went out."

Trand smiled.

The old Nan and the knights laughed too.Everyone watched for a while, until the group of small animals ran across the lake and burrowed into the bushes on the other side.

"I like Otter the most."

Egg said.

!!!

Did you hear me wrong?

Everyone was amazed, Trand couldn't believe it, and the old nurse's eyes turned red all of a sudden.They hadn't heard Master Egg speak for a long, long time.

This is the first time.

"Master, can I open a zoo for you in the future?"

Trander tried his best to suppress his extremely excited mood, pretending to look at the lake calmly.

"Okay," said Egg.