Release that Witch Chapter 935: Hope in the dark

Otto Percy was awakened by a noise.

He opened his heavy eyelids and looked at the candle on the candlesticks around him. The thin flames made the room very dark.

Day and night cannot be seen in the dungeon, candle has become his only measure of time. About every three hours, they would be replaced, and at the same time, the plate in front of him.

But that was the beginning.

No matter it is candle or food, the delivery time is getting more and more procrastinating. Sometimes, even after waking up hungry, he finds that the prison is still dark.

How long has he been held here? Otto shook his forehead and wanted to make himself more awake. The long-term detention of light has made him exhausted, especially when he wakes up in the darkness with no fingers, which makes him feel helplessly forgotten by everyone.

But he has to live.

Because the father ... and even the fate of Loki Family is in the hands of Anpei.

Otto propped up his weak body, rolled over and got out of bed, and slowly walked to the railing. In addition to supplementing the plates and jugs, he also hoped that the guards would give him a spatula. A long unshaven beard has covered the entire cheek, leaving oil and residue on it every time you eat it, and it will naturally emit an unpleasant smell over time, like a moldy and rotten orange peel. If the other party can't rest assured, it's no problem to give them to shave.

What's more, he is also a noble, and the request about appearance should not be rejected.

Otto heard a conversation outside the iron gate.

"What the **** were those people doing just now? It was the eldest son of Percy Family!"

In terms of volume, the speaker doesn't mean to whisper, it seems that he doesn't care about being heard.

"Tricks and taunts, isn't Clown doing this?"

"It's crazy. If these acrobatics groups dare to offend the sons of Earl, they will become fish food at the bottom of the river the next day. They are just a group of people without identity!" >

"Do you also know that usually, the eldest son is usually locked in a dungeon? Now Your Majesty does not like to watch the tricks performed by those guys. Without Lord of Dawn's advice, I do n’t think they dare to do this kind of thing. . "

"Well, just guess."

"I just say it casually, you love to believe it or not. Then again, what can you do if you don't believe me, and go to the prison for a dinner?"

"Oh, forget it ... just a few spit, it won't die if you eat it." With this sentence, a string of keys collided with each other.

"Well, if this is what Your Majesty wants to see, aren't you looking for yourself? Come on, I'm still waiting to close the plate."

Iron gate made a sour rubbing sound, holding on to a plate of food and leaving come in.

"Yo, sir, are you awake?" The other person seemed a little surprised to see Otto leaning against the railing, but the embarrassment on his face was quickly covered up. "Just, eat today's dinner. .candle I will change it tomorrow, the housekeeping Prime Minister side forgot to send the new one. "

Otto didn't reply. His bottom of heart surged a great sorrow, and even forgot to mention the request to shave. Although only a few words, he has been able to draw the truth of the previous noise from the conversation between the two. The Clown of the acrobatic troupe met the food delivery man, then hugged Anpei Moore, and spit in his food?

This shame makes his cheeks hot, as if a fire was baking.

The prisoner didn't care about his answer. After changing the dinner plate by himself, he left the cell soon. Although the furnishings and decoration in the room are as exquisite as the Duke mansion, the dull oppression makes No one wants to stay here more.

With the sound of footsteps disappearing, silence covers Otto.

For a moment, he couldn't help but want to yell, to scold the other party for neglect, and to scold Anpei for neglect ... but he didn't do it in the end.

Because the meaningless former will only make the next replacement time later, and the latter may be in the arms of the "old friend".

As for the dinner that was used to humiliate him, he didn't want to touch it at all.

Otto can't help but wonder if everything he's done is correct.

As he was about to return to bed, he suddenly trembled in the light of the corner of his eyes. wheat porridge in the dinner plate did not know when it turned into a bowl of Black water!

The eldest son of Percy rubbed his eyes, slowly moved to the plate, and carefully picked up wheat porridge.

That's not his illusion, nor the shadow of the faint fire, but the vermicelli has indeed turned into black, like a thick ink.

In an instant, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

Acrobatic troupe, Clown, tricks ... Is it all arranged by that person?

"Hugo said you were an ordinary acrobat. How did you get to know Your Majesty Roland, really Ah??

"It was just a coincidence. As for why Your Majesty fancy me, it is probably that my acrobatics performed well."

"Oh? Can you demonstrate?"

"Anyway, here is the simplest squid to spit ink."

Otto stared at wheat porridge for a moment, and suddenly inserted his finger into the bowl! After groping for a while, there was a touch of rough feel at the fingertips.

"What the **** is this done? Why does the water suddenly change color?"

"It's not over yet. Look at this tulle. Is there nothing on it? Now I put it in water and soak it, and then dry it with fire. Guess what will happen?"

"Nothing ... uh, wait, that's ... word?"

"Can you tell what is written?"

"Let me see, this is your name?"

"Yes, Hill Fawkes, this is my name."

Otto Grasp the rough object gently, and slowly raised the congee noodles. It looks almost transparent, even if directly immersed in wheat porridge, it is difficult to distinguish. Only when rubbing with your hands can you feel the existence of this tulle.

He held his breath, walked quickly to the candlestick, and unfolded it a little bit.

The faint black traces of water began to fade, and Candlelight was shaking.

Hurry up ... hurry ... hurry ... hurry, he shouted anxiously, the swaying shadow seemed to be shrouded from all sides, and the light in his hand was the only light in this world.

The moment the inscription appeared, candle went out.

Darkness swallows the entire dungeon.

Otto couldn't help but laugh softly.

He held his trembling shoulders, shoved tulle into his mouth, then crawled back to the railing and swallowed with porridge.

The warm warm current rolled over his throat and viscera, filling him with strength. But warmer than his wheat porridge.

Drinking wheat porridge so silently, a tear rolled down from the corner of the eye.

His persistence was finally in vain.

There are only a few words on the tulle. The handwriting is beautiful and flamboyant, and has a familiar taste from childhood.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."