[A slave will always be a slave, you bastard, do you think you can escape from the clutches of this young master?]
In the dream, on a crowded street, a beautiful young man in luxurious clothes was holding a whip in public, beating and scolding the boy in ragged clothes in front of him, and the boy could only
He curled up on the ground and let this beautiful boy beat and scold him.
Suddenly the dream transformed into another scene.
[Bastard, come here. If you don’t make me feel comfortable tonight, you won’t be allowed to eat or sleep. 】
In a dimly lit room, a half-naked beautiful boy was lying on a soft bed. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the dirty boy whose face could not be seen clearly. The chain around his neck pushed his head down.
Pour on your crotch/bottom and vent your pleasure to your heart's content.
[Bastard, if you dare to run away, be careful, I will chop off your feet.]
Cold eyes, cruel and hateful warning!
[Bastard, you are just a slave, remember. 】
When it comes to beautiful boys, there is no such thing as 'dignity' for a slave.
Days like this passed day by day, until one day...
[You bastard, you actually dare to ruin your appearance, let me see if I don’t beat you to death!]
One after another, the fatal whip was whipped on the boy whose face was stained with blood on the ground. No matter how distorted the angry face of the beautiful boy suddenly became, and how hard he was whipped, the disfigured boy just fell to the ground.
The man on the ground laughed like crazy without feeling any pain, his laughter was desolate, his laughter was relieved, and his laughter was extremely liberating.
Then, the disfigured boy was finally resold. Although the new owner did not torture or abuse him, he made him live a hellish life every day, killing, killing, and killing. His whole body was stained with the smell of blood that could not be washed away, until
After he was abandoned by his master again, a light that he had never seen before and never dared to ask for appeared. That light was...
[Ruthless, just call it ruthless. Your freedom belongs to you. When you find the light that truly belongs to you, the agreement between us will no longer exist. 】
It was a gentle voice he had never heard before...
...
The boy lying on the bed with half of his face suddenly opened his eyes and immediately sat up from the bed, panting violently. When his consciousness gradually recovered, he calmed down and ruthlessly reached out to touch the area on his face that seemed to be still there.
Thinking of the dull painful scar, he frowned with hatred on his face. As this scar remained on his face, everything in the past was forever imprinted in his heart.
"My own light..." He murmured to himself, thinking about what Ymir told him when he first met him.
The master with particularly beautiful blue eyes suddenly appeared in his mind. There was a glimmer of light in his dark eyes, which was the light of hope. He had found the dawn that he wanted to pursue for his whole life.
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In the training ground.
There was a sudden bang and the ground shook violently.
Qian Yexue, who was knocked out, was about to hit the ground hard from behind when suddenly a pair of hands hugged her on the ground.
She raised her face and was stunned when she saw a gentle smiling face.
"Xiaoxue, take a rest for a while." Jerrys kindly reminded him that this child seemed to be working too hard.
"No, Brother Jerrys, let's continue." Qianyexue immediately jumped out of Jerrys' arms, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, clenched the sword in his hand, and prepared to continue receiving attacks.
Seeing the child's persistent look, Jerrys sighed helplessly, held the dragon tooth gun in his hand, and his eyes changed instantly as he rushed towards Qianyexue.
*
In the woods on the other side.
Xia Zhongtian was beaten by Warrens so badly that he lay on the ground panting heavily with injuries all over his body.
"That's it for today's class."
When Warrens was about to put away his sword and turn around to leave.
"wait wait wait."
He was stunned, turned around, and saw Xia Zhongtian holding the sword in his hand, slowly and resolutely stood up from the ground, with eyes that refused to admit defeat, and said: "It's not over yet..." Before the woman came back
, he will definitely become stronger to show her!
"Then let's continue." Warren immediately pulled out the knight's sword again and faced Xia Zhongtian.
...
Rumblings sounded one after another. The two of them were knocked to the ground again and again by each other in different places. The injuries on their bodies also continued to increase bit by bit. However, they were not afraid of the pain on their bodies that made them fall to the ground again and again.
Standing up again, what makes them so unwilling to admit defeat is that they have only one unswerving obsession, which is to never allow themselves to fall in front of anyone, to make themselves stronger, and then stronger!