Wien was stunned.

"You often have people tie them up?" he asked, as if uncertain.

"Other, it's not often... it's just that sometimes there's no way..." Somehow, Marquis O'Neill felt guilty under the gaze of these young girls.

"Please allow us to meet the two brothers and sisters first." Tasia stepped forward and blocked the frowning Wien and said first.

"OK--"

"Butler!" With the shout of Marquis O'Neill, a middle-aged man who looked gray-haired in the face came over.

Unlike his slightly older face, his back was straight and his appearance was more powerful.

"Master, what instructions do you have?" The butler bowed his head and saluted everyone.

"It's rare that Roy's friends come to play with him. Take these friends inside to meet him." When he said this, Marquis O'Neill paused and deliberately raised the volume a little: "They are all distinguished guests from Qingxi Academy, and the whole mansion must not be neglected!"

The housekeeper should have turned to Wien and his group to signal.

"Please follow me, VIPs."

Seeing that the topic on the court had been distracted, it was difficult to continue to play, but the uncomfortable feeling still lingers in my heart and makes it difficult to dissipate.

In the mind of this Marquis O'Neill, what is the difference between a person and an object?

Youyou glanced at Marquis O'Neill before he turned around and left with Tasia and Chris.

Watching the three of them leave, Marquis O'Neill, who was still there, let out a long sigh. "The young people are really amazing now... This invisible sense of oppression is really terrible."

But as soon as he said this heartfelt sigh... he realized that the current situation was wrong.

This is not the only study room where you can say whatever you want.

Under the strange eyes of his servants, Marquis O'Neill took up his bow tie in annoyance, and also pretended that nothing had happened and left the courtyard from the other direction.

The focus in the center of the venue dissipated, and a servant standing silently under the corridor quietly retreated, hiding in the inconspicuous corner beside the rest of their eyes.

...

Wien followed Chris silently and led by the O'Neill family to a cottage at the deepest part of the Marquis' mansion.

"This is the residence of Master Roy and Miss Vivian." The housekeeper introduced.

"Don't they live with their parents?" Chris asked suddenly.

It is clearly such a large marquis mansion, and there is no problem of insufficient space. Why should we circle a single place in a secluded place and build a house independent of other buildings?

The butler was stunned for a moment, and finally shook his head gently as if he had nothing to say.

"I won't go in with you guys. If the young master and the lady saw my face, they would probably not be happy."

He reached out and handed out a key.

"The young master and the young lady did nothing wrong, but some things did not change with their personal will, especially... when they shouldered the family's expectations but deviated from this expectation. The master could only use coercive methods to save some of the crumbling glory of the O'Neal family."

"Are you making excuses for what you did?" Wien snatched the key from his hand. "The so-called family glory? I only know that each [people] themselves are the most core part of a collective."

"That's right!"

Chris also stood beside him, nodding in support. "Wyn means what I mean."

"Although we don't know what Marquis O'Neill was thinking, the reason why we were willing to help the brother and sister was not because of the idea of ​​seeking rewards, but just because we regarded them all as friends." Christie, who was unaware of the key message of Dark Magic, was as confident as the protagonist.

In her heart, she thought that this action was led entirely by herself, and Wien and Tasia were just temporary followers.

When the butler heard this, he smiled faintly.

"It is an honor for our O'Neal family to be able to gain friends like you." He placed his right hand flat under his left shoulder and bowed back.

Seeing the butler retreating to a relatively far place, Wien calmed down and whispered: "Let's go in."

The lock hanging at the door was quite powerful, and with the weak power of the two children, it was obviously impossible to break.

Wien turned the key and slowly pushed the door in.

Although I had a premonition in my mind, the scene inside the house was beyond his expectations.

There is no decoration in the house. It is perfect to describe this house as a bare wall. Some of the sunlight shining in slipped from the edge of the window that was too upside the opening, and bright light and shadow were cast on the dark-colored ground.

It is more like a confinement room than a residence or home.

At one end of the empty hall, Roy and Vivian were tied to a chair with their backs facing the door, and did not react at all to the sound of opening the door.

Wien walked towards them step by step, untied the rope tied to the bottom of the chair.

However, even though they were free from the constraints behind them, they seemed to be ignorant of this and just sat still.

At this moment, Wien suddenly understood why these two brothers and sisters were so slow to react to the outside world.

Perhaps, it is not because of natural disease, but because of artificially shaped learnt helplessness.

He made some sound on purpose before he walked ahead of them. "Roy, Vivian, I brought some delicious food and toys to see you. Do you still remember me?"

Hearing his voice, the numb expression on Roy's face finally moved.

When he looked up and saw Vien's figure, he seemed to have a little gleam in his eyes.

“…friend, friend.”

Roy seemed to be able to confirm until now that he was not in a dream.

Looking at the two of them silently, Wien did not show a pity, but said, "Today I also brought two new friends to play together. Let's talk outside. The sun outside is very warm."

“——————————”

Before he could have time to be happy, Roy asked in fear: "Father, my father said...I don't allow it, let's go out."

"It's okay, he knows I'm here to play with you."

As he said, Wien handed the keys to the room easily into his hands: "If he hadn't agreed, I wouldn't have come in."

After carefully understanding the meaning of Vine's words, Roy finally showed a hint of relaxation.

"Vivian, no, don't be afraid." After regaining his movements, he immediately ran over and took the hand of his sister who was still sitting in the chair. "It's friends."
Chapter completed!