Chapter 572 Ch571 Natalie's Compensation

Chapter 572 Ch.571 Natalie’s compensation

‘blasphemy? I heard nothing and saw nothing, Lady Natalie,” those who feared her power would say.

'Your brother is just ill. I believe that under the light of the Father of All Things, he will recover one day and walk in the sunshine like you, find a gentle and kind wife and become another member of the Benevento family. A proud one' - that's what a gentleman with a decent face would say.

She was very curious about what Roland Collins would say about a blasphemer who was born with a curse and changed his color - although she didn't think there was anything really wrong with her brother. If it was a curse, it was left behind by her father or mother. sin.

But what surprised her.

Roland did not answer her question. Instead, he turned his head and asked her brother enthusiastically.

"Men are more interesting than women?"

Rupert Benevento:…

"Are you insulting me?" His color changed slightly and his voice became shriller.

"Why should I insult you with a man or woman who only exists in hypotheticals?" Roland blinked: "Is steak an insult to animals that never eat meat?"

Rupert stared at Roland quietly for a moment with his pink eyes filled with countless pieces of broken glass, with a cold expression: "I don't have to answer your question, Executor. Unless I am in the dungeon of the Tribunal... you have this ability. ”

Natalie laughed: "Maybe he really has it, Ruby."

Rupert was annoyed: "Don't call me Ruby."

"So, Lulu?"

The boy grinned, finally remembering that he shouldn't argue with this fat pig-like sister - he had never won, and at the same time, her sister would not be angry because of it, making him feel like a 'winner'.

"My brother was born like this. I mean, his hair, eyebrows and eyelashes, his eyes, he had some... My father went to a lot of doctors, and he went to alchemists who worked with metals and poisons. division…"

Natalie made a very indecent grunt like a pig digging into the trough, picked up the wooden bowl, and scraped the scattered pudding inside into her big mouth with a spoon.

Apply a handful.

"...Excuse me for being rude, Mr. Collins, but you seem to be troubled by such a 'curse', don't you?"

Quite rude indeed.

But Roland now also knows what kind of character this Ms. Natalie is in front of her.

"I'm lucky, madam. There is a light that always illuminates my path, warming my flesh and soul - maybe I can get to this day without more than just a light or a flame. I don't know about the curse, nor do I Thinking that the All-Father would curse a new, pure soul.”

"In my opinion, it's just a disease that we haven't discovered yet."

He pointed to his hair, eyebrows, and eyes.

When Roland was speaking, the boy who was immersed in the soup raised his eyes slightly. After noticing his sister's gaze, he quickly lowered his head and raised his ears.

"Like the one you met, my friend Halida."

Roland described Halida's situation.

"This is also a rare disease. We cannot attribute all unexplained conditions to a 'curse' - that is not a happy thing for a religious person. Don't you think so? This is He is slandering and blaspheming the Father of all things, the benefactor who gives us the honor to bathe in glory.”

With Wrench's explanation, Roland was confident.

At least Halida's body is a disease, Beatrice's body is, and this Mr. Rupert's body must be the same.

"If the Father of All Things is really as kind as you said, he shouldn't have made me like this, Executor." Rupert put down his spoon with disdain on his face: "Glow? I'm not even qualified to meet the glow. You Don’t you think that you are the only one who memorizes the Book of Eden?”

"Rebuttal personality."

"The heart is fragile and the self-esteem is strong."

"By the way, it's best for people with a disease like his to avoid sunlight."

-

Do you know how to cure him?

"It's a pity."

Roland pondered for a moment and repeated Wrench's words: "Stop seeing the sun, Mr. Benevento. This is not a fatal disease, but you may have to miss some appointments during the day...I am not kidding when I say this."

Before Rupert could retort, Natalie showed a surprised look.

It is true that her brother cannot see the sun.

"Mr. Collins! Have you ever seen this...I mean, the same patient?"

"No." Roland shook his head: "When I was young, I heard an old doctor tell me. Madam, this is indeed a disease, not a curse - just like Mr. Benevento's and mine. , we are born, grow up, and enjoy the pain and joy of this world. Except for the color, there is nothing about us that is different from others.”

Natalie was disappointed at first, and then couldn't help but ridicule: "There is something different about loving a man deeply, Mr. Collins."

Clang.

Rupert threw the spoon, stood up angrily, and left the table without looking back - even so, he maintained the pace that a lady should have, 'swaying gracefully' through the corridor where the servants served, and disappeared around the corner.

"I bought you a new skirt!" Natalie yelled, "...he always does this. I'm also a woman, why am I never angry?"

Maybe your brother took care of the anger you should have had?

The strange way these two siblings get along is really interesting.

"If His Excellency the Duke or my brother find out that I told Lulu's 'illness' and let her meet a stranger - I'm afraid I will never be a guest at home again." Natalie looked around at the servants , laughing at himself: "They don't like me very much."

A lot is revealed in these words.

No one goes home and uses the word 'guest'.

"I can understand, ma'am. When I was young, Yam didn't welcome strangers to approach me. Even if they were familiar friends, she rarely let them meet me."

"Yes, monsters should have a harder life than normal people..."

Natalie pointed at Roland and Rupert, and perhaps herself.

"I was right, Mr. Collins, you are an interesting man."

Roland wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin: "This is what I want to say, madam. However, I hope you can find out the news about Halida's brother as soon as possible - otherwise, this 'compensation' will not be enough."

Natalie laughed: "I'm quite rude today, aren't I?"

Roland nodded slightly: "It's extremely rude."

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After seeing Roland off, Natalie staggered up the stairs with her belly puffed out.

"Can't they just let my Lulu live on the first floor? She has to climb the stairs every time she comes."

While grumbling, the fat woman dismissed the servant and pushed open her brother's door without knocking.

A girl with snowy hair reaching her waist stood in front of the mirror, wearing a rose-patterned ivory dress.

Her waist was tied up and her shoulders were bare.

So beautiful.

"I wish you'd knock on the door before you came in - how many times have you said that?"

"I'm tired enough, let me sit down for a while." Natalie sighed, supported her waist, moved to the chair, and threw herself in.

The overwhelmed chair let out a loud wail.

"That's my chair!"

"To be precise, it is the property of the Benevento family - it does not belong to you, nor to me, Lulu. We only have temporary use rights. And how long you can use it depends on how soon you are kicked out by your father."

The pink-eyed girl bit her lip with a look of sadness on her face, but the words she spoke were filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"If I wasn't as shameless as you, looking for drunkards, gamblers and diseased men, not like you living a dirty life, not like you making the name Benevento a joke, I think I could still do it. Stay at home for a long time.”

Natalie smacked her lips, recalling the previous bowls of delicious and tender pudding.

"yes."

she said.

"You can stay as long as you want...how about a new dress?"

Rupert rolled his eyes, turned reluctantly from side to side, and swung his skirt aside.

"...What do you mean by asking me to meet that Roland Collins? Do you think that as long as you are a man, I can - even be more beautiful than me? I am not you, Natalie, I am different from you."

"I'm not crazy."

Natalie licked the corner of her mouth: "I didn't ask you to love him either, Ruby."

"Don't call me Ruby."

"Lulu."

"Don't call me Lulu either."

Natalie thought for a while: "...little beauty? Those men all call me that."

Rupert smoothed his white hair and made an expression as if he was about to vomit.