Fairy’s Box

This sleep was extremely sweet, and when Yale slept until he woke up naturally, it was already the next morning.

After being completely sober, he first checked the surrounding environment. The items in the house were neatly placed and nothing was damaged, so he was relieved.

After washing up, the black-haired knight noticed that the coffee table was filled with food again. Unlike the night before, it was full of fresh vegetables and fruits.

The little nurse again?

Yale walked to the coffee table, grabbed a melon, and after the refreshing juice slid into his mouth, his appetite suddenly increased, so all the food on the coffee table entered his stomach within two minutes.

After having a breakfast, he was about to complete Vesta's instructions and went to talk to the little girl, but unexpectedly the other party actually delivered it to the door by himself, with a steaming breakfast.

"Are you awake?" The little nurse had a sunny smile on her face, and the familiar basket in her arms was still filled with bread and milk jugs.

"Thank you, those fruits are delicious." The black-haired knight smiled as he tried to tighten the distance.

"Aren't you going to eat bread and milk?"

"I think I can eat it." Yale immediately sat back at the coffee table, ate the bread and milk in front of her, and said that the breakfast tasted good.

"Your mood seems much better... Why don't I accompany you to relax?" She made a suggestion that the black-haired knight could not refuse.

...

The arc-shaped arches of the promenade leave a row of cool shadows in the sunlight, and on the middle column of the two round arches, there are graceful statues of ladies carved. After a long time, the details of the carvings have been blurred, but their expressions are still very realistic, with smiles at the corners of their lips, as if they are gesturing with pedestrians on the road.

Both Yalei and the little nurse were very slow. She seemed to be afraid of getting sunburned. She held a small umbrella and jumped up and down the stone steps very lively, introducing him some little stories about this place from time to time.

"It seems that many nurses have left, why are you here alone?" he couldn't help asking.

"Wouldn't you feel lonely if you were alone?" She smiled sweetly, pure like a baby, and pointed to the tower in the distance with her white little finger:

"There are the best treasures in the manor, and I will take you there to see."

"..."

The black-haired knight chewed on the meaning of this sentence and followed the brisk and agile steps of the little nurse.

The tower not far away stood upright, nearly fifty yards high. Even an adult would struggle to climb it, but she was able to jump up and down to the top without showing any signs of being tired.

"Are you from Gaul?"

"No, I'm from Corsica."

"Do all Corsicans have straight hair like yours? Your dark eyes are beautiful."

The little nurse held a small umbrella with one hand, lowered her head and counted her steps, and kept talking to him childishly, her white uniform skirt fluttering lightly behind her.

"It used to be, but it doesn't anymore."

The top of the tower is a spacious platform, surrounded by a circle of guardrails. Standing on the top of the platform, you can see the dense woods and the entire manor at your feet.

"Did you see that there is an abandoned garden over there!"

The girl said as if showing off her treasure, because the manor covers a large area and there are many trees. If you don't overlook it from above, few people can explore the garden.

"It's beautiful, how did you find it?"

"Ah! It's Da Hei!" A smug look appeared on her little face. She was about to say something when she suddenly screamed and the small umbrella in her hand fell to the ground.

Behind the two, a big crow with blood-red eyes appeared.

The big bird stood directly on the platform, its black wings spread out, its sharp claws gripped the ground, staring at them viciously, its eyes bloodshot red.

Yale crouched down, picked up the small umbrella, and put it in the hands of the little nurse: "Don't be afraid, it can't hurt you. In this manor, the only person you have to worry about should be me."

At the same time he spoke, his eyes turned to the crow, and his eyes met.

"Gah!"

The crow suddenly let out a hoarse whine, opened its wings and fluttered, and scattered a few feathers.

"You are really amazing." The little nurse said almost admiringly.

"Yeah, maybe there's more."

As if infected by her, the black-haired knight couldn't help but want to show off something in front of this girl. For the first time, he tried to control the origin.

Along with his condensed eyes, invisible fluctuations with mental power seeped out of his eyes and entered the crow's mind.

"Gah!"

The big crow's body trembled again, and a few seconds later, under the surprised sight of the girl, he walked up to him tremblingly and rubbed his head against her white leather boots, looking more docile than a domestic dog.

"What's going on? Da Hei has become so obedient." Her eyes widened and she made a dreamy voice.

"I just told it to listen to you later."

Yale smiled cheerfully after a long absence, but he also did not expect that he would be so obedient today when he was usually so violent that he tried to dominate his fear field.

"You come!"

The little nurse grabbed his sleeve without hesitation, and quickly ran to the back of the platform, where there was a low debris, and there seemed to be the sound of gurgling water.

When the two walked behind the rubble, Yale realized that there was a sculpture hidden behind him.

This is a statue of a nun. It is carved from white and hard marble. The workmanship is very elegant. The expression is lifelike. The clothes and hair are as soft as silk.

It is worth noting that this nun was wrapped in thorns, deeply stabbed under the skin, kneeling on the ground in a prayer shape, her eyes and pupils looking sadly into the distance, as if she was witnessing some kind of tragedy that was happening.

tick...

At this moment, a drop of crystal dew fell from the eyes of the statue of the nun, and fell to pieces after falling to the ground.

"She is Saint Cadia."

The little nurse gave a brief introduction, then folded her palms, knelt down reverently in front of the statue, closed her eyes, and seemed to be praying to the statue of the saint with thorns all over her body.

tick...

Another drop of dew, like a tear, fell from the eyes of Saint Cadia and fell silently to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yale's heart moved inexplicably, and suddenly asked:

"Why is she crying?"

"She cried because she knew the world was suffering."

Looking at the statue of the saint who looked into the distance with tears in her eyes, the black-haired knight was silent for a long time, and then his eyes turned to the thorns wrapped around the saint:

"Why is she bound by thorns?"

"Because she will suffer with the world."

...

After a long time, he asked again:

"How long will this suffering last?

She opened her eyes, and her innocent face exuded a holy brilliance:

"Until the world is saved!"