
On the other side.
A woman was munching on biscuits, flipping them over and over. The taste is delicious, adding to the taste. The burly man faced towards him and bowed. Deros looked around him. The residence was obviously luxurious, but not very luxurious. The simple coreor who impressed was unlike the other noble coreors. The sofa was white and there were two paintings, none other than Liera's and Viscount Elca's.
He stared in disgust at Liera's painting, what a prized painting of his father did not deserve to be in Liera's residence. It was very desirable for him to remove the painting and tear apart Liera's painting. There was no painting of him and only Liera's painting.
"Have you finished looking at my residence?" ask Liera. He got up from his seat and twisted his body. From earlier he observed the face of Deros in front of an oval-shaped mirror in front of him with a small size. He prepared to meet Viscount Elca and choose the best jewelry. "You can go" Liera ordered her two guards.
"Cih, I'm so disgusted to see you. If I may choose, I will never ask to be born from your filthy body." Shouted Deros. His hatred even defeated the vast ocean. He wanted to tear his body apart, throw it into the tiger's cage.
"Huh, do you think I'm going to give birth to you. Your body is disgusting too."
"No, my body is not disgusting, it is my body that is holy. While your body is dirty. Mother said to me, I was born holy, your deeds are filthy." Shouted Deros, he remembered the words of his mother while accompanying him to sleep. With gentleness he explained everything. Because his heart ached while listening to the nobles and his friends call him an illegitimate child. It turns out they already know, the rumors of Liera's life. For female nobles, they would not stop gossiping until they found their roots.
"Do you think everyone doesn't know what you're doing? I'm the victim of what you did." Shouted Deros. He ran, then jumped on the nightstand and took his father's painting. Then turning to Liera's painting, he tore the painting apart into two.
"You, you bastard son." Shouted Liera. He immediately pulled Deros down to the floor. Not only that, he slapped Deros violently and fell to the floor. Until his cheeks were bruised, his mouth came out fresh blood.
Liera grabbed Deros' collar, she aligned her height. Hatefully and with hardened jaws, he pushed Deros' body until the impact of his head came to the corner of the table.
"Ah," Deros tried to get up, he endured the pain in his right hand.
"Look, don't try to provoke my anger. I don't care, you're my son if it's not a clear battery can kill you." Liera said with great emphasis.
He squeezed Deros' right hand, until Deros screamed in pain and let out tears. "It looks like your hand is broken, it would be better if I broke both your hands." Liera smiled cunningly.
"Please don't bother my mom and dad. Let her be happy, you want me. I want to be your slave." Deros said with tears on his cheeks.
"Do you think I'm stupid? I don't need you. I'm not going to be your mother anyway."
"You lied, you promised me."
"Curtain, disgusting." Liera stepped away with a face of emotion. He ordered his two guards to take Deros to his meeting place later.
Deros was taken by both Liera's bodyguards. Arriving in the dirty building, can be in katana building is faint fragile. The building used to be used as rice storage for ordinary people. But because it has built a new building made of solid walls. The people also do not care about the building made of wood, whether it wants to collapse or not.
"It's so dirty" Liera saw a mouse walking in front of her.
"You guys, tie him up." Liera's orders.
Deros is tied with both hands back. Then it was tied back to a chair.
"Stop, you are a crazy woman. I believe you won't choose you." Shouted Deros. He nodded, asking to be let go.
Liera stepped towards him, she pulled the sword on the body of her bodyguard. Then scrape Deros cheek. "I don't care, he chose you or he chose Michelia." Liera. He threw the sword beside him.
Liera sat in front of Deros who was quite far away, he took the grapes and ate them. He planned very carefully. Tonight Viscount Elca will be his.
And as time passed, he always developed his smile, staring at the door.