Pirate : The Uncrowned King of the Underworld

"I..."

"What...are you going to do?"

A faint voice came from Stella's arms.

"you..."

"Don't try to scare us. Even if there is no Master Gryphon, we are not afraid of you!"

"Yes, do you still want to kill people in the street now that there is no royal law?"

"..."

Everyone looked at the boy in horror and backed away involuntarily. What kind of look was that? It was like a demon crawling out of the abyss. The flesh and blood on his body had been shaved dry, but his spine was still crawling toward you.

"I ask again...what are you going to do?" Gal grabbed Stella's collar and tried to get up.

But there was not much blood in his cold body to provide him with strength.

"Master, don't be angry, we..." Stella didn't want to get into trouble with these people. They still needed a doctor. If they took action, it would not end well.

Even if you put a knife on their neck, it might be able to achieve the goal, but in that case, the treatment process will inevitably lead to accidents. If the doctor makes some small movements, there is nothing she can do.

When she was about to lower her head to explain, she felt a wave of air spread out, and the young master fainted.

When Stella raised her head, the crowd around her had already fainted.

No matter how much she hates these people, she still needs their guidance now.

She frowned, feeling increasingly anxious.

"Sister Stella!"

She turned her head in surprise, as if she had heard this voice before.

A little girl emerged from the crowd, it was the child from the palace before. She looked at the unconscious crowd around her, pulled her and ran away without asking anything.

The crowd gradually disappeared around the corner, and Cherry breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and pouted angrily: "Those people are really too much."

"I know where the hospital is, sister Stella, I will take you there!"

Stella put away her tears, smiled and said, "Thank you."

She remembered that this girl, named Cherry, was the maid responsible for entertaining their party in the palace.

Cherry handed over a mask and said with a smile: "I just took this by hand. Consider it a punishment for those guys. I'll put it on for Mr. Gal."

She just glanced down at Gal's injury, then turned her head to the side, focusing only on putting on the mask.

Stella understood that this was to avoid being recognized in the hospital, so she acquiesced.

In addition, the other person's appearance made her feel very familiar.

It was the same when she saw the young master's scars all over his body for the first time. When she saw those bloody wounds, her heart twitched, and it hurt more than the wounds on her own body.

She thought for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Do you want to touch my master?"

She thinks the young master won't blame her...right?

After all, this girl has kept your beloved maid, and it is not too much to let others touch her. You should give others some reward.

No big deal... No big deal, just try hard on your throat...

"Ah!?" Cherry shrank her hands like an electric shock, a little at a loss.

"...This...that...ah, we're here!" Cherry seemed to have found a savior, but also seemed to be running away from something. She looked around and said nothing to him: "Let's go in quickly!"

Stella smiled, said nothing more, and followed through the door.

The opportunity has been given to you, don't blame her for not taking it.

"Grandma Jiajia, are you at home?" Little Cherry walked to an inner door naturally and knocked lightly a few times.

Stella looked around and saw that it was a small hospital with only two beds and some bookshelves.

I hope there is the young master’s blood type here!

She came to the bedside, put Gal down, and stood aside obediently, waiting for the news.

...

"Hey! So, sister, you brought up Master Gal?"

"You can't say that. I'm just responsible for taking care of the young master's daily life."

"Don't you mean the same thing? Hehe, that's what a guardian does. So, Sister Stella is Lord Gal's guardian?"

"I'm not the only one taking care of the young master, so it doesn't count like that. Emmm... Let's put it this way, for example..."

Gal's eyes trembled.

Who the hell is spreading rumors about me? I can’t even sleep peacefully.

Consciousness gradually awakened, and the memories slowly came back.

Lift your body and sit up.

"Master, are you awake?"

"Lord Gal, good evening."

When the two of them saw that the real owner had woken up, they stopped chatting and quickly gathered around.

"Master, how do you feel? Does the wound still hurt?" Stella naturally supported his body and raised the pillow to support his back.

Gal sat upright and looked around blankly: "Where is this?"

Cherry: "Here is..."

"Who are you? Why am I here?" Gal's words caused the surroundings to fall into silence.

Cherry stammered and said: "Ga...Lord Gal, please stop joking, this is the Kingdom of Cavodli, have you forgotten?"

Gal turned his head, frowned at her, and shook his head calmly.

"How...how...how could it be possible!" Cherry Jam was running around anxiously: "Grandma Jiajia! Grandma Jiajia, come quickly! Mr. Gal...he seems to have lost his memory!"

"嘁嘁嘁嘁~" An old woman wearing a white coat came over with a kitten in her arms.

"Don't worry, Cherry Jam!"

The probe and Gal looked at each other, then took out some instruments and tied them to Gal's arm.

He took out his reading glasses from his pocket, squinted for a long time, and then slowly raised his head: "Don't worry, everything is fine..."

"Not only has the blood pressure returned to normal, but even the wounds have begun to scab. Blah blah blah... It's incredible. Such a serious injury can recover so quickly. Are you a monster?"

Before Gal could say anything, he saw Cherry standing in front of him: "Grandma Jiajia, Sir Gal has lost his memory! See if there is anything you can do!"

Gal opened his mouth, but remained silent, letting her check him up and down.

The old lady known as Grandma Jiajia put down the instrument, stroked the kitten in her arms, and said slowly: "It is possible, blah blah blah - too much blood loss, resulting in insufficient blood supply to the brain, and the head...

The whole thing may be damaged."

Cherry Jam suddenly became anxious and grabbed her collar and shook her: "What should we do? Quickly save Mr. Gal! You must have a way!"

The old woman didn't say a word and turned her gaze to Stella aside.

Cherry also looked over, and just as she was about to speak, she said "Hey" and asked in confusion: "Sister Stella, you..."

At this moment, Stella held her hands together and hung them naturally in front of her body, no different from usual. But her face was bulging, and she turned away without looking at them, with the expression of a little girl having a tantrum.

"嘁嘁 老 ——" The mother -in -law opened her hands on her hands, and lamented ‘Young’ s so good ’, and went to the inner house.

"Stella...sister?" Cherry is a little doubtful about life. Stella, who was so worried about Lord Gal before, has been replaced now?

"Huh!" Stella understood what she was thinking, and continued to maintain this posture, saying angrily: "Don't worry, Miss Cherry, the young master is fine."

As a valet who has been with him day and night since childhood, she knows her master very well.

There was indeed no flaw in the calm look in the young master's eyes, but she knew clearly, would that be the kind of look the young master would have when facing a stranger? It should be a cold, lifeless look.

"Hey hey hey!??" Cherry was a little confused: "Then, what's going on?"

Stella glanced at the young master who was still pretending, then looked away, puffed out her mouth and said: "It's nothing, it's just that my master wants to change a maid..."

The more she spoke, the angrier she became: "My master is like this. Let alone getting a little closer to another man, even if he has a momentary thought in his heart, he will abandon you without hesitation."

"I think this is good. The young master likes you anyway. Why don't you just throw me away and you take my place."

Cherry glanced back and forth between the two, dumbfounded.

When Gal heard what she said, he simply stopped acting. He lay down carelessly, took Cherry's hand, and spoke kindly.

"I think that's okay." He looked at Cherry with a smile: "What do you think, Little Cherry, follow me from now on?"

"Humph!" Stella turned her back, out of sight and out of mind.

"Hey? Hey hey? Hey hey hey——!" Cherry was dizzy from the display of the two.

Gal rubbed Cherry's little hand: "Follow me and drink spicy food from now on. I guarantee that no one will dare to bully you."

"You must also want to go out and see the outside world, right? Although your country is peaceful, it is too monotonous. Even the only music is banned now."

"You don't have to worry about these things after you go to sea... blah blah blah..."

He spoke in an extravagant way, and even described the future happy life for Little Cherry. What he said was so vivid and vivid, just like the truth.

As for Stella...

She had just set out to sea, and she already had the idea of ​​sacrificing her body. If she didn't teach her a lesson, would she do it again in the future?

I couldn't bear to hit him, but I couldn't scold him, so I had no choice but to let him remember it for a long time.

Although Stella did it for him, I'm sorry, but he didn't accept the favor. If he could only survive by betraying his own woman, then he might as well die.

The more he thought about these bad things, the worse his face became, which frightened Little Cherry, who thought she had done something wrong.

Stella had been peeping here secretly, and naturally noticed his expression, and lowered her head timidly.

Take a deep breath, turn around and walk to the foot of the bed.

Little Cherry didn't understand what she was going to do: "Sister Stella?"

Stella ignored her and glared at her master, but did not get any response, feeling a little aggrieved.

He raised his feet and climbed to the foot of the bed, reached out to lift the quilt, and slowly got in.

Cherry on the side had a horrified face, looking at the bulging ball in the quilt, which was still rising and falling, she suddenly blushed with embarrassment.

"...Sister Stella..." She stretched out her fingers tremblingly, then pulled them back suddenly, covering her face and turning around.

Gal rested his arms on his head and said in a gentle voice: "Don't think that I will forgive you."

Then I seemed to hear a 'pop' sound, and Stella's muffled voice came out from under the quilt.

"I know I was wrong, Master."

Gal sneered: "Are you wrong? How could you? It was me who was wrong."

"Obviously he was ready to sacrifice himself for me, but he was still..."

His tone paused, with a tangled look on his face, and he gritted his teeth and continued: "It's all my fault... the willfulness of the master..."

"Okay, okay, you're awesome!"

His indifferent tone was very serious: "But... I won't do it next time."

Feeling Stella nodded under the quilt, she lay down. Don't ask how she felt it, it was just a connection.