Chapter 12 Night in the Castle

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Chapter 12 Night in the Castle

  Wen Shi didn't dare to get too close, fearing that the beard would fly the iron hook over like before.

  That would be such an unjust death.

  Beard also had worries. If he missed a hit, he would have to go to the flower field to get the iron hook. This was something he didn't want to experience.

  When Wen Shi was still a few meters out of the flower field, the owner of the castle and the bearded man had already retreated several hundred meters.

  The owner of the castle's patience was almost worn out by Wen Shi, and he also gave an ultimatum: "If you dare to destroy another flower..."

  Wen Shi knew that he was about to step on the opponent's bottom line. If he hadn't been caring about this flower field, the owner of the castle would have taken action long ago.

  So before he finished speaking, he immediately made his position clear: "It is everyone's responsibility to care for flowers and plants."

  One of the main reasons why the owner of the castle was afraid was because of Wen Shi's weird luck. He could damage several flowers in a row without any problem. If he continued like this, maybe the other party would be able to pick another good flower.

  There are only seven minutes left for Wen Shi to persist. He must first get out of the maze alive. As for the pollination plan, he will consider it after leaving.

  Just when the clouds were about to clear and the moon was shining brightly, the manservant suddenly rushed forward. Out of loyalty to the earl and anger at the destruction of the garden, he grabbed Wen Shi's arm regardless of his own safety.

  "Master, I helped you catch him!"

  Wen Shi was stunned for a moment, but without breaking away, he touched the back of the servant's hand twice with his backhand.

  The manservant had goosebumps all over his body: "Master, come quickly!"

  All his willpower was used to resist the urge to pick flowers, and he had no energy left to use the golden scissors. Now he was relying on his breath to hold on, but he couldn't hold on anymore.

  The manservant didn't notice at all that there was some light yellow pollen on the place where Wen Shi touched it, and a little light shone on it, making it sparkle.

  As the pollen was gradually absorbed into the skin, the manservant's eyes became confused.

  Wen Shi asked tentatively: "How does it feel?"

  "I want to live."

  After speaking, the servant shook his head violently and cursed angrily: "What kind of magic did you do to me?"

  He pulled Wen Shi's arm hard, as if he wanted to hand it to the earl from afar: "Master, hurry up!"

  Wen Shi had a complicated expression: "...He is lucky to have you."

  The owner of the castle waved his hands in disgust to disperse the sweet smell in the air, ignored the manservant's shouts, and turned around to leave.

After confirming that he was leaving, Wen Shi stepped out of the cursed flower field and then dragged the manservant out.

  The urge to pick flowers suddenly disappeared, and the moment he regained his consciousness, the screaming manservant was stunned, not understanding why the other party saved him.

  The golden scissors were on the ground, and he could always have a chance to fight back if he wanted to.

  Wen Shi glanced at the flower field and said with a cold face: "Take care of the flowers and plants. It would not be good to let you pick flowers there."

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