Personality V: I will save everything

Chapter 611 Interpretation.

In general, these two guys, Sergei and Kreacher, have done everything they can, whether they should be done or not!

However, before Servi came here, he had something to say to Kreacher, but now he had completely forgotten what he wanted to say.

Perhaps it was because too many interesting things had happened during this period of time, making his mind a little confused. Or perhaps it was because of Kreacher's presence that his attention was completely attracted, so that he forgot his original purpose.

Anyway, now Servi looked at Kreacher who was already sleeping on the bed, his heart was filled with tenderness and love. He couldn't help but kissed Kreacher gently on the cheek.

Although this kiss was extremely gentle, it contained Servi's deep feelings for Kreacher.

After the kiss, Servi closed his eyes contentedly, with a smile on his face, and soon fell asleep. However, he didn't know that Kreacher wasn't asleep at all.

After Servi's breathing gradually stabilized and he fell into a deep sleep, Kreacher slowly opened his eyes. He stared at Servi, looking at his peaceful sleeping face, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

After a while, Kreacher carefully reached out his hand, as if he was afraid of waking up Servi, and his fingers gently touched the place where Servi had just kissed, which was his cheek.

"How disgusting." Kreacher secretly said in his heart, frowning at the same time. He didn't understand why Servi did this. It was obvious that the relationship between them was just a simple transaction of body and money, why did he have such an intimate behavior?

The more Kreacher thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He really couldn't understand Servi's thoughts. If it was just a simple sexual act, he might be able to understand it, after all, it was an agreement between them. However, kissing was really hard for Kreacher to accept.

"Isn't the relationship between us just ordinary physical and financial?" Kreacher said to himself, "Why mix in these strange feelings? It's really disgusting."

He shook his head, as if trying to get rid of these distracting thoughts from his mind. Then, he gently withdrew his hand, closed his eyes again, and decided not to think about these things anymore.

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the other side,

Since Robbie, Stellan and Inara gave that group of street kids a good beating, the environment around the Golden Rose Theater has changed significantly. Originally, those street kids often wandered around this area, causing a lot of trouble to the surrounding residents and passers-by. However, after this beating, they seemed to be scared and dared not approach the Golden Rose Theater easily anymore.

Andrew was very satisfied with this situation. He smiled and said, "This is really great! These days, my face is almost stiff from laughing." Indeed, since the area around the theater became quiet, Andrew was in a particularly good mood.

However, Andrew is not a person who is good at expressing emotions. He usually has relatively few facial expressions, and always gives people a sense of indifference.

However, in order to make himself look more like an elf close to humans, he had to force himself to smile and maintain a smiling face every day.

Such a disguise was not easy for Andrew, and he often felt exhausted. But in order to maintain his image in people's minds, he persisted.

Now it’s great, Andrew has finally been completely liberated!

In fact, his patience with the gang of street kids had already reached its limit. Every time they saw Andrew, they would ask him for food without any hesitation.

However, in order to maintain his good image as an elf, Andrew had to meet their demands every time.

To be honest, Andrew did not think he was a cold-hearted person. If those children really asked him for food because of family difficulties or because they were really hungry, Andrew would be very happy to help them.

But the problem is, these homeless children completely see Andrew as a place where they can get free food.

Whenever they had free time, they would appear in front of Andrew like ghosts and ask him for food. What's more, Andrew could meet some of these street kids as many as three or four times a day!

This... really can't be blamed on Andrew for annoying them... ヽ( ￣д￣；)ノ

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"But don't you really think that your temper has been getting worse recently?" Norton looked at Andrew seriously, seeming very dissatisfied with his recent performance.

Andrew frowned. He didn't understand why Norton said that. Although he was not the kind of child who liked to talk a lot in the manor, he thought that his temper was always mild.

However, Norton's words made Andrew reflect on his recent behavior. He remembered that he seemed to have become a little irritable recently, and a little thing could make him lose his temper, like a firecracker that would explode at any time.

What on earth was going on? Andrew pondered over it and suddenly realized that the problem might be with Antonio.

Antonio is a demon, belonging to an evil and greedy race. Recently, he always likes to run to the casino, which makes Andrew feel uneasy. After all, the casino is not a good place, it is full of temptations and dangers.

Moreover, Antonio was always a troublemaker even on weekdays, always causing trouble. Andrew thought that he might be so irritated because he was worried about Antonio.

Although before coming to the casino, the owner of the manor gave Antonio a special ability to ensure that he would win money every time he gambled in order to prevent him from losing everything in gambling, even without leaving any pants, this victory was not earth-shattering, but just some insignificant money.

Nevertheless, Andrew still did not dare to take it lightly just in case.

He insisted on checking on Antonio strictly every night, requiring Antonio to put every penny he earned that day on the table without reservation and not allowing any concealment.

But even so, Andrew's mood still plummeted. However, it was no wonder. Anyone who had someone in the family who liked to go to the casino every day would feel unhappy.

Thinking of this, Andrew couldn't help but sigh.

He knew that Antonio's character was difficult to change, and he himself could not continue to be influenced by Antonio.

He decided to adjust his mentality and not let his emotions control him anymore.

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the other side,

“Hahahahahahahaha….”

A burst of unbridled laughter suddenly rang out, echoing in the air as if it was about to break through the roof.

The laughter came from the famous detective Sherlock Holmes, who showed such an abnormal reaction to the beating of those homeless children.

When Holmes heard the news, he did not feel regret or sympathy like ordinary people. On the contrary, an incomprehensible smile appeared on his face.

It was an unbridled and arrogant laugh, as if he didn't care at all about the plight of those homeless children.

In fact, these street children have long become a major problem in society. Their existence has brought great trouble to the lives of ordinary people.

In England, since abortion is not allowed by law, many irresponsible parents are unwilling to raise their children well after giving birth to them, resulting in these children wandering the streets.

Not only do these street kids run around and disrupt social order, but their destructive power should not be underestimated.

Those narrow windows, chimneys and other places that are difficult for adults to enter are like thoroughfares for these children, and they can pass through them easily.

It can be said that many crimes are actually committed by these children.

So, in Holmes's opinion, the homeless children were beaten up entirely because of their own fault.

They not only robbed others of their jewelry, but also disturbed the peace of society. Shouldn't such behavior be punished? What's so bad about being beaten up?

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Not only that, compared to paying attention to such trivial matters, Holmes was more interested in the nectar given by Andrew, and he couldn't wait to try it.

He first carefully took a sip of the red nectar. Surprisingly, although he had not eaten since early morning, after tasting the nectar, he did not feel hungry at all!

Then, Holmes turned his eyes to the bottle of blue nectar. In view of his previous experience, he was cautious, so before drinking it, he found a strong rope and tied himself tightly to the ground to prevent any accidents. After everything was ready, he slowly poured the blue nectar into his mouth.

However, the moment he swallowed the nectar, a powerful force suddenly lifted him up, as if his body had lost weight.

Even though he was tied up with ropes, the force was still unstoppable, and in the end, he floated straight to the ceiling like a balloon!

This is so much fun!

Holmes sighed inwardly, while holding the rope tightly, carefully pulling himself back to the ground little by little.

Fortunately, Holmes had made sufficient preparations before this.

He quickly picked up a piece of iron that he had prepared long ago and tied it to himself without hesitation. Although the iron block was a bit heavy, it could effectively prevent him from floating towards the ceiling like a balloon for the time being.

Holmes breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about how to test the mysterious green nectar.

Andrew once said that this green nectar has magical effects and can save his life at a critical moment. So, does this mean that it can only be used when you are seriously injured?

Holmes fell into deep thought. If this was the case, should he go to the hospital and find some dying patients to conduct experiments? After all, this would allow him to know exactly the effect of the green nectar.

However, after careful consideration, Holmes finally gave up the idea.

This nectar was so precious that he had not even told his own brother Mycroft about it. It was better to keep such a rare item for future use.

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the other side,

In the Golden Rose Theatre, Norton was standing in the center of the stage, doing the final check on the script that was about to be performed with the two actors who were about to appear next.

"Norton, you really don't have to worry so much!" One of the actors said with a smile, "Trust us, Violetta and I are professionals!"

Norton frowned anxiously. He had almost repeated the same thing three times.

Although Natasha could understand Norton's desire to perform the script to perfection, she felt that there was no need to be so nervous.

After all, she and Violetta have been working in the theater for a long time, facing new playbills every day, and each time they only need to read the script once to perfectly present the content on the stage.

For them, this is not a difficult task.

"Are you right, Violetta?"

Violetta was concentrating on the script in her hand when she was suddenly interrupted by Natasha's voice. She raised her head sharply and her eyes met Natasha's.

"Yes, Norton, don't worry, the script is a piece of cake for us." Violetta replied confidently.

After all, this script was written by an innocent child like Carl, so it was easy for experienced actors like them to perform it.

However, Valletta felt a little worried. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to express her concerns.

"Natasha, aren't you planning to have a few more children with Joke recently? Can your body handle it at this time?" Valletta asked with concern.

Natasha smiled slightly, gently stroking her belly, and comforted her: "Oh, you are talking about this, Valletta, don't worry, you haven't gotten pregnant in the last few times."

Her tone was light, but Violetta could sense her anticipation for the child.

As Natasha spoke, she continued to gently stroke her belly, as if she could feel the presence of the baby in her belly.

As Valletta looked at her, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. At the same time, she prayed for her, hoping that this time she would be able to get pregnant as she wished.