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    To take care of Aphra, Li Xin entrusted it to a nearby neighbor, Grace, a woman who also lost her relatives in the hunting and was also alone.

    Although she is not very close to Li Xin, she does not dislike her as much as other villagers. Moreover, Grace is physically strong and is a good hand at farm work. Taking care of Aphra’s daily life is not a problem.

    Before Li Xin left, she took the seriously ill Aphra to Grace’s home and took out all her savings – a gold coin.

    This is what she earned through hard work some time ago.

    Grace took the sparkling gold coin, and while excited, she looked at Li Xin with a somewhat complicated look.

    “Don’t worry,”

    She looked at the thin and pale Aphra with some sympathy in her eyes.

    “The price you gave is very good. I will take care of her wholeheartedly.”

    Li Xin promised to give her a gold coin every month on the condition that she take good care of Aphra and Li Xin would send back the medicines she needed.

    For the villagers in the small village, a gold coin is almost sky-high price, and Grace will not be ignorant.

    Of course, Li Xin couldn’t believe everything, so she left a badge on Aphra’s body. This was a bargain with the system, which allowed her to receive information about Aphra’s physical condition every few days.

    After explaining Grace, Li Xin put on a gray cloth cloak, picked up her shabby little cloth bag, and prepared to go to Rose Manor.

    Grace saw her to the exit of the village. She wanted to say something but stopped, and finally sighed and said in a low voice:

    “May God bless you.”

    Poor child.

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    This is the end of the cursed land.

    The devil planted roses in front of the manor.

    They are always rustling in the night,

    Swinging the stems and leaves and singing:

    We are buried here,

    Our body is his soul.

    If one day we wither,

    His eyes will shed tears of blood.

    Li Xin sat in the carriage, listening to the driver waving his whip and humming the ballads of Ubis.

    She rubbed her eyes and curled up and hugged her knees.

    She knows the story of Rose Manor. It is said that a long time ago, there was a tall, gray castle here, with a large number of delicate roses planted in front of the castle.

    The sickly little prince was imprisoned here, counting down his life day by day.

    One day, the little prince disobeyed the king’s order and walked out of the dark castle and came to the blooming rose field.

    The moment his fingers touched the rose, his skin was pricked by the thorns of the rose, and he fell down and died.

    From then on, the Ross Manor was completely closed, and the prince’s body stayed in the crystal coffin of the manor forever. The vines climbed all over the red brick walls, and the Ross Manor gradually disappeared from people’s sight.

    But every year, Ross Manor calls for a waiter.

    They offered generous remuneration, attracting young and lively young people one after another.

    Of course, those people never went back.

    Their families received their monthly payment, as well as the extra one hundred gold coins.

    Some people say that they sold their souls to the devil, and the never-fading roses at Rose Manor are the best proof.

    They are roses raised on rotting corpses and blood, and they will sob and sing at midnight.

    Li Xin touched her nose and had to say that without systematic help and absolute force, she was still a little panicked.

    She couldn’t help but get close to the car window and looked out as the car swayed.

    Wherever you look, there are dense forests.

    Gen: It’s my first time to write a dark fairy tale and it’s so dirty・ω・`) I’ve been reading hard these past two days to make up for it.

    PS: The ballads appearing in the article were made up by Gengen himself, and there is no way to verify them.

    If there are similarities… it is basically impossible_(:з」∠)_

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