Erlan thought of something and couldn't help but sigh: "Little Master, do you still remember?"

"What's wrong?"

"When Erlan just served you, you asked Erlan what the meaning of life is and what is the purpose of living in the world."

"indeed."

"Yes... Erlan happened to remember that the little master had asked me this. Looking at the four dead people, he suddenly felt something and asked himself in his heart..." Erlan shook his head gently, "If everyone dies sooner or later, then what is the meaning of life? But I live a little dignified than them? I live longer than them?"

Although Noqi sighed, he did not reach the level of Er Lan, so he just listened carefully.

Fanna was surprised. She didn't expect that as a noble entourage, she would feel so pessimistic.

In the eyes of civilians in the capital now, Erlan is from an ordinary family, but she can become a follower of Miss Sreta's family. She doesn't know how many civilians are envied to the sky.

However, Erlan in front of him now looked a little worried.

Sreta smiled faintly: "It's normal for you to have this idea, including I think so occasionally..."

"How did the little master solve this bad mood at that time?"

Sreta smiled slightly, looked up at Erlan and asked, "Elan, I remember you like to eat cake?"

Erlan nodded: "I didn't expect that the little master remembered... When I was a child, I was poor and envious when I saw others eating delicious and sweet cakes. Until now, Erlan has the ability and will buy some to eat when I have time."

"Did you ever think that the cake will disappear after a few bites of it anyway, so why do you still need to eat it?"

Erlan was stunned: "This..."

"You won't stop eating the cake because it will be eaten, right?" Sreta smiled and shook his head, and turned his eyes back to the grave pit: "Maybe you will feel a little sad when you are about to finish the cake. But until you are about to finish it, you will feel the cake is extremely sweet and happy."

"Perhaps, the meaning of life is to pursue the sweetness and happiness that you have experienced after the end of your life."

Fanna didn't expect that Sreta was so young and had such insights.

She now looks at Sreta, and Erlan and the others are in extremely complicated moods.

One is the follower who assisted the evil, and the other is the tyrannical nobleman who looks like a person on the outside and has his heart.

She is still threatened to do things for Sreta, which is logically resistant to her heart.

But for some reason, it is difficult for her to feel a great resistance now.

After a while of self-doubt, Fanna attributed this feeling to the reason why her family was threatened.

After all, Sreta is right. As a nobleman, even if she is in the capital now, she wants to kill a family of civilians. It is not too simple...

Erlan's face gradually calmed down with a faint sad face, and she smiled gently and lowered her head: "Thank you little master to help Erlan."

Seeing the grave filling, Sreta looked up at the sky, and the black clouds were filled with blackness, and she couldn't even see the moonlight. She couldn't help but sigh: "Let's go back to the house."

Several people returned to the house, and the slave men were lying and sitting, but when they saw Sreta enter the house, everyone couldn't help but look at her.

Because Vanna's previous words were revealed, saying that Sreta was a nobleman, this surprised the slave men.

Their minds were limited, and they couldn't figure out the main reason why Sletta bought them, and was so kind to them that everyone was worried.

There were even a few people thinking about whether Sreta would kill them after they were finished.

This idea was dispelled by myself as soon as it was born.

If Sreta really wanted to silence her, she would have been executed by holding a slave contract. There was no need to spend such expensive medicine to treat everyone.

But the rest is done, what should they do next?

Seeing the slave men looking at him, Sreta smiled calmly, his face still pale, and he spoke.

"Everyone will have a good rest and take care of their health these days. I will come to see you again after the tavern is done."

Sreta didn't talk much, but he said things very bluntly and did not lay the groundwork as excited as before.

Mainly, Sreta is in a bad state now.

If she had been in bed at this time, she would have had many dreams, mainly because she was concerned about the tavern and then she had to survive until now. Although she had a special rest during the day, she was still very tired after all.

In particular, she also participated in the fight in the tavern and even killed someone with her own hands.

Not to mention that I was hit by a stick behind my back, and it is still swollen and painful now.

"I know you have many doubts, but I'm not in a good mood now."

Noqi stepped forward and gave a gift: "Don't worry, little master, Noqi will take care of everyone here."

"Okay." Sreta nodded, "Your sister has been treated with medication, and her body has not had a fever or hot anymore. As long as she wakes up, I will let you meet you when the time comes."

Seeing this tired face, Noqi smiled happily and immediately knelt down and kowtowed to thank him.

When the slave men saw Sreta saying this, they also promised Noqi to meet his sister in the future, they all smiled at Noqi.

Noqi and his family, but they are basically alone.

This is an extremely warm and kind thing in everyone's eyes.

However, in Vanna's eyes, it was Sreta's kidnapped Nochi's sister, and used it to threaten others to do things for Sreta.

It's not that Fanna thinks so, after all, she is a member of the threatened family...

"I allow you to use the coins plundered from the tavern, Nochi."

Noqi looked up in shock: "Little Master and Miss Erlan, aren't you here these days?"

Sreta shook his head: "I said I will come, but it's not recently that I can come to find you after the funeral of the tavern. So during this period, I allow you to go out alone to buy daily necessities, and you will be responsible for whatever you need. There are a lot of coins in plundering the tavern, which is enough for you to live for a while."

Noqi blushed: "Little master...there are many coins plundered from the tavern...Noqi is just a slave, can he really control it?"

The income of the tavern these days is still in the cabinet. Although most of it is broken money, there are dozens of silver coins together. Noqi has never owned so much money. Now Sreta allows him to control the money, so why doesn't he panic?

"It's okay, I believe you." Sreta smiled softly. "Now everyone is injured, and only you guys are not seriously injured. The task of taking care of them these days will be handed over to you."

"I understand!" Noqi kowtowed again, "I will never let down the little master's intentions."

"Of course, I only allow you to go out alone. Before the tavern's funeral is handled, others are still not allowed to go out privately. Of course, you can drink the wine robbed from the tavern, but you can't drink it at that time."
Chapter completed!