"Miss Situ seems to value your deacon very much."

Sure enough, it was for Sasm.

"Of course, he's mine."

Situ answered in a flat, but firm tone.

"But what if one day he will do something that will subvert the whole world?"

Temple twisted the petals with his fingertips, and the pink sap dyed his fingertips red.

"What do you want to say?"

Situ Mei's eyes narrowed, her whole body tense, like a small beast on the defensive.

"Relax, Miss Situ."

Temple chuckled softly.

"As the master of Sasm, perhaps you should be entitled to know everything that will happen in the future."

He was also born again?

Probably not, the headquarters didn't mention it.

The system was dumbfounded.

"I serve the God of Light all my life. Just a month ago, the God of Light gave me guidance. It said that Sasm would bring disaster to the Orgris Continent."

With a long sigh, Temple's delicate eyebrows were wrinkled together, as if tangled in something.

"So, what is His Highness Temple going to do?"

Si Tu raised her rosy red lips and looked directly at him.

"Naturally yes"

Seeing his expression of hesitating to speak, Situ added for him,

"Send him to see the God of Light."

It seems that this plane male protagonist is really lucky, able to foresee the future and kill Sasm in the early stage of growth.

Temple seemed shocked by her words, and waved,

"If Miss Situ thinks this is too absurd, there are other ways."

He is the most loyal believer of the God of Light, and he does not want to be contaminated with bloody things.

"What else can be done?"

Situ raised his eyes, his expression indifferent.

She wanted to know, besides killing Sasm, what else could be done to prevent the collapse of the world in six months.

"If he sees you as master and obeys your orders, then it will all be easier."

This is the best solution he can think of.

"But you have to know that the future great devil will not recognize who is the master."

Even if this person is her, Si Tu is not sure that he will become obedient.

That's why the host needs a lot of domestication.

don’t even understand the joy of training, hey, it’s hard to make a system.

Why don't you try to kill him twice?

Feeling the coldness in Si Tu's tone, the humble system immediately chose to escape.

"What is Miss Situ's choice?"

Temple's blue eyes stared at her, not wanting to miss any of her expressions.

"I believe His Highness has given me a choice."

Si Tu's eyes fell on the delicate dagger hidden in the pocket of his dress.

She was tired of trying again and again.

It's not good to be direct.

Temple, who was poked at the center, was a little embarrassed, and used praise to cover up his embarrassment,

"I believe that under your leadership, the Magritte family will surely return to its century-old glory."

He talks a lot

Shi Tu felt tired.

The host is used to it, but in comparison, is it a villain?

The system's Star Eyes draw a red line for its host and villain every day.

Fight for the performance at the end of the year.

Handing the dagger engraved with complicated and strange patterns to Situ, Temple looked solemn,

"If you make the final decision, please put this dagger into his chest on the night of the full moon."

Si Tu raised his head and glanced at the moon that looked like a hook.

There's still half a month left.

The cold touch made her a little uncomfortable, and the ruby ​​inlaid on the dagger glowed red under the refraction of the moonlight.

"I know."

Putting away the dagger, Si Tu did not intend to give him a definite answer.

Temple will naturally not press step by step, after all, this lacks the cultivation of a gentleman.

Bending to her in a salute, Temple showed a charming profile.

But it was this angle that made Si Tu slightly startled.

For a split second, she thought she had seen Thasm.

Why doesn't this guy do it himself?

The system gets angry when it looks at him.

Of course, don't want to be contaminated with the blood of the devil.

The identity of the spokesperson of the God of Light does not allow him to be disqualified at all.

By the way, how much do you know about the villain's life experience?

Sasm's origin, she also asked someone to check before, but it was all erased artificially.

Therefore, Si Tu estimated that his identity should not be simple.

don't know much, the headquarters didn't say anything

The system speaks the truth.

Situ:

What's the use of keeping this system!

Back in the noisy main hall, Si Tu saw Sasm who was still there at a glance.

He didn't seem to move at all.

"There is a place to rest and delicious pastries over there, why don't you go there?"

It is like a silent sculpture, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

Seeing her figure, Sasm felt the blood flow again in his veins.

Perhaps only the God of Light knows how much effort he spent to hold back the dark bloodthirsty thoughts in his heart.

The splendid hall, the exquisite dress, everything of the upper class, has always been out of tune with him.

He only felt noisy, irritability was accumulating in his chest, and killing intent was rising one after another.

But when he saw Si Tu's figure, his gloomy mood disappeared.

Rediscovering his voice, Thasm respectfully handed her the new champagne,

"I'm afraid you won't find me after I leave."

After taking the new glass of champagne, Si Tu didn't even care where the glass she drank just now went.

"Well, I'm not a child anymore."

Si Tu pursed her red lips, her violet-colored eyes were moist, and her tone was somewhat coquettish.

All of Sasm's attention was on the red lips, his Adam's apple rolling.

He drank the glass of champagne, and it had a unique taste to her.

Very sweet, sweet to the heart.

But Situ, whose mind was on the dagger, didn't even notice the undisguised desire in Sasm's eyes.

"Okay, if you're not hungry, let's go back."

It is estimated that Alice will have to cry in front of Bourne.

"I listen to you."

Sasm stretched out his arm gently, motioning her to pull it up.

Facing Agatha's ambiguous gaze, Situ said hello and left the banquet.

The moon was hidden in the dark clouds, and the night was dark.

The groom's vision was blocked, and even the carriage was a little bumpy.

"careful!"

Sasm quickly took Situ in his arms, but his back slammed into the wall of the car.

The warmth in his arms, with the seductive aroma of red roses, prevented him from letting go immediately.

Si Tu, who was closing his eyes and resting, fell into a firm and fiery embrace before he could react.

She could even feel the beating heart in his chest.

Calm and powerful, that is the symbol of life.

Is she really going to end his life?

Hearing his muffled groan, Si Tu quickly regained his senses and said anxiously,

"Are you OK?"

The carriage was originally made of the strongest wood, and if someone was hit hard, they would definitely be injured.

Sasm shook his head, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw the dagger hidden behind Si Tu.

Strange, how could such a weapon appear on her body?

Doubts filled his heart, and Sasm inexplicably hated this delicate-looking dagger.

Especially the ruby ​​with a strange luster.