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Chapter 876 Everyone has their own agenda

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As the red gem at the top of the box is pressed, the entire exquisite outer wall made of gold finally presents a complex structure that cannot be observed by the naked eye.

I saw structures like filaments and grids shrinking upwards, slowly lifting up like a curtain until they turned into a small cage wrapped around the ruby.

Under the sunlight, the surface of this small golden cage suddenly showed a beautiful picture of a dragon and a knight constantly fighting, as if it had been enchanted.

But Viscount Lister Roald, who had seen the world, knew that this was not magic, but an extremely superb skill.

The unevenness of the surface refracts light, and when the human eye changes the angle of observation, it will see a completely different picture.

To put it bluntly, it is a trick of light and shadow.

But it is undeniable that no one can master this kind of technology in this war-torn and fragmented continent, at least not to such a complex and exquisite level, so it is fully qualified to be called a priceless treasure.

Just by looking at the box, Viscount Lister Roald believed that the young man in front of him must have a powerful and wealthy empire behind him.

Otherwise, ordinary small and weak countries would not be able to cultivate such high-level top craftsmen who specialize in serving the luxurious life of the nobles.

Just when everyone around him was shocked by the complex structure and craftsmanship of the box, he himself had already turned his attention to the transparent crystal bottle placed in the center of the box, and the liquid in the bottle that exuded an emerald green light.

Although I don't know exactly what this is, I know with my bare bones that the gift that can be put in this evil box is definitely not ordinary.

So after a brief absence, Viscount Lister Roald raised his head and cast an inquiring look at Zuo Si.

Zuo Si smiled and explained: "You can understand that this is a magic medicine that can heal all wounds and diseases.

Just drink it and even a dying person can recover within a few seconds.

Of course, except for those who are over a hundred years old and have completely exhausted their vitality.

This is the crowning masterpiece of the Imperial alchemists and apothecaries.

The only disadvantage is that its output is very low, so low that it can only be supplied to a very small number of powerful people, and ordinary people cannot buy it, no matter how rich they are.

I think it’s the most appropriate gift to give to your master.”

"What? A miracle cure for all wounds and diseases!"

The middle-aged man who looked like a castle steward couldn't help but exclaimed.

Because no one knows better than the people who live on this land how fragile life really is.

Even high-ranking nobles may die at any time from war, poisoning, assassination, disease, plague and other unexpected circumstances.

It is said that another noble lord nearby contracted a strange disease because of spending a night with a beautiful peasant woman, and his body was covered in ulcers. He wailed for two or three months before dying in pain.

Therefore, even if such a magical medicine is not used by oneself, it can be given as a gift to the king or the King's Hall, and it can obtain unimaginable huge benefits.

Especially the latter, even though it is only a small country with a small area geographically, it is actually an existence similar to the Papal State on earth, controlling the beliefs and spiritual world of most people here.

Its influence is far greater than that of any secular country.

If it can be canonized or recognized, then whoever dares to pry into the Roald family's territory in the future will be regarded as an enemy of God. Even if the king wants to do this, he must consider the seriousness of the consequences, which is equivalent to extra

Gained a layer of religious protection.

"If you don't believe it, you can just drop a drop on a mouse, squirrel, bird or other small animal. It won't cost you much anyway."

Zuo Si pretended not to care and made a gesture of invitation.

As a big devil with a deep understanding of psychology, sociology, human heart and human nature, he obviously knows very well what is the most precious, important and valuable to the world's ruling class, so he specially prepared a

A bottle of magic potion made with divine magic.

Because the more powerful and wealthy the upper echelons are, the more they value health and longevity, and for this reason they even trample on the bottom line of law and morality again and again.

After all, only by living can you enjoy all this and realize your ambitions and dreams.

Looking at the staggering number of people in this world who have sacrificed their most important and cherished people to become apostles in order to survive, we can know how crazy mortals can become when they are on the verge of despair and death.

So no one can refuse a bottle of magic medicine that can bring the dead back to life.

If the effect of this potion is confirmed and spreads, then it is 100% sure that a war of staggering scale will start around it.

"Sir, I think it's better to be cautious and give it a try. After all, it represents a great significance."

The middle-aged man dressed as the castle steward was obviously very excited. He kept licking his lips repeatedly while staring at the transparent crystal bottle placed in the center of the box.

But Viscount Lister Roald ignored this subordinate. Instead, he showed a very strange expression, and then said with a reserved smile: "Dear Prince, you really gave me a problem. Because of this gift.

But it’s not shabby at all. To be exact, it’s a little too expensive.”

"Expensive? Really? Although it is quite rare in my country, it is not something that is difficult to obtain for high-ranking nobles."

Zuo Si deliberately pretended not to understand.

"It seems that the continent we are on and the empire you belong to are too far apart in many places.

Perhaps in your eyes, this place can only be regarded as a primitive and backward wilderness.

If possible, I really wish I could have met you a few years earlier.

But now..."

Speaking of this, Viscount Lister Roald suddenly paused, then shook his head with a wry smile and did not say the second half of the sentence.

From those blue pupils, you can vaguely see a flash of regret.

But soon he returned to his previous state again, and he did not follow the advice of the castle manager to test the effect of the magic medicine. He directly put away the box and the box together. Then he pointed to the two women beside him and introduced: "This

The elder is Narberal, my brother's widow, and the younger is her daughter, my niece Mana."

"Your brother's wife and daughter? So you haven't married yet and have children!"

Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"No, of course not. The Viscount once had a wife, but she died in childbirth due to fright after the last invasion of her territory."

Another knight in armor stood up and explained for his monarch.

"I see. I'm very sorry for mentioning something that made you sad."

With an apologetic look on his face, Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, showing the cultivation and courtesy that a member of the powerful imperial family should have.

But only he himself knows what he thinks in his heart.

If anyone who is familiar with Zuo Si is here, they will immediately detect the deep malice emanating from the depths of his soul from the false face on his face.

Viscount Lister Roald quickly waved his hand: "Please don't apologize, you didn't mean it. What's more, these things have passed. We must all look forward, rather than immersed in the sorrow of the past."

While saying these words, he reached out and held his sister-in-law's hand, as if conveying some emotion.

But as the passive recipient, Narberal's body obviously trembled slightly, giving the impression that she was resisting something.

Mana on the side lowered her head and said nothing, which was completely unlike the reaction that a girl who lost her father and longed for the protection of an older male in the family should have.

In short, this family feels very strange, strange, and abnormal.

"Your strength is touching."

Zuo Si had obviously seen through everything, but he still complimented the other party calmly.

“This is also something that can’t be helped.

Who made the world we live in be like this?

Whether you are a commoner or a noble, you may lose what you value most in the face of a terrible disaster at any time.

So we have no other choice but to become strong.

Okay, let's end the pleasantries here. It's better for us to quickly enter the castle.

I have ordered my servants to prepare a sumptuous banquet, which may take another hour or two.

Before that, let Mana accompany you around.

After all, you are all young people, so you should have a common language."

As he spoke, Viscount Lister Roald gently pushed his slim niece beside him.

The latter was obviously stunned for a moment, obviously confused and puzzled by his uncle's behavior.

But her mother seemed to have noticed something, and immediately touched her daughter's hair and warned: "You are not young anymore. It is natural for you to entertain distinguished guests. Remember not to be rude."

"I understand, mother."

Mana nodded slightly, then walked straight to Zuo Si and stretched out her right hand, forcing a smile: "Your Majesty, Your Excellency, would you like to visit this castle with me?"

"Of course! It is my honor to be accompanied by such a beautiful noble lady like you."

Zuo Si took the girl's hand, put it on her lips and kissed her gently, then led her through the gate and along the intricate stairs and corridors inside the castle.

Paris, the personal maid, quickly followed closely behind.

Even without the previous warning, she would not have dared to stay alone to face important figures including Viscount Lister Roald, a noble lord.

What's more, the most important thing about "personal maid" is the word "personal". She must always follow her master to serve her.

After the silhouettes of several people gradually disappeared into the distance, the old knight who had remained silent until now began to admonish him: "My lord, do you think what this foreign prince said is true?"

"I don't know. But I can be sure of one thing, that is, he must be from a noble family, and he is a very powerful noble."

Viscount Lister Roald's tone revealed a hint of joking and playfulness that was not there just now.

"Then you mean that his bloodline is qualified to continue the bloodline of the Roald family?"

The old knight's pupils instantly changed from human round to beast-like vertical pupils, and his whole body exuded an aura of bloodlust, violence and wildness.

Seeing this, Narberal's whole body trembled violently like chaff. She held back her fear and raised her head and begged: "Mana is still young! You can't do this to her! She will die!"

"Mother, all this is for the continuation of the family.

I believe you should be very clear that only my sister is the only one who has the ability to conceive and give birth to a healthy child with legal inheritance rights.

Since that incident, my father has tried many methods but failed to get the woman pregnant.

Don't worry, once she gets pregnant, I will kill the foreign prince immediately to ensure that the child's inheritance is the only one."

Having said that, the old knight's beast-like vertical pupils revealed naked and undisguised murderous intent.

It is not difficult to tell from the name in the tone that he is actually the child born from incest between Viscount Lister Roald and his brother's widow, and he is much younger than Mana.

But for some reason, he looks like an old man in his fifties.

"Please! Don't do this! This family has been cursed by God! No matter what you do, there will be no good results!"

Narberal's emotions collapsed instantly. She took Viscount Lister Roald's arm and shook it desperately to prevent the tragedy from happening.

But unfortunately, the latter was not moved at all. Instead, he took out the medicine from the box again and asked in an emotionless tone: "Do you think this bottle of magic medicine can cure your body that has lost fertility?

I very much look forward to having another child with you.

Although their life span is very short and they age very quickly, they can inherit part of my power.

But as long as I have enough numbers, I can start a war that sweeps the entire continent, conquering the world like the overlords thousands of years ago and becoming the supreme emperor.

I will build an eternal empire for a thousand years!"

As the last word blurted out, Viscount Lister Roald's eyes also turned into those beast-like vertical pupils, but his pupils looked larger and brighter.

The servants and soldiers around him had obviously known his true identity for a long time, so they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

Only a few knights who were suspected of being his descendants raised their heads and revealed the same eyes.

"No! No! No! You damn lunatic! I would rather die than let you touch me again!"

Narberal struggled frantically to escape from Viscount Lister Roald's grasp, and even the severe pain caused by her broken wrist did not stop her.

But unfortunately, she is just a weak woman, and has almost never received any physical and combat training, so all these struggles are in vain.

Viscount Lister Roald grabbed the chin of his brother's widow, forcibly took out the bottle of potion and drank it.

In just a few seconds, the broken wrist was restored to its original state under the power of magic. Even the scars hidden on the skin under the long skirt disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be reborn.

The most important thing is that the original aura of decay and death in the body begins to dissipate, replaced by strong vitality.

"Incredible! My body has actually been repaired? You can give birth to more children for me again!"

Viscount Lister Roald showed a creepy and terrifying smile, stretched out his thick tongue that did not look human at all, and licked Narberal's face and neck.

The latter obviously realized what kind of hell he was going to face next, and closed his eyes and shed tears of despair.

She knew very well that she could never find relief through suicide, because then her only daughter would take her place.

As the saying goes, death is never the enemy.

Because when you are in great pain and despair, death can at least give you the final peace.

The most terrifying thing is that you obviously want to die but can't.

Because there are people you care about who will fall into the abyss because of your suicide, and you can only grit your teeth and continue to endure.



At the same time, Zuo Si had been led by Mana to the garden behind the castle, admiring with interest the pet dogs running freely among the lawns and plants, as well as the cats basking in the sun.

Obviously, compared with the common people living in dire straits, the life of the nobles is simply like being in another world.

No wonder Griffith is so eager to become a noble and even have a country of his own.

Even though he later became the Hand of God, he did not give up this strong desire. He even reincarnated as the Eagle of Light and returned to this continent to play the role of savior.

No commoner living at the lowest level can continue to maintain inner peace without developing ambitions and desires after witnessing the luxurious life of the nobles as a child.

It's just that most people will gradually compromise with the cruel reality when chasing their dreams, ambitions and desires.

But Griffith is different. He has never compromised with reality, and is very selfish. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. He doesn't care about the life and death of other people at all. He can even tolerate having his butt kicked by old and ugly nobles.

Zuo Si remembered clearly that before he ignited the spark and became a planeswalker, he had seen a joke about him on the Internet.

Question: What do Griffith and Guts have in common, but this similarity can also show the opposing differences between them.

Answer: The similarity is that both of them were poked by old and ugly men.

But the difference is that Gus was forced and betrayed by his adoptive father.

Griffith, on the other hand, took the initiative to make deals with powerful people and sell his butt.

Far from being a victim, he is more like a careerist who uses his body and beauty to achieve some purpose.

Later, he even mercilessly killed Count Heron, who was extremely obsessed with him, on the battlefield.

Therefore, in Zuo Si's eyes, Griffith's life trajectory has never been complicated at all.

All the care he showed for his companions and the kindness he showed to civilians were all for pursuing that unattainable dream.

Perhaps many of the feelings are real, such as his complicated, subtle, intimate and simply unresolved relationship with Gus.

But when these things came into irreconcilable conflict with his dream, this guy finally chose to sacrifice the entire Eagle Group, his good brothers who worshiped him and followed him through life and death.

Later, the rape of Casca in front of Gus completely released the depression and jealousy in her heart.

This is not something ordinary people can do.

His selfishness has reached the point of being insane, and it can be said that he completely lost his last bit of humanity at the moment he made his choice.

"Your Excellency, what are you thinking about?"

The girl Mana suddenly interrupted Zuo Si's thoughts.

"It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little emotional. The gap between people is really huge, whether it's material or spiritual. If there really is a god in this world, he must be an evil god." Zuo Si responded in a joking tone.

road.

"Why do you say that?

The priests have been preaching that God loves the world.

The sufferings he endures now are nothing more than a test given to his believers.

As long as you persevere, you will definitely be able to go to heaven and enjoy a wonderful life after death.

And those who fail the test will go to hell and be tortured endlessly after death."

Mana was obviously very interested in this topic and continued to ask questions with a curious face.

"Pfft hahaha!"

Zuo Sizhi tensed up and burst into laughter, and then asked meaningfully: "If this is really a test, then why does God give different difficulties to everyone's test?

Why do common people have to endure high taxes, natural disasters, man-made disasters, and diseases, while nobles can stay in their own manors and castles with peace of mind and enjoy everything they produce through labor?

Or to put it another way, what do you think the nobles paid in exchange for these things?

Is this exchange fair, or is it essentially a disguised form of plunder?

Just because the nobles control the force, the common people have to choose to obey, otherwise they may be arrested, tortured or even executed in public."

As these words blurted out, Mana, who was still a young girl, suffered a huge psychological impact instantly.

Because she had never thought about this before, even those servants were saying that nobles were born to rule the common people. This was the authority given by God, otherwise the whole world would fall into terrible darkness and chaos.

But now, Zuo Si's series of questions made her realize that there was actually no rigorous logic behind all the "natural" things.

At least there are many obvious loopholes and even inconsistencies in it.

If God is omnipotent and loves the world as preached by the King's Hall, then why does he sit back and watch his followers suffer?

Why are nobles and commoners treated differently?

Why not send a miracle to transform the entire world?

Therefore, God exists, God loves the world, and God is omnipotent. Only two of them can exist at the same time, but not all three.

If God loves the world and is omnipotent, then He must not exist;

If God exists and loves the world, then He must not be omnipotent;

If God exists and is omnipotent, then he must not love the world. Even if he is not an evil god who takes pleasure in torturing his believers, he is at least very indifferent and does not care about the life and death of his believers.

As soon as such a rebellious thought came into her mind, Mana shivered with fright and quickly shook her head: "Please don't talk nonsense. This is blasphemy against God. If it reaches the ears of the priest or the King's Hall,

But you will be punished with death."

But Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of?

I am not from your continent.

If anyone dares to come to me for trouble, I don't mind sending them to meet their own gods.

If they offend me, I will go directly to the Dharma King's Hall and kill them all, leaving no one behind, and see if the god they talk about will send a miracle to save them."

"Oh my god! You are truly the boldest person I have ever seen in my life."

Mana was obviously shocked by the madness of the foreign prince in front of her.

After all, in this continent, even pagans and unbelievers would never tolerate such arrogance as the slaughter of the King's Hall.

But for some reason, she didn't hate this kind of arrogance. Instead, she felt that the other person was full of strong charm that could not be described in words, and she was deeply attracted to him without knowing it.

But the girl obviously didn't know that Zuo Si had already done something like killing gods more than once.

There are even many gods who cannot live in peace after death and are made into servants like the immortal evil god.

"Bold?

Haha, no, Miss Mana, I prefer to call it courage.

Human thoughts, behaviors, intellectual curiosity, and imagination should not be limited by anything, including God.

Because this is the driving force behind our development and progress.

As for spirit and belief, it can be an abstract thing or a goal that is desired to be achieved, rather than being pinned on illusory gods.

Even if you want to believe in God, you must at least confirm his existence and the benefits that faith can bring.”

Zuo Si briefly and concisely explained his attitude towards religious belief.

Although he is now a demon god worshiped by countless mortals, this idea has never changed.

After all, no matter what kind of relationship it is, it can only last long if it is mutually beneficial and reciprocal. If either party continues to ask for and does not pay, it will eventually lead to the breakdown of the relationship, or even turn against each other.

"Is this your attitude towards God?"

Mana's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

As an aristocratic girl who grew up in a monotheistic environment, she was completely unable to imagine this kind of relationship between humans and gods that was closer to transaction than belief.

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right. Because in my country, God is not the only one, but there are many gods who perform their own duties. They need to compete for the faith of mortals to maintain their own power, so they will naturally give it to believers.

Some benefits."

"If possible, I would really like to visit your country."

There was a trace of yearning in Mana's eyes.

Compared to the overall dark, backward, and depressive atmosphere here, she obviously prefers the free and unrestrained social environment described by Zuo Si.

"This may be a bit difficult because I don't know if I can go back now."

Zuo Si ended the topic in a half-joking tone.

"Then what are your plans next?"

Mana raised her head and stared into the other person's deep black eyes.

Zuo Si touched his chin and pondered for a moment before replying: "I think we should find a place to stay first.

I heard that there are frequent wars here and there is a huge demand for mercenaries.

I happen to still have some money on hand, so I should be able to organize a fairly large mercenary group.

At that time, you can win the admiration of a certain monarch through your military exploits, and then obtain a territory of your own."

"Become a mercenary?"

The girl was obviously surprised by this.

Because the reputation of mercenaries in this continent is really not good, they are often scorned by nobles as vultures that feed on death.

She couldn't believe that a noble prince would lower his figure to engage in such a despised industry.

"Don't be so surprised.

According to the information I have so far, it's not easy to get ahead in this continent.

Military merit is the most direct and fastest way.

Moreover, I am originally a member of the royal family, so I should not be discriminated against and excluded by the aristocratic circle like those mercenaries from civilian backgrounds.

In addition, I am also a swordsman who is quite confident in my own strength, and I am eager to fight against the strong men of this continent."

When saying these words, Zuo Si deliberately showed a kind of pride that suited his own personality.

After all, as a young nobleman and member of the royal family, it would be strange if he was not a little proud or even arrogant.

Mana had obviously heard about what happened in the tavern before, so she had no doubt about this. At the same time, she did not forget to glance at the maid standing not far away - Paris with the corner of her eye.

After all, scenes like the hero saving the beauty will arouse people's enthusiasm for discussion in any era.

The only thing that made her a little regretful was that the heroine was not herself, but another ordinary civilian girl.

Otherwise, the beautiful skirt, socks and shoes will be worn on your body.

Just when the aristocratic girl opened her mouth and was about to say something, a servant suddenly walked over from a distance and informed directly: "Your distinguished prince, and Miss Mana, the dinner has been prepared.

, Lord Viscount asked me to invite you over."

"Oh? So fast?"

Mana was slightly surprised.

"Yes. The Viscount has sent three times more manpower, so the dinner can be prepared faster than previously expected."

The servant replied in the affirmative without thinking.

"In that case, let's go to the hall of the castle together. I believe you should be hungry already. We have several local specialties here that taste good."

With that said, Mana bowed gracefully and then took the initiative to lead the way.

"Thank you very much. You know I'm so hungry right now that I could eat a cow."

Zuo Si took his personal maid and followed the noble girl.

The two quickly walked through the corridor on the side of the garden and arrived at the main hall.

Different from the rough and gloomy traditional European medieval castles, the interior environment and decoration design here are obviously Renaissance style.

Not only are there bright glass windows, but the tables and chairs are also exceptionally clean and tidy, covered with white tablecloths.

The male and female servants had already brought the sumptuous food and filled the twelve-meter-long table.

Many foods exude the smell of spices, and they are definitely not the kind of dark cuisine that makes people lose their appetite at first glance.

But what’s interesting is that Mana’s mother, Mrs. Narberal, did not appear at the banquet.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Viscount Lister Roald changed into blue clothes at some point and looked radiant.

Zuo Si undoubtedly noticed these subtle changes, and immediately pursed his lips and responded: "It's not too long, not to mention the beautiful Miss Mana accompanying me."

"Hahahaha! It's great that you really like her. Come on, let's eat first. After all, nothing is more important than filling our stomachs."

Viscount Lister Roald let out a hearty laugh, and then asked Zuo Si, a guest, to sit down with him.

As soon as the two of them sat down, the waiting servant immediately put on a napkin and began to cut meat such as roasted whole lamb, roasted whole pig, roasted goose and other meats with very skillful movements, and then brought them to the dinner plate one after another.

As for other dishes, you only need to point out or give an order, and the servants will immediately help to fetch them.

After all, it would be quite unseemly for the nobles to get up and pick up the twelve-meter-long table.

The two of them just chatted while eating with their own secrets, and occasionally told some jokes or interesting stories, creating a quite good atmosphere for the entire banquet.

When they were almost finished eating, Viscount Lister Roald suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and changed the subject.

"My dear friend, now that your ship has been silent in the storm and cannot return to your hometown, what are your plans next?"

Zuo Si chuckled and replied: "Ha! Your niece has asked me the same question before. My answer is to form a mercenary group to win a territory of your own through military merit."

"Being a mercenary? This is not a good idea. Although I heard that you are a powerful swordsman and have great strength, the battlefield is always dangerous, and you should not risk your life."

Viscount Lister Roald shook his head after hearing this, as if he was advising an old friend.

"Then what can I do? I can't degenerate into farming like a farmer, or become a greedy businessman, right?"

Zuo Si asked with a helpless look.

"Why not get married?

A noble royal bloodline like yours is something that many nobles can only meet but cannot ask for.

If you don't mind, I can marry Mana to you.

At that time, the children you give birth to will inherit the family and become the next generation of Viscount Roald.

Because I am sterile, and I cannot possibly leave any offspring.

And I believe that as long as we join forces, we can definitely accomplish great things."

After walking in circles for a long time, Viscount Lister Roald finally revealed his fox tail.

"Join...marriage? Me!"

The noble girl obviously did not expect that her marriage would come so quickly and suddenly, and her eyes widened in shock.

Viscount Lister Roald explained very calmly: "Myrna, you will get married one day.

And this marriage contract will definitely bring the other party the inheritance rights of the family.

If I die one day, then you and your husband's children will be the first in line of succession.

Just imagine, what if your husband has evil intentions and wants to use this opportunity to annex our territory or even the entire family?

This is why I haven't mentioned your marriage in the past few years.

But Prince Soth is different.

His hometown is far away on the other side of the sea, and there is no way to go back now.

Therefore, asking him to be your husband will not only not cause a crisis in the family's inheritance rights, but will also enhance the family's strength.

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The noble girl's face turned red, and she glanced at Zuo Si not far away with a fearful and slightly shy look, and then stammered in response: "I...we have known each other for too short a time, and I don't know.

Do you really like it?"

Viscount Lister Roald saw this scene and immediately couldn't help laughing and joking: "That means I'm not annoying anymore? You know? This is already a pretty good result in a noble marriage. Believe me, Soth

The prince will make a good husband."

"I follow your arrangements."

After Mana bit her lower lip and said these words, she immediately stood up, picked up her skirt and ran quickly to her room upstairs.

Because she could feel that her face was extremely hot now, so she desperately wanted to find a place to hide and calm down so that her rationality could return.

Watching the girl's back disappear around the corner of the stairs, Viscount Lister Roald turned his head and said to Zuo Si: "There is no doubt that she likes you, but she is too shy to express it."

"When you make such a decision, don't you need to consult Mrs. Narberal? After all, she is also Miss Mana's mother." Zuo Si questioned pretending to be confused.

"unnecessary.

Because this kind of marriage is related to the future of the family, I, the head of the family, have the final say.

And Narberal will not object to her daughter marrying an outstanding person like you.

Now let's celebrate with a drink.

After all, it won’t be long before we are a family.”

As he spoke, Viscount Lister Roald raised the wine glass that had just been filled with wine.

"It seems that I don't have the right to refuse. I have to accept your kindness, right?"

Zuo Si also raised his wine glass, with a trace of imperceptible mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Hahahaha! Of course! After all, from the moment I saw you, I secretly made up my mind to keep you here."

Viscount Lester Roald laughed, raised his head and drank the glass.

"Well, maybe this would be a good place to end up."

Zuo Si glanced at the few knights guarding the door with the corner of his eye, but did not immediately expose the other party's little trick.

Because his goal is to integrate into this world and become part of the cause and effect shaped by the God of the Abyss.

In addition, he also wanted to see what tricks the viscount could play.

If possible, Zuo Si hopes to peer deeply into the apostle's heart and soul and understand the principle behind Behelet's wish fulfillment through sacrifice.

Lister Roald obviously did not realize how dangerous a being he had invited back. The ambitions and desires in his heart were growing crazily like weeds, constantly devouring the last bit of sanity.

In this way, two people with different agendas lived under the same roof, each advancing their own plans.

Only Mana, a noble girl who knows nothing about the truth, is still dreaming about things like love and marriage that don't exist at all.


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