best villain

If indifference is also classified as a bad character, then Ling Yi has never been a good-tempered person. .

When it comes to personal attacks, he is more willing to take some actions to make the other party speechless than face-to-face arguing and swearing.Of course, this is definitely not violent revenge, but a way of coping.

However, someone is faster than him.

"You're enough!" Karen interrupted the woman's contemptuous gaze with a cold shout.

"What makes you think that I will bring the old Japanese back? Please polish your eyes blinded by the foundation. This gentleman is from the Chinese Federation and is the housekeeper I specially invited back. If you have any objections, please go to Father talks."

Ling Yi's heart was moved when he heard this, he didn't expect that there would be such benefits in having an extra person who doesn't have eyesight, now Karen is completely on the same side with him, even if he doesn't explain anything, Karen will speak for him.

Good is good, just...

"—You!" The woman's complexion changed, and she sneered with anger: "Sure enough, you are just an innocent child, let alone what evidence he has to prove that he is an immigrant from the Chinese Federation, even if he is not Japanese. , Not everyone in our Steinfelt house can enter. Steward? Just kidding, you think you are the master of this house, besides, what qualifications does this gentleman who came from afar from the Chinese Federation have?"

A series of questions made Kallen, who spoke impulsively, speechless for a while.

Seeing this, Ling Yi realized that if he kept quiet, he might really be kicked out.Really don't do this, this is an opportunity he finally encountered.Not economic issues, but access to upper-class circles.

Although there are many other ways, but some are too compelling.

To choose a suitable surface identity, it is not easy to attract the attention of interested people.

Therefore, Ling Yi once again, ignoring the woman's contemptuous gaze, spoke.

"Speaking of which, this lady, it's been a long time."

He looked like he just remembered something.

The woman was confused, and she frowned dissatisfiedly, with an indescribable disgust on her face.As if seeing something dirty.Can't wait to stay away from the same.

"What are you babbling about?"

"No, I want to say, didn't I meet you at the Hilton Hotel the night before yesterday?"

"—Huh? Are you...are you kidding me. I've never been to any Hilton. Don't think you can please me by getting close."

The woman's expression changed upon hearing this.There was a hint of anxiety in the cold voice.

"Really?" Ling Yi frowned, pretending to be puzzled, and said, "That's my mistake? I remember that you had dinner with a gentleman who was old and strong?"

"Is...is this strange? It's just a meal, the friendship of the nobles. What do you want to say?"

Seeing that she couldn't be fooled, the female interrupted in a rough tone.

"Then what about after that?"

There was a subtle and indifferent smile on the corner of Ling Yi's mouth, as if mocking that woman.

Karen looked at him, then at the woman, her brows were frowned, but she couldn't understand what they were talking about, but her intuition told her that it was a very bad thing.

“…”

The woman's face was terribly gloomy, and she looked at Ling Yi as if she wanted to kill someone.

Compared to Saber's numb eyes lying on the ground some time ago, this is as insignificant as air.At that time, her tendons and hamstrings were all cut off, even if she stripped off that cold and hard armor, then trampled that delicate and delicate body countless times, and wantonly exchanged body fluids, there was no psychological burden at all. The hatred that comes out is simply more enjoyable than any delicacy.

As for the vulgar woman in front of her who didn't even know her name.

It doesn't sound good.

Ling Yi didn't even have Gu Qiang to kill her.

Not to mention others.

The meaning of his words is actually a wonderful coincidence.He was just adhering to the rigorous style of conduct, and by the way, he investigated Karen's family, so he 'accidentally' found some dark history, all about the affair history of this unknown blonde lady, recently. The record is what he mentioned. Three days ago, he had dinner with an old and vigorous gentleman at the Hilton Hotel, and then walked into the presidential suite affectionately arm in arm to experience the wonderful atmosphere brought by that high-end room.

Ah, what a pleasant evening, what do you say, lady?

Ling Yi really wanted to ask this question, but if he said it, even Karen would realize something, and it would be difficult to end at that time.

Properly push the person into the corner, so that she has nowhere to escape while leaving only a small living space for her, so as to ensure that she will not be forced to bite.

"Let me introduce myself. I am from the Chinese Federation. I have worked for Mr. Murat. Although I am not as good as my previous position, I have a lot of experience in housekeeping. I think your house has not hired a housekeeper. If you don't mind Can I try it myself? I believe you will not be disappointed."

"Mr. Murat? May I ask which Mr. Murat you are referring to?" Upon hearing the name, the woman's face changed, and she immediately became cautious.

"It is Mr. Kikailouf Murat."

Ling Yi replied in a calm tone. The woman was stunned by her indifferent appearance and the appearance of this name. It may be a bit exaggerated to say so, but even if she was killed, she would never have imagined that Ling Yi would be able to get involved with that big man.

Kikailuf Murat, the chief of the Central Military Battalion of the Eleventh District Ruling Army.

In other words, he is the biggest warlord in District [-].

Different from the police station and the Governor's Mansion, he is more like a commander-level role of a military region. Although he is nothing in this country, even Alex Bartley, who originally belonged to the Central Legal Affairs Bureau of his country, was transferred here. He became the chief of staff of the ruling army in the eleventh district, which is equivalent to the chief of staff. Although the position is not much worse, the status is much worse.

However, in the eyes of other nobles, Murat is one of the most important people in District [-].Moreover, he still holds real power, which must not be underestimated.

As one of the Eight Great Famous Families, Tritanfelt is the main wife of the family, so of course she is very clear about it.

However, how could a young man who looked less than 20 years old have the opportunity to meet Kikailouf Murat?And it has worked for it, which is impossible to think about.

Thinking about it in my heart, I immediately showed suspicion.

However, when she noticed Ling Yi's meaningful smile, she immediately changed her words:

"Oh, since you are Mr. Murat's subordinate, you are naturally welcome. As long as you want, you can take up the post at any time. I am looking forward to your ability."

The last sentence almost burst out from between the teeth.It is enough to prove her unwillingness.

but.so what?

If you plan to find an excuse to criticize.Then she really thought too much.

The system is not without the omnipotent skills of housekeeping.

All in all, start that day.He officially became the butler of the Steinfeldt family.

............

Abandoned stage a few months later, Shinjuku slums.Due to the strategic turmoil caused by the theft of "chemical weapons", the Governor's Mansion, the Police Station, and the Central Army intervened in no particular order. His Royal Highness Prince Lovis immediately decided to execute Shinjuku, the ruins that had been baptized by the flames of war, as the death penalty, that is, to wipe out the surname.

However, this order is not yet known to the outside world. The guards responsible for the search are still busy. Although their leader is a senior official of the Governor's Mansion, the grassroots personnel who make up the army are all honorary Britannia. people.

"Private first class Suzaku Suzaku!"

When his boss called his name, Suzaku was staring at his pocket watch in a daze.It was an old watch, the hands had not moved, and the scratched dial glass was full of cracks.

That's something someone keeps to themselves.

Speaking of souvenirs is a bit ironic, but more of a warning.

"Didn't you hear me! Private first class!"

"Uh, yes."

Suzaku quickly put the pocket watch back inside the protective clothing, and hurriedly got up to answer.His face is still childish, and he looks like he is 15 years old.The slightly curly brown hair can be seen through the black protective helmet.

"What's the matter? Sergeant."

"It's not 'what's the matter'! You should puff up your chest and answer loudly 'ready at any time'. This is what I want to hear. Does it make you so nervous that you are going to go to the battlefield? "

The man growled violently.All kinds of dazzling medals of honor dangled on the chest like a show off.

"There are still 10 minutes to attack, why are you still dawdling there. Are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm very sorry. Next—"

"There's no need to explain! If you have time to think about boring excuses, don't hurry up and prepare them for me—really, that's why the monkeys in District [-] are useless."

"Yes, I'm very sorry."

Suzaku didn't continue to argue, and obediently ran towards the parked military plane.

The surroundings were crowded with people wearing the same clothes as Suzaku.Except for the non-commissioned officers, all the people gathered here were from the eleventh district—that is, the old Japanese.

Their dissatisfied whispers were mixed with the shouts and roars of the British non-commissioned officers, and reached Suzaku's ears.

"Hmph, in the end, this kind of work really needs us honorary Britons to do it."

"A gas canister was stolen?"

"Anyway, even if a few of us die, they won't hurt at all."

"Besides, what's the use of a police baton in the face of terrorists who have stolen military weapons."

Suzaku boarded the gangway without joining their conversation.He stopped for a moment and looked towards the street stretching in the distance.The deserted and withered streets seemed to be about to collapse.Still, it was once a street of freedom and prosperity.

Shinjuku slums.

The honorary Britannician Suzaku kept the dark gray scenery in mind, and then boarded the military plane.

Turns out, it wasn't a question of which side was right.

Dominated land, lost motherland.The people who linger in obedience to the invaders who are stationed,

And those who rebel and find a way to survive.Both of them have reasons to justify their positions, and the discussion will only turn into endless quarrels.There is no absolute truth there.

There is only one thing that is certain - the bright blood and tears will only bring people indelible pain.

before arriving at the destination.The voice inside the helmet's radio came grimly, lowly, and blatantly insulting.

"Terrorists are lurking in the subway passages. You can judge the number of targets by yourself. In short, your purpose is to find the weapons taken away by the terrorists, search the residences of people in the eleventh district, and the old subway passages in the slums of Shinjuku. If you find it, report it immediately. , don’t be like the few trash who were killed before.”

"Although you are honorary Britannians, you are also monkeys in District [-], to sniff out the smell of the same kind. In order to obtain the qualification to carry firearms, give me a good job-now you are the ones who are against Britannia. A chance to show your loyalty!"

"Yes, my. Lord!"

After answering as usual.The captain snorted and stopped talking.

Suzaku recalled the content of the order.Immediately look around.

"Here is that Shinjuku..."

Suzaku muttered and bit his lip lightly.

As seen from military planes above.

The area is practically completely deserted.

Incomplete concrete fragments, exposed steel bars are completely rusted, and they are scattered around randomly without being cleaned.The smell is also very strong, which is probably because the sewers that were destroyed during the war were not properly repaired and left unattended.Dirt flows everywhere.Sanitation is abysmal.There is no shadow of being one of the few bustling streets in the country in the past.Compared with the Britannian residential area in the distance—the Tokyo Concession surrounded by modern buildings. It can be said that it is a completely contrasting world.

but--

even so.There are people here too.

That was not my own kind of British Army soldier.Not a supporter of terrorists either, but very ordinary civilians.Like displaced persons living in slums, or survivors of disasters whose homes were destroyed.

Suzaku spotted a small, fragile figure through the helmet.

is a child.The surname of the woman standing aside should be the mother.

--Eh?

The child picked up the stone at his feet.Want to throw it at Suzaku.

- The woman next to him hastily stopped him.

Not surprisingly, if the opponent is a pure Britannian soldier, then there is nothing to say even if they are pointed at gunpoint. People here have no right to refuse.

The female surname ran away with the child in her arms and seemed to leave.The gaze she looked towards this side pierced Suzaku's heart fiercely.

No, not only her, but everyone who looks at this side seems to be saying:

traitor.

lackeys of rights.

Are you also Japanese?

This subordinationist bastard.

"Don't take it too seriously, everyone has the same mood to survive, and we can't help the rest complaining."

Suddenly he was approached and patted on the shoulder.

Only then did Suzaku realize that he had inadvertently clenched his fists.

Is this angry?

"If you put your hope on the promise just now, it's better to give up early. It's just a blank check from the higher ups. They just used these petty profits to use us as they like, and in the end they didn't say anything. It's really frustrating. Big people who don't worry about it."

The owner of the voice is also an honorary Briton.The reason for saying this is because they are wearing the same protective clothing and black helmet, but they are only in their early twenties at most, and the clear voice is very impressive.

"You can go back by just looking around to pass the time. Besides, if you accidentally find the target, it might kill you~"

It should be out of pure familiarity.The man joked like this.

However, there was no optimism in the voice, as if he was speaking in a matching tone.

Suzaku thought inadvertently, but didn't take it to heart, and whispered to himself:

"Fate..."

"That's right, what was taken away seems to be the latest type of chemical weapon. How useful is this kind of gas mask that is said to be discarded by the regular army—"

"if that's the case."

Suzaku opened his eyes wide and interrupted suddenly.

Immediately, he looked around again. To be precise, he looked at those people with dull expressions and cold eyes.

"The people here are definitely more dangerous than us."

The man's eyes widened unexpectedly.

"It's...that's true. But...you...are you planning to risk your life to search for terrorists for this reason?"

"....Probably."

"Ha ha..."

The man shook his head and laughed.

Suzaku didn't remember the man's appearance.

In an army composed of honorary Britons, there are frequent changes in personnel, and he was probably the latest recruit.

Suzaku himself was not familiar with the current army either.

However, Suzaku didn't think he was a bad person.

The man sighed and said:

"They can only live here, so this level of awareness has been there from the beginning..."

"But shouldn't that have anything to do with what we've done?"

Suzaku didn't realize it until he finished speaking.

"Sorry, I said Ren's name."

"No, what you said is very reasonable. What you want to do, there is no contradiction with the task."

The man's expression is very relaxed, and when he smiles, his expression is surprisingly gentle

"That's right—it is indeed a foul to involve people who have nothing to do with it, so I don't like those who commit fouls."

"Ah."

Suzaku fully agrees with this.

Therefore, he is here.

No matter what you are called, even if you are cast aside as a traitor——

The man looked at Suzaku with great interest.No, that's a little different from being interested, it's a look as if you've discovered something rare.He no longer exudes that violating and familiar atmosphere, and now he looks like a lion with its eyes open.

"My name is Shiina, Shiina Yaba. How about you?"

"Suzaku, private first class Suzaku Suzaku."

"Is it drafted into the army? How old are you?

"17 is old."

"What. So I'm not a rare breed."

The man looked helpless, shaking his neck and moving his joints and said.

"Okay, then here is a big discount. I invite you to eat pork chop rice and a bowl of soba noodles. Of course, I will go to the commercial street in the concession. If there is a chance, we will go together."

Suzaku smiled for the first time after hearing the man's straightforward words.

"That's nice."

"If you have done a good job, you can add a green juice drink from the secret menu."

The man was arranging his clothes while talking, he didn't seem to be used to this attire, what a strange person.

"Go—to hell, then."

"...If possible, can you describe it differently?"

"Don't underestimate hell. Only those who have the determination to go to hell are eligible to survive. This is an eternal truth on the battlefield. Please remember it."

"it is good."

Although he couldn't see the man's expression clearly, Suzaku could feel it.

He is laughing. . )