Savior Simulator

Chapter 1049 The Story of the Countess
The next person to confess was the only woman among the nine, a lady with the title of "Countess".

The Countess is over forty years old, and her youth is gone. Although her body is well maintained, the long skirt and thick makeup can't cover the slightly slack skin and the wrinkles around the eyes.

Under the inducement of Saratus, the lady briefly recalled her own experience. She started her career at the age of 11, married seven times in the following 33 years, and had a total of hundreds of lovers. , so many that even she couldn't count them.

However, when it comes to the craziest things in this life, the Countess feels that none of her affairs are ranked high.

"My merciful priest, my last marriage began six years ago to my husband, a wealthy widower from the New World who ran a mining business, my age, and a daughter of twelve."

"I love my husband, but I must admit that his millionaire wealth is also an important factor in my determination to marry. After marriage, I can use my husband's money to repay the debts that weigh me down. According to the dance, the banquet will go on all night long - if I can't maintain such a decent life, I would rather not live!"

"Of course my husband loves me, but on the other hand, I must also be soberly aware that the reason why this diamond bachelor, a tall and handsome millionaire, pursues me like crazy is also because he considers that after I get married. , you can add a noble title in front of your surname from the commoner class."

"A factory owner from a bourgeois family like him, his only pursuit in this life is to join the noble class."

"My husband and I have achieved each other, and our married life is very loving. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. After just four years, my poor husband contracted smallpox in the New World and died."

"I put on mourning clothes and a black veil, took my stepdaughter on a cruise across the ocean, and went to the Midgard colony to attend the funeral."

"My eyes were red from crying, and I stood for my husband. With a broken heart, I accepted the inheritance left by my husband. After the sale, I got a total of 220 million gold pounds in cash."

"The death of my husband hit me hard, and I suddenly realized that I was no longer young. Looking in the mirror at the middle-aged widow in a black veil, with dull skin, wrinkles and spots on her face, I seemed to see When it comes to nightmares, I don’t want to believe that the woman who is getting old and ugly is me!”

"While I was staring in the mirror in a daze, my lovely stepdaughter walked into the room, put her arms around my arm, and comforted me softly."

"Ah... Father, I saw the girl's youthful and pretty face in the mirror, and I couldn't help but go crazy!"

"It seems that not long ago, I had the same young and beautiful face and the same charm. Why did everything change suddenly?"

"Time, time, I want to curse you! You made me so old and ugly that I lost the confidence to pursue a new romantic love!"

"There is also a stronger emotion that grows from my heart. I look at my stepdaughter beside me, and I feel an inexplicable anger. Why am I already old and she is in her prime?"

"I played too crazy when I was young, and my dissolute life ruined my health, and I couldn't bear my own children. After I died, all my family property and noble titles were seized by my stepdaughter. At that time, she not only had youth and beauty, She is still a noble countess and a millionaire, and I have never had these auras in my life, so why should I take advantage of her?"

"A strong urge prompted me to pounce on my stepdaughter and use all my strength to pinch her long, snow-white neck like a mirror image of a swan."

"My daughter, my sweet and poor little baby, struggling, screaming, begging mother to let her go."

"I'm so distressed, but I just don't let go."

"Because I love her so much, I would rather she die in her prime and stay young forever in the arms of death, than see her one day like me, enduring the beauty's twilight, fading love, and spending the rest of her life Lose the joy."

"In this way, I personally put my stepdaughter into a permanent deep sleep. In order to avoid being entangled by the police afterwards, I stuffed a poisonous apple in my daughter's hand, pretending that she fell asleep because she was greedy and accidentally ate the poisonous fruit. "

"I held a grand funeral for my stepdaughter, commensurate with the status of a noble daughter, and wept to tears."

"The relatives, friends and guests who attended the funeral all reassured me not to be too sad, but I still cried so hard that outsiders just talked lightly and politely, how could they understand my deep feelings for my daughter?"

"Well, in the days that followed, I couldn't sleep well every night, and I always dreamed of my daughter."

"In order to relieve the symptoms of insomnia, I consulted a witch. The kind lady gave me a folk remedy, saying that I mixed the blood of a virgin with ouzo, and I could have a good night's sleep if I took a cup before going to bed."

"I tried it according to the recipe, and it really worked!"

"Occasionally there are one or two failures. It's not a problem with the medicinal wine, but the maid who provided the blood lied to me. She had an affair with the groom, but she lied about being a virgin!"

"In a fit of anger, I whipped that little bitch to death with a whip. Looking at her body, I suddenly remembered what the witch said, bathing in the blood of a young girl can slow down aging and restore the luster and tenderness of the skin."

"Anyway, that little bitch is dead, so why not use the waste and try to see if her blood can benefit me."

"I drained the maid's blood, poured it into the bathtub, lay down in the blood and soaked in the bath, and after drying my body, I found that my skin was much firmer."

"I've been hooked on this form of health care ever since."

"I pay for slave girls and bathe my noble carcass in their humble blood, which makes me feel very comfortable."

"Occasionally, when money is tight, I will also be diligent and thrifty to manage the house. I will ask a trusted servant to find a flower girl on the street, and tell the countess to hold a banquet, and give her a chance to make a big deal."

"Those greedy peasant girls came to my manor with flower baskets in their hands. In the end, she and her flowers were not wasted—I would sprinkle a large handful of rose petals in the bathtub while enjoying the blood bath."

"My father, your faithful daughter has always maintained this healthy and elegant living habit, so until today, people still say that my skin is as smooth and firm as a girl's."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Even the well-informed lord Saratus couldn't help laughing at the countess's self-deceitful display.

(End of this chapter)