Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan returned to the living room and told them the answer.

"The will of the doll? Is this a supernatural book?" Ni Yuyan was stunned, looking at the delicate doll in her hand in horror, "Have they heard what we said? What are you playing with!"

As she spoke, she wanted to throw away the doll, but Song Nan stopped her.

Song Nan frowned and looked solemn: "The housekeeper said before that the doll should be kept close to you. I don't know what the consequences will be if it is lost."

Ni Yuyan frowned: "There are really pitfalls everywhere."

Zhang Shang put down the tea cup and said indifferently: "Don't worry, the doll can't speak. Also, there is a high chance that the doll will be stolen, so be careful to keep it safe."

Everyone was silent, and invisible pressure came on them, making them breathless.

……

"buckle"

The door opened, and the butler's gentle voice came from behind: "My lords, it's time for dinner."

Everyone stood up and headed outside.

The butler stepped aside and followed them to the dining room.

The servants moved in a hurry as always, and nothing seemed to have changed, except that the butler's position changed to behind Song Nan.

……

After dinner, they dispersed back to their rooms.

Song Nan put the doll on the bed and stood beside the bed staring at it with a distressed expression.

He wasn't sure about the conditions for the doll's favorability to increase. The butler's job was much simpler and would give him some benefits in a timely manner. Moreover, he seemed to prefer the superior-subordinate relationship...

"buckle"

At this time, there was a knock on the door. The person behind the door did not open the door, but stood quietly behind the door and waited. It was not until he picked up the doll and opened the door that he saw a maid coming.

The maid bowed respectfully and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the butler has summoned you to the hall for a gathering."

After she finished speaking, she took a step back and waited for him to go out.

Song Nan was stunned for a moment and walked to the corridor covered with deep red carpets and exuding the fragrance of elegant roses.

Speaking of which, the carpet was laid after he fell, and the intention was very obvious.

He looked up and saw the players who were also walking out. They looked at each other and noticed the solemnity and inquiry in each other's eyes.

The servants did not pay attention to their eye contact. They held candlesticks in their hands and silently led the way.

They were silent, and their figures flickered in and out. It was a bit creepy in this dark corridor.

The players stared intently at the candles burning on the candlesticks in the hands of the servants. Soon, they came to the hall. The servants placed the candlesticks, slightly illuminating the dim hall, and quickly evacuated from the small door.

The butler asked them to sit down and served them some fine black tea. Then he stood in the center, bowed and smiled and said: "I'm sorry to disturb your adults' rest time. I invite you to come down because I want to ask if you are willing to let the dolls go." Master, will you make a doll for you?"

The players' eyes froze, and only Cheng Mingjie and Lu Qiao looked a little excited.

Cheng Mingjie raised his hand: "I do! Well, I mean, as a servant, can I also have a puppet made by a puppet master?"

The butler smiled with a warm smile: "Of course. Everyone can have a doll."

Lu Qiao looked at the others, clenched the corners of his clothes and hesitated for a while, and finally said in panic: "I, I am willing too."

The housekeeper nodded and turned his head to look at Song Nan and the others. His phoenix eyes flickered slightly with unknown expectation: "Where are you adults?"

Zhang Xia looked at the housekeeper and smiled brightly. Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Shang covered his mouth and said, "Make one for me."

Zhang Xia's pupils shrank, and her always smiling face darkened, and she looked at him dissatisfied. Zhang Shang looked back expressionlessly. Zhang Xia had no choice but to close her eyes and lean on him.

Ni Yuyan raised her feather fan, covered the lower half of her face, and said gracefully: "I don't need it."

The housekeeper looked at Song Nan who was holding the doll and was a little troubled. He lowered his voice and spoke slowly, as if he didn't want to disturb him, and said, "Count Nora, where are you?"

Song Nan blinked, tilting his head blankly as if he didn't hear the question.

The butler's phoenix eyes were dark and he spoke softly again: "Would you like...the puppet master to make a puppet for you?"

Song Nan frowned, her peach blossom eyes fully opened, she was silent for a long time, and curiously asked: "Can you make a puppet?"

The housekeeper was stunned, while the other players stared blankly, not expecting this possibility.

The butler smiled slightly: "If you are willing to let me make it, then I will definitely make a doll that best suits you."

Song Nan nodded and showed him a smile as bright as a blooming rose. His light-colored eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and a steady stream of charm followed his gaze and rushed into the butler's eyes.

He opened his red lips slightly and uttered words that were enough to stimulate his hormones: "Then I'll leave it to you. I believe you will make a puppet that satisfies me."

[Ding——Target? ? ? (Butler) favorability +20, currently: 90, target danger value -20%, currently: 10%]

[Ding——Target Si Bai (doll) favorability +10, currently: 20]

The butler took a deep breath, walked up to him quickly, took his hand, knelt down on one knee, kissed him devoutly, and said excitedly with red cheeks: "I will definitely live up to the count's expectations."

Song Nan took out his hand, patted his head, ruffled his meticulously-kept black hair maliciously, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "Come on."

The butler's face turned even redder, and he quickly lowered his head to remove the traces of obsession and madness that appeared in his dark eyes, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Earl."

Song Nansong reached back, yawned, and said lazily: "I'm sleepy, good night."

After saying that, he turned around and left, not caring whether he violated the rules or not, and walked straight up the stairs.

The housekeeper stood up, watched him leave with a smile, swept away the others, bowed, and said in a calm tone: "It's time for you all to go back to your room to rest. I wish you all a pleasant night."

Zhang Shang looked at the housekeeper with his gloomy eyes. Seeing that his expression remained unchanged, he frowned and pulled Zhang Xia away with him.

Ni Yuyan also looked at the housekeeper strangely for a while, then turned to follow them.

Cheng Mingjie and Lu Qiao were hesitant, looking at the housekeeper wondering whether they should ask.

The butler seemed to have anticipated their thoughts and smiled warmly: "The puppet master will come to the manor tomorrow morning. After dinner, the servant will take you there."

……

In Song Nan's bedroom, Zhang Shang, Zhang Xia and Ni Yuyan did not return to their respective rooms after going upstairs. Instead, they gathered in his room and looked at him solemnly.

The corner of Song Nan's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a little overwhelmed under the gazes of the three people.

"What's wrong?" He couldn't bear it anymore and asked blankly.

Ni Yuyan grabbed his hand and tried to dissuade her: "Niece, why did you let that wretched butler make a puppet for you? The puppet is equivalent to our life! You are giving your life to him!"

Song Nan's head is full of black lines, and I always feel that Ni Yuyan's painting style changes, sometimes elegant, sometimes down-to-earth...

He coughed lightly and responded seriously: "I know this is dangerous, but it also has the trust of the butler, right? And he said he would make a puppet that satisfies me. First of all, I can make sure that my puppet will not Missing arms and legs, and secondly..."

He paused and couldn't help but look at Zhang Shang. Sure enough, he saw it clearly in his eyes and finished the next words for him: "Secondly, as long as he is not satisfied, the puppet is not him. Finally, we also know that the rules are determined by The steward has made it so that we can trigger the death conditions at any time as long as he wants.”

Ni Yuyan suddenly realized, she held his hand tightly, rubbed it gently, and took advantage of the opportunity: "Nephew, you are so smart!"

Song Nan withdrew her hand with difficulty. She didn't know what to say to her. She acted so exaggeratedly. She had guessed it from the beginning...

Zhang Shang lowered his eyes and tilted his head slightly to make Zhang Xia, who was taking a nap with his head on his shoulders, sleep more comfortably. He said solemnly: "I'm afraid this option is only applicable to you. We dare to propose it. Next time, you will die on the spot."

He stared at Song Nan silently, with a hint of resentment in his always gloomy eyes: "Unless we have the same charm as you and make the housekeeper like us equally."

The few people who were lingering on the edge of the knife finally saw that the housekeeper was not simply interested in him, but liked him very much. Otherwise, he would not have indulged him again and again and taken so many shortcuts for him, but they also knew that, This path will lead nowhere and will only make you sink deeper and deeper into the copy.

This is the easiest way to survive in the dungeon, but also the hardest way to clear the level.