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"Eve, Eve! Come here quickly!"

The man's somewhat impatient voice came, "Come here to meet the Duke!"

His tone immediately became flattering: "Your Majesty Duke Belial, this is my daughter, Eve Claire."

"...very similar."

The girl heard someone say this.

She bit her lower lip tightly, with some hesitation, some uneasiness and fear.

She raised her eyes, and as soon as her eyes touched the tall and elegant figure, she quickly lowered her head as if she was electrocuted.

Even though she was still young at the moment, she knew...that the person opposite was a very big shot.

He was a big shot who could decide her life or death with just one word or look.

"Your Majesty, the deal you just mentioned..." Beside the girl, the man asked impatiently, "As long as I bring Eve to you, you can give me ten thousand gold pounds... Is it true? "

"of course."

Belial said with a smile, "You can go discuss the details of the transaction with my secretary now."

"Thank you! Thank you! Your Majesty the Duke!"

"May you always live under the protection of the rules!"

When the man heard this, he didn't even hesitate for a second and instantly let go of the girl's hand.

Looking at the man's retreating figure, the girl's lips trembled: "Father..."

She didn't yell because she understood.

No matter what she said...that man would not stop for her.

The girl looked away, her face filled with sadness and loneliness.

this moment.

A fair, slender, well-maintained hand stretched out in front of her.

The girl was startled, her timid eyes climbing up the beautiful right hand until she took in the handsome and gentle face opposite her.

A trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but was quickly suppressed.

The girl hesitated: "Your Majesty the Duke?"

"My name is Quilter Belial, you can call me Duke Belial, or Mr. Belial."

The girl was silent: "Are you... my buyer?"

She just heard it.

The prominent nobleman opposite gave his father ten thousand gold pounds, and the condition of exchange... was her.

Belial smiled: "You can say that."

"I..." the girl murmured, "I'm not good at cooking, and I'm not very efficient at housework. I...I'm not worth that much money."

"In my opinion, you deserve it."

Belial passed his hand forward, "Let's go, I'll take you to your new residence."

The girl is scared.

Afraid of contact with unfamiliar "big people".

I'm even more afraid that... the big shot will be angry because of my lack of cooperation.

Trembling, she put her left hand into the other person's palm.

Her hands were dirty and looked unsightly against the white palm, making her feel ashamed and worried for no reason.

The girl subconsciously wanted to retract her hand, but suddenly felt an irresistible pull.

She staggered forward half a step and suddenly let out a muffled groan.

Bailey paused and looked down.

I saw that the girl's exposed slender arms were covered with large areas of redness, swelling and bruises.

Belial's expression changed, and then he smiled softly.

He relaxed his hold on the girl's hand slightly and slowed down his steps.

Under the bright sunshine, two figures, one large and one small, walked slowly on the empty street.

"do not worry."

After a while, Belial's voice sounded, "From now on, you don't have to do rough work anymore, and you won't be whipped anymore."

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't feel happy... only endless nervousness and apprehension.

She said softly: "Then what should I do?"

"You will sacrifice your life for me when I need you."

The girl was stunned.

For her now, the word "life" is too profound and too heavy.

She instinctively wanted to resist, but she also understood...she couldn't resist the "Master Duke" in front of her.

Just like she couldn't resist her father.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the girl finally spoke: "Your Majesty the Duke, I...I don't want to die."

"Unfortunately."

From the soft male voice, the girl could not hear any emotion.

"This is the mission you are destined to complete." He said, "It is the glorious mission I wrote for you..."

……

The clear sound of footsteps reached my ears.

Chi Yu slowly woke up from the darkness.

"Eve."

The familiar gentle voice gave her a chill in her heart after she had just experienced a memory.

She raised her eyes and looked at the young man walking slowly in the distance through the dim light around her.

His figure is still tall and straight, and he is still wearing gorgeous and complicated clothes.

Just like before.

Quilter Belial stood in front of Chi Yu and stretched out his right hand like a gentleman.

"Are you ready, Eve?"

He smiled, "It's time for you to complete your mission."

Guards came one after another, gradually untying Chi Yu's shackles.

Chi Yu lowered his eyes slightly and placed his left hand on the man's palm.

Belial smiled with satisfaction.

Take it easy, Eve Claire.

In the ink-like darkness, Chi Yu looked indifferent.

No one can decide our destiny.

Neither can God.

……

At this moment.

Outside the Temple of Order.

square.

Crowds of people.

Flair and the orangutan hid in the crowd, paying close attention to what was going on in the center of the square.

After monitoring for a while, the orangutan suddenly whispered: "Those priests are so annoying."

"...Huh?" Flair didn't react for a moment.

"Do not you think so?"

The orangutan said with dissatisfaction, "They have been preaching about some god or providence...but they can't even tell whether the one who rules them is the god they believe in."

"At the end of the day, their beliefs are not pure at all."

"All they want is a useful tool to help them solve their problems."

"Do you believe that even if Belial reveals his identity as a demon apostle today and stands here, as long as he can give a high-sounding reason, these people will still regard him as their spiritual leader?"

Although she is an atheist, she does not hate gods and Buddhas, nor do she hate people who regard them as spiritual sustenance.

What she hates is ignorance, blindness, and this group of people who can't even tell who they believe in, but still want those superior gods to show mercy.

Flair was stunned.

She seemed to have thought of something, and said with a complicated expression: "Aren't all people like this?"

"As long as it's good for you, it's fine. As for whether you borrowed the devil's power...is it important?"

Flair sighed, "However, there is no need to criticize them so harshly. After all, they are not the decision-makers."

"It's like you said... they don't even know whether the one who rules them is the god they once believed in. How can we expect them to make the right decision?"

The orangutan thought carefully for a while: "...too."

Today's Leiden is actually a large "information cocoon room".

The people did not know the truth and lived numbly in the cage that Quilt Belial had woven for them. They were blinded and their limbs were bound... They could only charge and shout blindly for others.

It's not their fault.

All the blame must be placed on Quilter Belial.

And what they want to do is to break this wrong cocoon.

Bring order out of chaos.

Let everything get back on track!

After adding a little drama to himself, the orangutan felt that he had enough energy.

"Be careful." At this moment, Fryer warned in a low voice, "The target... is about to appear."