Help, I've become a paper man

It was a close call. If I had agreed with the man, I would have been caught by the Duke on the spot.

Thinking this subconsciously, Song Yi quickly came to his senses and felt that it would not be that simple. The maid's words might not be credible, but if they were true, they would have begun to suspect that there was more than one Duke. Who was the person who appeared in front of them now?

The air fell into silence.

The Duke slowly raised his right hand and unfolded his folding fan to cover the lower half of his face, but he lowered his eyes, glanced at the man who collapsed on the ground, and said in a cold tone: "Leave here and go to where you should go."

There was a tone of command in his words, which seemed different from the previous "Duke".

Everyone remained silent, and as the man tumbled away, they watched this hastily ended dispute as "indifferent spectators".

The player remained where he was. Song Yi turned his gaze to the Duke. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Jian Nuanyang continuing to stare at the man who was gradually moving away.

This can be considered a division of labor and cooperation to some extent, Song Yi thought to himself.

It is good that they each have their own suspects, but it is also good that they can suspect together.

The Duke then said, "You can trust me a little more."

After she finished speaking, seeing that no one was moved, she smiled and said, "I am not the owner here."

Echoing the previous duke's "I am the master here", it almost clearly told them that there was more than one duke, at least two appeared before them, but it was not enough.

Song Yi asked: "Is the owner here patrolling the territory?"

The Duke replied, “Yes.”

Jasmine asked, "How many people appear as 'Dukes'?"

The duke was silent for a moment, the corners of her lips curled up, her expression briefly ferocious, and she asked in a softer tone: "People who appeared? Why do you think there are still living people here?"

The sudden information made the atmosphere even more tense. Song Yi looked at Jasmine, needing some knowledge and guidance from his seniors. He didn't think this was a scary thing. After all, in the copy of Changsheng, the boss was neither human nor ghost, and was just barely alive. He didn't think there was anything special about the boss of the copy not being a living person, but judging from the reactions of others, it seemed that was not the case.

Before getting Jasmine's reply, the Duke laughed out loud.

She explained: "Just kidding, the Duke will choose one of the invited guests to be his husband."

The brave girl Jian Nuanyang asked: "Then what?"

The Duke did not answer, and even his smile faded a little. He looked at them and asked, "What do you hope to gain from being the Duke's husband?"

This time Jian Nuanyang did not answer, but turned her head to Song Yi's direction. Song Yi thought she was looking at him at first, but suddenly realized that she might be looking at the little boy next to her. This was very strange. Ignoring the boy's special eyes and letting an underage boy answer the question of "what can a husband get" was somewhat unbelievable.

Song Yi tried to answer: "Isn't this a matter of course?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jasmine immediately reached out to cover his mouth, but he dodged sideways, leaving the little girl's anxious hands waving in the air.

The Duke's reaction now was obviously very resistant to the "purposeful" approach. Song Yi's answer was no less than dancing in a minefield. He was afraid that the Duke would not be angry, so he waved his hand indifferently, smiled, and said:

"When people establish a relationship, one party invests emotions and energy in the other party. They are always attracted to a certain aspect of the other party, and this aspect of the other party can meet their material or spiritual needs, right? When you choose a husband from among us, you can't choose because we are young, poor, or still living off our parents, right?"

"Even if this is not a two-way choice, the decision is in your hands. You can't just use your emotions to make decisions. To put it another way, when you are looking for a job, you should also understand the company and salary when submitting your resume. If you don't know anything and dive in, and then find that it doesn't match your expectations, it will be difficult to have a good attitude towards the job."

“So whether it’s about relationships, responsibilities, or official duties, there’s nothing wrong with mutual understanding.

He spoke fluently, and even became happier as he spoke. The mist covering his memory did not dissipate, but only slightly lifted a corner, revealing the outline inside, a different era.

The Duke looked at him, his gaze a little vague, as if he was looking through him at another soul, or perhaps he was simply lost in memories. He waited until he finished speaking before he said "Oh", which did not mean approval, but only meant "I heard it".

She said, “Maybe neither.”

"The Duke and I live here, the banquet will not stop, and we will not rest."

"Until she becomes the true master, our souls can rest in peace, the disasters that happened before will never happen again, and the wronged souls trapped here can be freed."

"But His Excellency the Duke is too tired."

“So there’s me.”

She told the story of the "stand-in" from another perspective with great ease. Song Yi did not hear the prompt sound, but he could still imagine that the exploration level was rising wildly as she spoke.

Song Yi did not respond. He felt something subtle, as if among the large amount of truth, there was a faint... It was not a lie, but an intentional avoidance of the important issues, a pile of polite words with "real" information.

Jasmine asked, "What do you need us to do?"

It’s not that she has heroic thoughts. The sensitive girl also realized that something was wrong. It’s better to take the initiative than to wait.

This is a beautiful story carefully prepared for them, satisfying the heroic fantasies of teenagers. The Duke, who has made great achievements in war, also needs to be saved. The maid who is wrapped in suffering is held by her hand. The two try to save each other, but also fall into the abyss of the heart together and need help from others.

Too beautiful, too bizarre.

Jian Nuanyang scoffed at this. Before anyone else could react, she asked bluntly, "What is the mission?"

She couldn't believe this drama of a former hero suffering and showing weakness to the "warriors" passing by.

Song Yi's originally delicate mood had calmed down a lot when he looked at her. On the contrary, when the "Duke" showed a forced smile, it was Jasmine who asked: "Do you need our help?"

This must be the plot that the "Duke" wanted. She spoke again and said that she wanted a bouquet of flowers.

At this moment, Jian Nuanyang clenched her fists. If it weren't for the mission, she would have left here and couldn't listen for even a second.

When the Duke's eyes swept over, Jian Nuanyang simply refused. Song Yi nodded first, and then said, "I give up."