Help, I've become a paper man

Jasmine glared at Song Yi and said, "Don't think too much. Exit and wait for the settlement, or stand here and wait."

At this point, she was still a little worried, and imitated the tone of an adult threatening a child, saying: "Being able to stay awake and control the boss of the dungeon has a different way to become a god. If Stardust peeks randomly, he will leave different traces, and then...will..."

The little girl frowned and tried to think of words, but she was still stuck. Song Yi tried to remind her, "Will you go crazy?"

Jasmine said, "Yes! He will go crazy... So, I will keep an eye on you here."

As she spoke, she put her hands on her hips and looked serious. However, she was small and had round eyes, looking exactly like an elementary school student. Seeing this, Song Yi felt relaxed for some reason, and even a sentence popped up in his mind... "Children still don't need to be raised by themselves to be cute."

The kid in front of him was even his senior, the kind who could go out and work as a bodyguard to earn resources. It would be impolite for him to laugh again. At this moment, he felt relaxed knowing that the boy would not die, and in the atmosphere filled with fireworks, he also gained some peace.

But Song Yi would still mutter, "We agreed not to attack children and animals. It's not good to attack children."

Jasmine on the side also complained in her heart, but the two of them complained about different people. Jasmine didn't make a sound, and Song Yi didn't guess that he was secretly being criticized by his teammates for "judging people by their appearance".

Let’s not talk about the two people who don’t know where to start for now, on the other side that they can’t see.

The Duke and the young man have returned to the banquet hall, a place that players frequent every day. It no longer looks familiar. The long table in the center has only existed for four days. What appears here now is a huge "tray". It is dark brown in color and made of wood, with a small amount of metal to fix it. In the center, there stands a pillar, which looks similar to the one where the boy was hung before.

But this one is obviously more advanced. There is a circle of wooden boards around the wooden pillar, like the seats built around trees in the park. It seems that the "sacrifice" is treated better. He can be punished while sitting instead of being hung up and bled.

But the boy's gaze stayed on it, without the previous worry on his face, nor could he find a trace of indifference. The two knew each other well enough, and the boy naturally understood the meaning of the design the moment he saw it. The Duke was not feeling sorry for him, but wanted to avoid wasting blood and be closer to the ground to make the ceremony go faster.

Just as Song Yi guessed, he and the Duke had an emotional entanglement, but it was not as dirty as the Earl thought. Rather than saying that the two of them were at the "lover" stage, it would be more appropriate to describe them as "vaguely ambiguous."

The boy looked away, no longer looking at the pile of wood, and no longer thinking about his own death. He looked at the Duke, just like he had every time long ago.

He said, “I thought you would like him.”

The specific name was not mentioned, but the Duke knew him just as well and understood who the person was who was simply summarized. She stopped smiling and her expression was a little heavy, but she still answered, "I like it."

They chatted about the players in a relaxed manner. They were not talking about the candidate for "husband", but about Jasmine as a girl. The boy watched her fighting posture and guessed what the Duke looked like in the past. The Duke fought with her and also felt the vitality from the young warrior and came into contact with the hot blood and fresh anger.

After a brief silence, the Duke said, "It's been so long that even my anger has cooled."

She could feel that her blade was still sharp and could fight again, but her heart was indeed "dead", and she didn't even feel sad about it. But at this moment, some people wanted to feel sad about this, and they also fell into the posture of "if you don't act, you can't show it", and it was difficult to feel and express the sadness of the moment.

The young man looked at her, his eyelashes trembling slightly, but his soul, which had long been dead, was trapped here, living in this body, and he could not shed tears.

The Duke, who was famous for his cruelty and killing, initially just wanted to protect his territory and people, so he had to pick up his sword, throw himself into the battlefield, fight bravely in the front, and drive away the enemy's soldiers. For a while, she was famous and praised, but it didn't last long. Curses against her were heard among the people, and some people began to oppose the war. A wave began to arise, attributing the war to her crime.

She was not defeated by the rumors, and her army continued to advance until the two kings behind her signed an armistice agreement. The Duke, who was in the center of the battlefield, was the last to receive the news and "had to" withdraw his troops and return to his own territory. This time, there were no flowers and cheers. The people on both sides watched her quietly. After the first person shouted "Duke of War", continuous "war" rang out, which were calls and condemnations, with cries and wails mixed in.

The Duke rode past on his horse, and the crowds on both sides followed closely behind him. They lingered in front of the suspension bridge and were reluctant to leave until she walked onto the suspension bridge and headed for the manor on the other side.

Those who loved her stood with those who hated her, weeping for those who died in the war and cheering for her fame and the safety they had achieved under her protection.

Under such circumstances, the king arranged a marriage for her, and she found it funny that for the sake of "peace", her greatest resistance was to "not marry" and let the other party marry into her territory. Compared with the new battles and the turmoil in the country, she chose to accept an unwise husband and thought she could control everything, she sheathed the swords, put on the skirts, and returned to her life.

In her peaceful life, she meets a young boy who aspires to be a painter. She has a vigorous and ardent love for him, which is hidden in the greetings. The two of them maintain a polite distance and talk about topics unrelated to love under the witness of flowers, until the count kills the boy and the duke lets the count escape and deliberately lets "his husband" fall into the lake.

The heavy rain flooded a lot of things until the rain stopped, until the suspension bridge was rebuilt, until she came to the other side and saw the corpses of the people in the territory. This time, the crying she heard was lighter. Before his death, her useless husband joined forces with the enemy and wanted to escape from here. The enemy troops who were lured there could not wait for him, and did not want to leave peacefully.

This was her strongest fire, directed at herself and her enemies, igniting wherever she stepped, reigniting the war and burning until the moment of her death.

And now...

The boy asked, "How about tomorrow? I want to see you again."

The Duke took a step forward, opened his arms, and placed his palms on his back. This was their first hug, two bodies that should have been dead long ago touching each other, and they could still feel each other's warmth. The next second, when the boy blinked, the knife pierced into his back, and the blood instantly wet the Duke's gloves.

She spoke in a calm tone, "I'm sorry, it's too cold underground and they waited too long."

She had been lazy at that time, but her people paid the price for it. She would not hesitate for feelings again. The silent bells rang in the dungeon, and the rain fell again, connecting the indoors and outdoors. The towering buildings were like motionless phantoms. Cheers rang again, and the continuous voices were shouting "God of War". Power surged from all sides. She was the duke here. At the moment of killing her partner, she became the only master here.

“Warning! Warning! Warning!”

"Plot progress 99%, exploration progress 61%, new ending "War" obtained, players are being teleported out of the dungeon."