Noble Villa [Whistling]

That man was Edward I, their great English king.Edgar never imagined that it was at this time that he first met the head printed on the stamp.

He was sweating profusely and remained motionless. Edgar crouched down with his head in his arms until he was sure that Edward I was in the carriage and left.To calm himself down quickly, Edgar decided to go upstairs.

The upstairs is empty, except for the necessary chairs and tables, it is basically a blank room.Edgar opened a bedroom door and felt his body go limp for a moment.

It was a female corpse!

Or rather, a woman who was alive for the first 10 minutes.Her blood was still bright red, and even some warmth remained in her body.Looking at the door with resentment, Edgar felt that he was almost looking at himself.There are strips of cloth scattered on the body and on the ground.There are also some indescribable things that look like instruments of torture.That is to say, during those short minutes when Edgar stood downstairs hesitating, a woman was murdered here.

Enduring the discomfort of his body and senses, Edgar stood up and walked forward. He had learned the basics of biology out of curiosity and boredom.Edgar carefully observed that the police department would definitely intervene in this kind of criminal case, but when it comes to scandals, it is uncertain how it will develop.

If not in this state, it is a beautiful woman, even a little pure.But now her body is covered with bruises, and her lower body is filthy.Edgar began to imagine how this girl would look alive. This should be a little farm girl who had just arrived in London and was abducted here for unknown reasons.

"Edgar!" Ala ran forward, grabbed the door frame, and shouted in a deep voice, "Come here, don't touch it!"

"You did it, right?" Edgar squatted in front of the girl and asked numbly, "You arranged everything. The king killed this girl, and you are also an accomplice."

"You come here first, I can explain." Allah said.

"Explanation? Huh." Edgar stood up with a sneer. "It seems that they are all right. I don't know anything about you."

"It's an accident, not every girl is so stubborn." Ala was at a loss, "That guy just came for excitement, he fantasized that he was a Spartan warrior in ancient Rome. You know, in that era, men were all themselves Go to the battlefield and grab the woman you love. He likes virgins, so I had to find some special girls."

"So you searched for nuns and little girls from the farm, and sent them to this house just to let that person enjoy a momentary morbid pleasure." Edgar suddenly broke down, and he roared like venting: "For God's sake ! You know what you are doing? You are luring the king to fall, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"It was the king's depravity that tempted me. You should understand that no one can be tempted to do what he doesn't want to do." Allah was puzzled, he didn't know why Edgar made such a fuss.

"How dare you be so indulgent. This is Britain in the [-]th century, and the law is the foundation of the country." Edgar held his head, "What if you are discovered? That is the king, and your behavior can be regarded as treason. "

"That's your law, it doesn't work for me." Allah disagreed.

"You don't care at all, right?" Edgar suddenly felt stupid for being so anxious.

"Yes, frankly, I don't even know what you are angry about. It's cruel, I know. But it's not my fault, it only shows that your king's nature is extremely bad." Allah said frankly, "Aye Degas, I come from ancient times, that era of legends. When I was young, I witnessed all kinds of plunder and wars. There were even living people offering sacrifices to the gods. A girl, too weak."

"There are many weak creatures, but it doesn't mean they all have to die." Edgar argued with his own moral system.

"Really, Edgar?" Allah looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Do you know what the original world looked like? Do you know that many races, even gods, were extinct gone."