If you refuse a marriage proposal from a thriller NPC, you will die

After the Duke left, Jiang Chu watched the weather forecast in the study.

He had guessed before that the system might be playing word games with him. There is actually not one demon, and there are probably at least two hidden.

He felt that both the duke and the pope were suspicious, but he couldn't rely on guessing. If he guessed wrong, his health bar would be deducted.He only has 8% san value now, and if he makes another mistake, he will have to load the file and start over.

That is absolutely intolerable.

A familiar drowsiness hit him, and he wanted to sleep again.Fortunately, he had told the maid before that if he suddenly fell asleep and refused anyone's request to see him, he should not bother him, and he would talk about what happened when he woke up.

Before falling into a deep sleep, he vaguely thought about how much the man in the mirror had to do with Prince Arnold.

But he didn't have the energy to think for a while.

Maybe because he didn't fall asleep in a strange place, Jiang Chu slept well this time.

He found that after entering the game, his passive sleep interval has indeed become longer, and he maintains high-intensity vigilance every day, so that he can feel tired when he is not sleeping.

This is a very rare experience for him.

After the butler disappeared, everything was taken over by the two maids.They prepared convenient clothes for Jiang Chu, brought him a cane, and prayed a simple prayer for him.

Today is another open day, and the king needs to go to church to pray and repent.

When he and the Pope broke up last time, he put down his words and waited for him to come and beg him.

As a result, I took the initiative to go to the plot today.

Of course, he didn't feel like he was being slapped in the face.After all, so many things happened in the middle, he believed that the relationship between the two, at least on the surface, had been reconciled.

The carriage moved slowly and steadily along the road.On the way, he heard faint singing, so he opened the curtain and looked outside.

"What's that sound?" he said.

The older maid replied respectfully, "It's the children in the choir singing the hymns."

Jiang Chu lowered the curtains and stopped the carriage. The little maid immediately jumped out and caught the king's hand under the carriage.

"Your Majesty, what is this?" the older maid asked suspiciously.

Jiang Chu waved his hands, signaling them not to follow.Then go straight to the auditorium where the singing is coming from.

He pushed in through the side door, and saw a dozen children standing together, staring at the person in front of him seriously, with the most innocent and pure worship in their eyes.

Standing in front of them was actually the Pope.

Subconsciously, Jiang Chu had equated the pope with hypocrisy, but when he suddenly saw the scene where he was raising a child, he felt a little absurd.

Among these children, there are nobles and commoners, but Lu Weixi treats them equally, and even allows the children to play around with him, with a loving smile on his face.

Jiang Chu shivered.

Lu Weixi quickly spotted him and invited him over with a smile.Jiang Chu went over with a cold face and was introduced to the children by the Pope.

When they heard that he was the king, the children were scared at first, but after the youngest child lay on him, he hugged him, and everyone was not afraid anymore. .

The Pope hooked his mouth: "I didn't expect His Majesty to be so popular with children."

The little king raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect you to teach children how to sing."

Lu Weixi smiled, not caring that he was just heard.He sat aside and invited him to come and listen to the story.

Jiang Chu: "Aren't you going to listen to the confession?"

Lu Weixi: "Don't listen, the Pope always has the right to be willful."

Jiang Chu is not very interested.All that can come out of the mouth of the Pope are religious stories.

But the children all acquiesced that he stayed, and happily gave him a seat. The child who was held by him at first even patted the ground and invited him to join him.

Then listen to...

He was ready to doze off, but he did not expect the story of His Excellency the Pope to be quite hard-core, with a clear main line running through the whole text, telling them that labor creates wealth and food is obtained by hands.

"God hates children who ask blindly." The pope is kind and holy, "lazy, reaping for nothing, and those who rob and steal are only worthy of being slaves to the devil."

The children began to be afraid: "..."

They all shivered, and a child asked in a low voice, "What about the child..."

Pope: "Of course the child is eaten directly, not even the bones are left."

Child:! ! !

Jiang Chu: ...

Facing the frightened demented child and the indifferent king, the smile on the pope's face became more real and holy.

"Okay, it's just a joke." He touched a child's head, "The merciful Lord will forgive all your sins and pains."

The children began to sing hymns of praise to the Lord again.

Taking advantage of this time, Lu Weixi took the little king's hand, led him to the stained glass window, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, look." He said softly, "This is the miracle I owe you."

Thousands of lights fell from the dome, and the rotten lights turned the dust in the air into glittering gold powder, like a grand coronation ceremony.

Jiang Chu looked down at the necklace on his chest. Sure enough, under the illumination of the colored light, the crystal crown also turned into a beautiful color, even brighter than the color of the flower window.

The pope smiled unabated and looked at him quietly, his eyes were deep black.

"That's what I want to say to you." He said slowly, his tone gradually solemn, "I will always be loyal to you."

Jiang Chu raised his drooping eyes: "What are you talking about now?"

What, you also have side plots to open?

The Pope knelt down slowly in front of him, touched the ground on one knee, and put his right hand on his heart:

"Even if I deceive the Lord, I am willing to be a sharp blade in your hand. I wish you complete the sacrifice."

A beam of light illuminates his golden eyes, which look so precious and solemn, like the oath of a marriage proposal.

The king opened his eyes wide in surprise, as if he hadn't expected his behavior at all.

Jiang Chu does have a question now - what sacrifice should I make? ? ?