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

The noble who was tied to the execution rack screamed heartbreakingly: "He wants to drag everyone into hell! Our country is over!! You believe me, you believe me!!!"

He understood everything completely now.He roared furiously at the king from afar, but nothing could be changed.

The pope came around from behind and gently covered Jiang Chu's eyes.

"Don't look, it's too dirty." There was a hint of a smile in his voice.

Jiang Chu was not sure what the hypocritical Pope meant.Said he was kind, but he didn't show pitiful eyes, on the contrary, he seemed to be watching a show.

He raised his hand and grabbed the Pope's wrist: "Take it away."

Lu Weixi did not let go of his hand, but stroked his black hair with the other hand, letting the soft hair slip through his fingers.

The little king struggled with his body: "Don't hug me, you are really hot."

The corner of Lu Weixi's mouth curled up: "Your Majesty, it is early spring."

After Jiang Chu pushed him away, he glanced at the nobleman who was about to be executed. Although he himself forgot what this nobleman had done, it must be quite serious, otherwise he would not have publicly executed him.

God does not necessarily punish the wicked, but before the devil, all the wicked are equal.

He didn't look down, turned and left.

He stayed in the study all morning and read the secret reports from various places, the activities of the heretics, and the resistance and suppression of the nobles, just like a farce.And this farce is just a replica of the tragedy more than ten years ago.Even Jiang Chu, who is a player, saw a little bit of ridiculousness.

Suddenly the maid came running in panic: "Your Majesty!"

Jiang Chu stopped writing: "What's wrong?"

"The palace... the palace is under siege."

The palace was indeed surrounded, but the situation was not critical, because the king had his own knights, all of them were elite, although the number was not dominant, they still firmly blocked the intruders.

But it can't last long. It can be said that the current royal family is helpless.The nobles who reacted knew that the king was secretly leading everything, so they united to express their anger to the king.

How long can the helpless little king last?

The gray-haired former Duke of Leighton stood on the horse, with a sneer on his lips: "He won't last long—unless he is the devil himself."

The nobles present nodded naturally, but it is unknown what shameful intentions they still have.

A knight rushed over from the front, rushed directly in front of the former Duke, and said urgently: "Master, Duke Verlaine Leighton just broke in through the gate!"

"Only he is alone!"

The old prince was very confident in his son: "Let him go, I trust him."

Jiang Chu, who was confronting Verlaine inside, didn't think so.

He was wearing armor, and the dark red blood had condensed into blood clots. It was unknown whose blood it was.As he walked towards the king standing on the steps, the hard armor clashed dully.

The pope followed, his eyes narrowed in displeasure when he saw the duke.

The Duke naturally saw him too. At this moment, he had no respect for the Pope at all, only hatred and unwillingness remained.He put all his eyes on Jiang Chu, his brows and eyes softened: "I'm sorry, I regret it."

"I can't die yet."

Jiang Chu swept the blood-dripping sword in his hand: "Is this the answer you gave me?"

"Yes, I regret it..." He said firmly, "I don't want to be killed by you, I can't watch you be bewitched."

Just as Jiang Chu was about to say something, he suddenly saw a person walking out of the shadows.

No, he shouldn't be called a human being. He has bluish-white skin, with broken bat wings spread out on his back, his ten fingers are sharp claws sharper than sharp knives, his right eye is much smaller than the left eye, and there are clear traces of spider webs.

Looking at the king's surprised eyes, the monster made a hoarse voice, and spoke for the first time:

"Is this true?" The butler said hoarsely, "You are... the leader of the heretics?"

The Duke said softly: "I told him."

The steward continued: "It was you... that caused me to be like this?"

It's all right now, just now he was still estimating the combat effectiveness of both sides, and now there is someone with explosive combat effectiveness on the opposite side.

At that time, he learned from the housekeeper that he had been cursed by the heretics before he became what he is now. Now he has transformed himself into the black hand behind the heretics.

Among these NPCs, what Hill feels most guilty about is indeed this loyal butler.

He thought the butler died in battle, but he didn't expect to reappear in front of him in such a way.

The game system now has options again:

【Facing the question from the steward, you choose—】

【a. Admit b. Deceit】

【Please choose carefully】