You and me under the world tree

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"In short, under intentional or unintentional contact, a certain couple hit it off. That woman needs that man's tenderness and youthful and handsome appearance...well, maybe he also needs his magic knowledge to maintain her skin, and That man needs that woman to satisfy his twisted vengeance."

When it came to the end, as if deliberately whetting people's appetite, the demon paused for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, she couldn't help showing a regretful expression.

"It's a pity, maybe it's because that guy has a little IQ, in fact, he doesn't have much experience at all, and the woman who is the queen is the first woman he meets, so he fell, and the original pure purpose of revenge There was also a slight change, and as a symbol of this change, a certain evil was born."

Mehmet then clapped his hands at it.

She acted as if to wake up the two surprised fellows.

"So, how about this 'love story', both of you? Although the heroine has never loved anyone else, she only loves her own beauty and status, while the man seems to be rich in intelligence, but is actually emotionally weak. Being tricked around."

"You bullshit!"

In the end, some of Mehmet's words hit Sifka where it hurt.

At this time, he couldn't help rebutting aloud.

However, his rebuttal was obviously thoughtless.

There are even some lack of confidence.

"I'm not talking nonsense, that woman is like this... In fact, I'm curious, why do you want to seek power and usurp the throne?"

Chapter 92: Steppe Hero Sifka

Seeking power and usurping the throne...

When the word reached Sifka's ears, his entire face flushed.

"That man doesn't deserve to sit on the throne at all!"

Perhaps, in his eyes, the king who committed the crime of massacring the village and making him lose his family forever in his memory is cruel.

And after realizing this, Mehmet didn't quickly correct her 'slip of the tongue', after all, she didn't need to give this man face.

But at this moment, she couldn't help showing that playful expression on her face, as if she was watching a monkey show.

"Now... do you think it's time to stick to words?"

"..."

Facing the devil's innate and bewitching words, Sivka finally did not make any response.

At this moment, he only felt that his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

Because every word of the woman with horns can bypass his defenses and penetrate straight into the depths of his heart.

"The so-called words... After all, it's just an expression. You should know what I want to say in your heart."

Anyway, Mehmet just didn't want to change his words.

In normal times, Sifka might have noticed the slightly abnormal attitude shown by Mehmet at the moment.

But now, he couldn't notice these at all, because he was inadvertently led by the woman in front of him, and his thoughts had begun to diverge along with her words.

In the end, his eyes finally fell on the woman.

Ottilia...

Seeing Sivka's complicated expression and gaze, Mehmet suddenly laughed.

She didn't laugh out loud, but the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her happy mood at this moment.

"Actually, for you guys, the best result should be to assassinate Dittmar, and then run away together?" Mehmet said, "Anyway, you know magic. For you, it doesn't matter whether you leave brother It doesn't matter, even if you live in the deep mountains and old forests, you should be able to live well, right?"

Yes, in theory it should be true.

If Sifka just wanted to take revenge and make an end to what happened at the beginning, then it would be enough to play the beheading tactic and get away with one blow.

"Speaking of which, Dittmar's concealment is quite good. In the eyes of outsiders, he has always played the image of a king who only knows a little bit of magic. Otherwise, you wouldn't be full of confidence. ?”

Even if Sifka wanted to deny something, he was at a loss for words.

Because just as Mehmet said, he used to be very confident, and even had almost blind trust in the eternal gun bestowed by the gods.

"So, what made you abandon the simplest assassination tactic and plan a palace coup instead?"

At this moment, although Sifka didn't say anything, his subconscious gaze has revealed his thoughts.

"Hmm...let me guess?"

Seeing the complicated and silent gaze between Otilia and Sifka, Mehmet smiled and said.

"For example, at that time you did have the idea of taking her away, and even, in a lingering time, you told her this idea, but at that time, she said that she didn't want to leave... Ah, no, this That statement is too straightforward."

At this moment, Mehmet made a gesture of thinking.

However, I don't know if it was because her movements were too large, or her tone was too high-pitched.

In any case, she was extremely contrived in her performance.

No one would think she was really thinking, it was like a disgusting performance.

It's like treating life like a drama...

"Oh, that's right, that's how it should be said."

Mehmet didn't bother to care what other people thought.

At this moment, she had already shifted her gaze to Otilia.

"'I'm pregnant'... that's the way to say it, right?"

If it was the original, the character of Mehmet might be imitated a little more completely.

Not because of anything else, because she just wanted to see their aggrieved expressions that tried their best to endure but still felt helpless against her.

After all, she still has a little understanding of human beings.

Even though they are in different worlds, they still have that empathetic shame in their hearts.

When others imitate themselves with emotion, the unhappiness in my heart will climb to the peak.

She has always liked doing this kind of thing, but for some reason, she is not in the mood for that today.

Even, not to mention the kind of happy mood that is similar to the game, at this moment, she even lingered only feeling an inexplicable irritability.

She just wants to fast-forward her own process...

The result should be the same anyway.

"In fact, this is also a common method. First you say that you are pregnant, and then you pull you back in the name of thinking about your child. Then, in order to let your child ascend the throne, you start the subsequent plan... Yes Bar?"

At this moment, there was a momentary pause in Mehmet's speech.

However, her pause did not give a woman the opportunity to intervene.

"Speaking of which, the source of all this must be blamed on you, right? Otilia?"

At this moment, the eyes of the two sides met again, and when she touched Mehmet's sight again, she only felt her heart beating quite fast.

But then Mehmet smiled, a soft smile.

For a moment, Otilia even forgot that she was still in danger.

"But if you think about it carefully, you don't have such a brain. If you have a brain, you won't shrink into a deep boudoir. To put it bluntly, you just don't want to part with your queen's life and hope to continue to live a life of being served by others. At that time, You probably didn't expect such a thing to happen later, did you?"

"..."

I don't know whether it was because of Mehmet's words that he was speechless, or because he was poked into a pain point and dared not speak.

At this moment, Otilia did maintain a strange silence.

This woman didn't have any abilities herself, so she almost subconsciously cast her eyes on Sifka next to her.

But at this time, the thoughts of the young palace minister had already followed what Mehmet said, and after completely diverging, his eyes flickered and gradually became suspicious.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Sivka, I'm curious why you came up with such an idea at the time, because you should be very clear that the coup you planned... In terms of the result, you have no place to speak of. Your children can't call you father, your lover can't speak alone, and maybe even be put on the bed by the regent you predestined, can you really bear this? Don’t you know all kinds of secrets?”

Maybe he thought of something interesting, Mehmet finally couldn't hold back this time.

This time, she not only raised the corners of her mouth, but even laughed outright.

"Are you... um, that kind of... lover?"

Chapter 93: False Enlightenment, Fictitious Memory

Mehmet was just there mocking unscrupulously.

And when Mehmet said that, Sifka's mood suddenly had a strong ups and downs.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly showed a killing intent.

However, this kind of killing intent was nothing more than pure anger, because his mind was exposed and the most shameful place, this kind of anger suddenly arose in his heart.

But when facing Mehmet's cold gaze, his anger was quickly suppressed.

It wasn't that he actively suppressed his emotions, but because the instinctive fear that all creatures had quickly replaced his anger.

Can't resist, can't defy.

Maybe it was because of that moment of anger, at this moment, Sifka suddenly realized that his body was shaking all the time.

Although it was completely covered under the black robe, he himself could not deny or ignore this point.

It was obvious that the woman stepped on his head recklessly, and sliced open his mind, dragging out the contents to mock him one by one.

However, he had no intention of resisting.

Just like a powerless farmer facing a cruel and ugly predatory beast, even though he saw the people around him being ripped open and devoured by the beast, he didn't have the courage to pick up the pitchfork to fight it.

Therefore, a sense of humiliation gradually emerged in his heart.

Obviously some kind of wound was exposed, but he didn't dare to resist.

The resulting sense of humiliation filled his heart, even impacted his brain, and constantly challenged his proud rationality.

He is a man who can maintain a smile in front of his enemies!

But even so, his hands were still clenched unintentionally, the nails dug into the flesh, and blood flowed out.

The teeth bit the lips too.

If he tried harder, he might still be able to bite and bleed.

Facing Sifka's frantic eyes, Mehmet just raised his eyebrows slightly.

An inexplicable and distorted pleasure emerged in her heart.

Perhaps for ordinary people, the kind of pleasure that emerges in their hearts will make them feel a little guilty and fearful, which is an almost instinctive feeling that every person with a standard moral bottom line will have.

Of course, this does not mean that such behavior is necessarily wrong.

In the final analysis, this near-fear psychology comes from one's own behavior.

What makes them feel terrible is actually what they do, and they fear that they will unwittingly stretch their limits.

Because this kind of thing is a bottomless pit, once there may be a second time.

But what does any of this have to do with Mehmet?

She is not human, let alone care about the moral bottom line of human beings.

And when she saw Sivka's humiliated expression, she even wanted to sneer:

"Do you like to watch your lover being crushed by other men? I don't think normal people have this habit."

However, this kind of ridicule is also a point to her.

After all, for some people, this kind of thing is not a big killer move.

Although it sounds exciting and even humiliating the dignity of the other party, for her, more exciting things are yet to come.

"Speaking of which, Otilia, do you know what he thinks?"