There was no answer in his mind for a long time, and Su Kui was silent.
There was a smell of blood mixed with candles floating in the dim air, and the shadowy candlelight hit half of her face, looking bright and dark, like a ghost.
The mechanical voice of the system finally sounded slowly in Su Kui's mind, "It must be confidential, no comment."
"laugh--"
The longer she cooperated with the system, the more she became curious about what it was that created this system, what purpose does it have, and what it wants---
And why can he follow her in reincarnation for the rest of the life, without exception.
But for the time being, she was destined to get no answer.
"Then, the first question."
"Ding--Please listen to the task information carefully and work hard to complete it."
"Count Helena's wish: Let Willard and Lucia kill each other and prevent them from falling in love."
"Oh? That's it?"
The system didn't answer her again and disappeared completely. Su Kui understood it, and after thinking about it for a moment, he had an idea.
In the evening, the huge and empty castle stands on the edge of the cliff. In front of the castle is the towering old tree with no end in sight. It is covered with dense fog and is swept by the cloudy wind, whistling on the branches.
The sky is gloomy, the stars in the sky are obscured by the fog, only the pale moonlight pouring down from the horizon, dyeing the earth into a desolate.
In the rose garden, the bright red roses are opening up, squeezing and forming a sea of blood. Under the moonlight, everything was covered by the light, except for roses, and her--
"Villard, good evening."
The corner of Su Kui's lips evoked a coquettish smile, her beautiful eyes flowed, her left hand gently lifted the vintage long dress studded with black lace, her right hand shook the goblet full of fine wine, Qiao smiled approaching.
Willard was wearing a black suit, and he appeared to have a long figure. He turned his back to Su Kui, staring quietly at the endless sea of roses.
Su Kui approached indifferently, stroked his arms inadvertently, and noticed that his body was stiff. Su Kui smiled brighter and brighter. She bent over, raised her wrists, and the red wine pattered along the overturned goblet. Falling on the roses in front of me.
With obsessive colors in her eyes, she twisted a petal and put it in her mouth. The sweet petals were mixed with the aroma of wine, "Isn't it beautiful?"
Willard's eyelashes trembled, and he sneered in return, with a sarcasm, "Yes, the rose watered with blood is really beautiful and corrupt."
The pale fingers with bright red nails gently climbed on his shoulders, and Su Kui leaned close to his ear, sighing like a blue, "Villard, I like your description," she chuckled across his thin lips with her fingertips. , I want to kiss it.
Velard slammed his head, avoiding her physical contact, and bowed his head, "Madam, please take care of yourself." Then he turned around and strode away.
"Tsk, it's not fun--"
The wind blew her huge skirt, Su Kui stood there watching him go away, touching his lips and muttering, dangerous and wanton.
She licked her lips, picked up her skirt and stepped up the stairs. "The flowers watered out by blood taste so good." She stopped by the man with long blond hair tied behind her head and a straight suit, standing respectfully. He smiled wickedly, "Did you say so? Butler Edmund."
Edmund's eyes moved lightly, his eyelids were not lifted, and still respectful as before, the big palm pulled her pale porcelain hand to her lips and kissed, "You are all right, Mrs. Helena."