I bet with the gods, bet on you, and my heart beats for a moment.
—Sasim Angel of Desire
When the lanterns come on, the paper is drunk and the gold is lost.
The aristocrats in exquisite suits exchanged glasses, smiling all over their faces.
They gathered happily in the resplendent hall and were invited to the earl conferment ceremony of the Magritte family.
At this time, the host of the banquet, Sta Magritte, was dressing up in his room.
The luxurious and exquisite bronze mirror reflected her snow-white skin, loose blond hair, and a pair of almost violet eyes were particularly attractive.
The door was opened quietly, and Si Tu faced the bronze mirror and said to the person who came,
"Your plot has failed, dear Alice, my dear sister."
Putting down the rouge box in his hand, Si Tu stood up, fiddled with the gorgeous dress, with irony in his eyes.
Alice Magritte, her half-sister.
Since she was taken into the family, Si Tu never had any prejudice against her.
But, she thought about something that didn't belong to her.
Seeing her forbearing expression, Si Tu picked up the white goose feather and pearl fringed shawl, and walked out of the room.
"Did sister really think you won?"
Alice clenched her fists tightly, but she still kept a ladylike smile on her face.
Looking sideways, Situ smiled lightly,
"Your expression is really like the toad used by witches to concoct magic."
The way you can't understand me and can't get rid of me is really refreshing.
Walking towards her step by step, Si Tu leaned against her ear, his red lips parted slightly,
"Even uglier than the toad in the mud by the pool..."
Stepping away, Situ didn't care about the sharp eyes behind him.
It's just the product of her father's drunken disorder, and he deserves to fight with her
Passing through the corridors, the heavily carved doors were opened by servants.
Stepping on the red carpet, Si Tu came to the center of the round platform of the main hall, and gracefully met the attention of the guests.
Beside him was an old man in a black cloak, holding a silver staff inlaid with dark blue crystals.
Under Si Tu's gesture, the old man opened the bronzing paper and read aloud,
"According to the last wish of the old Earl Berne Magritte, under the witness of the God of Light, I will confer on Sta Magritte as the next Earl."
There was applause in the main hall, and the nobles maintained the elegance and etiquette of gentlemen.
Just as Situ was about to speak, he saw that the dark blue crystal on the staff became extremely dazzling.
The bright light attracted the attention of all the nobles present.
"It seems that Miss Si Tu has indeed been approved by the God of Light."
"Perhaps, you should call her Count Magritte."
There was a decent smile on the corner of Situ's mouth, but there was always a little uneasiness in his heart.
Sure enough, the next second, the crystal shattered.
This symbolizes that the God of Light does not recognize the new earl in front of him.
The nobles in the hall sighed and whispered to each other.
Si Tu's eyes fell on Alice who was smiling strangely behind the column, her eyes were cold.
"It seems that I have to discipline my prank-loving sister."
With elegant and noble steps, Si Tu walked towards Alice with a dangerous smile on his lips.
Alice stepped back, her brown eyes were filled with fear, and her hands were unconsciously behind her back.
Walking in front of her, Si Tu leaned slightly under the cover of the pillar.
It appears that a piece of blue crystal was taken out from behind her.
Si Tu had known for a long time that she would tamper with the blue crystal, but she never expected that her methods would be so clumsy.
"I made everyone laugh, this is the real blue crystal."
Taking out the blue crystal that he had already prepared, Si Tu returned to the spotlight with a decent smile.
Everyone naturally regarded it as a farce.
The ceremony continued, but no one noticed that the originally bright moon was shrouded in a layer of black mist in the night sky.
The black mist gradually descended, passed through the suburban town, and came to the gate of the palace.
Immediately, the entire hall was enveloped in black mist.
The dark clouds sank, accompanied by the roar of lightning, piercing the sky abruptly.
The soles of the nobles' feet were entangled in black mist, and panic became their most real expression at the moment.
Just when he wanted to escape, he was blocked by a black figure outside the palace gate.
The black mist continuously overflowed from his palm, and his face was hidden in it, like Shura climbing up from hell.
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The wooden shoes collided with the expensive marble, making a crisp sound.
Every step the man took, he stepped on the hearts of the nobles present.
The black mist gradually dissipated, revealing the man's true face.
He was dressed in rags and even exuded the stench of sewers, like a street rat in a slum.
A nobleman couldn't stand being defiled, and shouted loudly, asking the guards to drag him out.
It's a pity that the guards didn't wait, but a light blade waited.
As the nobleman fell to the ground, blood stained the entire carpet and splashed on the faces of those around him.
Sasim breathed in the sweet smell of blood in the air as if intoxicated, and a pleasure flashed across his dark eyes.
Those nobles who used to be aloof, now huddled in a corner shivering regardless of etiquette.
But there are always people who think that they are the lucky ones favored by the God of Light, and desperately want to rush out.
Sasim raised his arm, and with one movement, those people ended their sinful lives.
The resplendent and resplendent hall was filled with screams and killings, and blood dripped down the long stairs.
Si Tu watched this gluttonous feast belonging to this man like an outsider.
[This is the villain]
The system was quite frightened and nodded repeatedly.
What a brutal villain.
[I reminded them before, pay attention to this man]
It's a pity that she was just a noble lady at that time, and her words were useless.
Now that he is full-fledged, of course he is here to seek revenge.
The people around him turned into cold corpses one by one, Si Tu met his cruel blood eyes, and his heart stopped suddenly.
This undisguised killing intent almost made her unable to stand.
Samuel stepped on the corpse, clothed in blood, and walked towards her step by step.
Eyes met, Sasim met her violet eyes and smiled wickedly,
"Maybe if I do it all over again, I will fall deeply into your eyes, and even bow down."
Si Tu trembled, but in the next second his neck was tightly strangled by him.
Breathing stagnated, Si Tu struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.
The smile on the corner of his mouth still didn't stop, his blood eyes were full of excitement and desire to kill.
"Unfortunately, it's too late. Goodbye, my sweetheart."
With the end of his words, Si Tu could feel his neck being cut off.
Dog man, don't let her catch him.
[So, I am dead now?]
Looking at his dead body in the center of the hall, Si Tu was puzzled.
Ordinarily, she should return to the system space if the mission failed.
[Theoretically, this is the case]
The system looked at the transparent host floating in mid-air in front of it, but didn't fully understand it.
Maybe it's... another breakdown at the headquarters
(end of this chapter)