This is an age of contradictions between light and darkness, prosperity and decline, peace and violence.
In this continent ruled by Louis XVI, classes are distinct and solidified.
The nobles inherit their titles and enjoy peace forever, while the poor worry about their next meal every day.
They even often fought over the bread that the nobles threw in the stinking ditch.
The corruption and extravagance of the nobles was the source of the riots of the poor.
Under the joint suppression of the royal family and the nobles, the riots subsided and ghettos were drawn up in the most barren places.
There were endless riots and fighting in that place, and the fighting never stopped.
Every poor person is struggling to see the sun of tomorrow.
The nobles still live a luxurious life.
It's just that no one knows that in the future, in the slums, a big devil who can overthrow this decadent dynasty will be born.
Si Tu looked at the statue of the God of Light that was tottering in the wind and rain in the center of the square, and sighed for his 108th breath today.
People beat it frantically and spat at it.
Absolutely disgusting!
How much they believed in it at the beginning, how much they want to destroy it now, and even want to trample it on the soles of their feet.
The transparent body passed through the streets and alleys, and Si Tu saw many familiar faces.
Those nobles who used to be aloof, huddled in the corner with the rats.
Even the crumbs dropped by the poor are enough to make them grateful.
Living is far more painful than dying.
Perhaps, this is the reason why Samuel did not kill them all.
In the decaying royal palace, corpses are everywhere, and the head of Louis XVI hangs on the gallows.
Sasim kicked away the corpses of those royal nobles casually, and sat straight on the throne filled with hundreds of swords.
The gate of the palace was wide open, and the royal city was reduced to purgatory, but it was his most satisfying masterpiece.
The coquettish eyes scanned the person who came, and it was his most capable subordinate—Fair.
"Wang, do you want to dispose of those offal?"
Si Tu was floating in the air, quietly watching them discuss how to deal with those so-called nobles.
Seeing Sa Sim again, the chill on Situ's neck became even worse.
Oh, she seems disembodied now.
Sasim ignored the most loyal believer in front of him, and looked straight at Situ's direction with a pair of black eyes.
There, there seemed to be someone.
[He should not see me]
Ke Situ didn't have the confidence to say these words.
A light blade quickly slashed towards him, Si Tubi couldn't dodge it, and watched helplessly as the light blade sliced through his body.
In the next second, her transparent body gradually disappeared.
Damn, she was killed by this dog man again!
The light blade hit the smooth stone pillar, leaving a deep mark.
"king?"
Feier raised his head in doubt. Could it be that someone was here just now
"Nothing, continue."
But at the moment when he made a move just now, his heart seemed to be squeezed hard, and a piece of it was forcibly gouged out.
He seems to have lost a very precious thing.
[Drip, the world is reset, the host please get ready]
The scene in front of him quickly reversed, and after a few seconds, Si Tu opened his eyes again, and he had already returned to half a year ago.
The light gauze is dancing, blocking the glare of the sun.
A pair of bare hands embraced the gauze curtain, gradually revealing a peerless face.
She... , is back again.
[what's the situation?]
Even if the task failed, would she have to experience the fate of being strangled again
[There is a bug in the headquarters, the task remains the same, it is still to prevent the collapse of the plane world]
[Then I can kill the villain if I want?]
Choking someone's neck is not a good habit, there is always a price to pay.
[Theoretically yes]
But in fact, the system can't guarantee it.
Stepping on the expensive Persian velvet blanket, Si Tu pushed the window open and took a deep breath of fresh air.
It feels so good to be alive.
But the most urgent task is to find that dog man first.
The sun shone through her fingers and shone on her delicate cheeks. The long-lost sunshine was very comfortable.
It's a pity that someone disturbed me.
thump thump—
The door was knocked, and the maid stood outside the door respectfully,
"Miss Si Tu, Miss Agatha Beta is visiting."
"Understood, I'll go down to meet the guests right away."
Putting on a gorgeous dress, Si Tu added another delicate makeup, and slowly walked down the spiral staircase, waving a feather fan.
"Oh, dear Situ, I haven't seen you for a few days, your skin is more radiant."
Agatha took her arm in an intimate gesture.
The two just met at a dinner party, but what Si Tu valued was the power of the family behind her.
The Beta family is good at doing business, and they are able to play well between the royal family and the nobles. They are as rich as an enemy.
"Thanks for the God of Light's care, Agatha's mouth has become much smarter."
Playing with the white feathers on the lupine, Si Tu exchanged greetings.
"Oh, beautiful Situ, you always make fun of me."
Si Tu covered his face and smiled lightly, maintaining the elegance of an aristocrat, and said sternly,
"You came to my manor specially, not to greet you."
bother you for something.
She didn't believe that Agatha would be so bored, running from the east to the west of the royal city, just to greet her.
Glancing around quietly, the maids are all busy with the affairs at hand.
Agatha approached Situ mysteriously, and said in a low voice,
"Tomorrow is the day when the arena enters the final."
She didn't even make it to the preliminary round, and she wanted to watch everything in the final round!
"Oh, my God of Light, is this a place where a lady like you should go?"
Si Tu suddenly exclaimed, even the feather fan in his hand trembled.
That place was a place for entertainment for the royal family and nobles.
However, it is also a purgatory for slaves.
The preliminary competition was better, at least the objects of the fight were human beings.
But the battlefield of the finals was not so peaceful.
The wild beast in the dark forest is a frequent visitor to the arena.
Every roar is a tribute to the mourning souls of the slaves who were torn apart alive by it.
The picture was too bloody, and Si Tu almost instantly remembered the Wangcheng six months later.
Dead bodies were everywhere, and the sky rained blood for two consecutive days.
But still can't wash away those evil and heavy sins.
"Lady?"
Agatha's pitch suddenly rose several degrees.
"I can't imitate your style, but you can just treat me as a poor little fellow."
Holding her cool palm, Agatha blinked her nimble eyes, and her tone softened again.
[The host promised her that the villain will be in the arena]
"Okay, but I think I need a white gauze hat."
She didn't want to be splashed all over her face with blood anymore.
"Oh, that's great, dear Situ, the God of Light will definitely satisfy your little need."
Not long after Agatha left, Situ received ten top hats of various colors.
Each top is priceless.
Tsk, the life of aristocrats is really extravagant.
[What is the host going to do?]
Seeing Si Tu whose face was half covered by a wide top hat, the system panicked for no reason.
[save him, kill him]
Give him a ray of sunshine, and then push him into the boundless abyss.
Isn't this more interesting
(end of this chapter)