This guy, why are you crazy
Before Si Tu could react, the thin man in front of him grabbed her wrist and fell down.
Si Tu was really brought down by him for a while, and choked on ashes from his nose.
"Miss, are you all right?"
A gentle male voice came from above her head, and a wide palm appeared in front of her.
After patting the stained dress, Si Tu stood up straight and looked at the person in front of him.
A white bronzing sacrificial robe covers his body, and his curly blond hair is like a holy light.
It looks like..., people look like dogs.
[Drip, the hero of this plane appears]
Withdrawing his palm naturally, Temple smiled warmly, and gave Situ a noble salute in a gentlemanly way,
"Miss Si Tu, long time no see."
She has seen him
"Last time at the royal banquet, we met once."
Seeing her full of doubts, Temple explained.
It's a pity that Si Tu has no plan to reminisce about the old days with him.
"Maybe, but I have something else to do, so I won't bother you much."
Fortunately, the carriage was not far from here, so Situ summoned his servants to help the fainted Sasim onto the carriage.
"etc."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Temple immediately ran after her.
"Is there anything else, sir?"
Temple Louis is the youngest son of Louis XIV. He was sent to the Temple of Light to be trained since he was a child, and he is now the high priest of the Temple of Light.
He represents the will of the God of Light.
If Sassim is the ultimate darkness, then Temple is the ultimate light.
But in that catastrophe, even if you are a high priest, you can't escape the fate of death.
"Please forgive my disrespect, God of Light, I want to ask Miss Si Tu for someone."
Temple's pupils were clear, like a diamond without any impurities.
If Agatha was here, she would definitely not refuse the request from the God of Light.
It's a pity that Si Tu didn't intend to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.
"If it's him, I think I'm going to ask the God of Light for forgiveness."
Si Tu was half joking, but his tone did not back down in the slightest.
Because she knew that the person he was asking for was Samuel.
However, Temple was in the Hall of Light, so how did he know where Sasim was
Temple was full of disappointment, but the cultivation of the royal family in his bones did not allow him to entangle him any longer.
"No, the God of Light will bless every one of its believers, especially someone as beautiful as Miss Situ."
Temple stepped out of the way, his handsome face glistening in the sunlight.
Bless every believer in it
Si Tu pulled down the white gauze of the top hat, curled up her red lips, and said with a light smile,
"It is my honor to be able to bathe with the high priest under the light of the God of Light."
The more people believe in it now, the more they will loathe it in the future.
When the gods lose their aura, all this becomes ridiculous.
The carriage went to the Magritte family estate.
The butler came out to greet him, and was startled when he saw the man covered in blood on the carriage.
Just about to say something about etiquette, Si Tu stared back,
"Help him to the guest room, and let the doctor clean his wound."
In short, she didn't want to deal with this dirty person.
[How do you want him to die?]
Si Tu was holding scented tea, and his eyes fell on the endless garden outside the window.
The red roses are growing wantonly, and the morning dew has not yet fully dripped, so delicate and charming.
It made her... and couldn't help but think of the blood feast that night.
[Why don't the host try to get along with him first?]
The system trembles inexplicably. It seems that the host has a big psychological shadow on the villains of this plane.
Heh, who wants to get along with this dog man.
"Miss Si Tu, come up and have a look."
The maid hurried downstairs, her voice anxious.
"What's the matter, flustered?"
After putting down the scented tea, Si Tu stood up gracefully.
"It's the guest you brought back... He, he doesn't want us to get close."
He even took out a sharp dagger and waved them back.
Those red eyes are scary to look at.
But since they are the lady's distinguished guests, they can't take tough measures.
"I'll go up and have a look, and let the doctor come up directly in a while."
What a worry-free guy.
With graceful steps, Si Tu came to the room and knocked symbolically on the door.
Seeing that no one responded, Si Tu pushed the door open, and the curtains were drawn to cover the last glimmer of light.
The darkness was with her, and her eyes fell on the round bed, but there was no shadow of him.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind was felt, and Si Tu was pushed against the cold wall.
On the delicate neck was a gleaming dagger.
Was he on her neck
"Who are you and why did you save me?"
Sasim's thin arm pressed her shoulders, and his tone was fierce, but the dagger did not move forward.
Apparently, it wasn't quite ungrateful.
"Stud Magritte, the master you will serve all your life."
Looking directly into his eyes, Si Tu lifted his chin, tiptoed to his ear,
"Hey, call me master."
Sure enough, the dagger retreated as she advanced.
The system hiding in the space is trembling, is this Lord God of War
Jumping repeatedly on the verge of death every day.
Seeing the dagger gradually moving away from him, Si Tu's red lips curled up, and his violet eyes were as dazzling as jewels.
Treating him blindly will not necessarily take his guard off.
Step by step is the best strategy.
A familiar scent lingered on the tip of her nose, and Sam retracted the dagger, but her arms still restrained her.
"Are the master's eyes bewitched by the witch?"
So beautiful, shining brighter than any jewelry in this world.
Good to see, he wants to dig it out with his own hands and keep it by his side.
"Sasim, my name, devote all my allegiance to my dear master."
Sasim half-kneeled in front of Situ, his expression hidden in the darkness, and a dark light surged in his eyes.
Oh, master
A lady from a noble family is also worthy to be his master
But he needs time to grow up, and temporarily bowing his head does not mean that he will surrender forever.
[He called his master, but he was really reluctant]
But seeing his docile appearance with his head bowed, Si Tu was still in a good mood.
Rubbing the top of his hair, Si Tu squatted halfway in front of him, eye level with him,
"Go to the bathroom to wash yourself first, and a doctor will come to treat your wound in a while."
This face is superb, but it's a pity that this temperament is unruly.
The meekness on the surface is just waiting for the next opportunity to show their fangs.
Si Tu would not understand this truth.
So she needs to do it as soon as possible.
thump thump—
There was a knock on the door, and the maid stood outside, saying respectfully,
"Miss, Dr. Sean is here."
"I'm going down right away."
Patting Sa Sim's shoulder lightly, Situ stood up, his movements still graceful and flawless.
Oh, what a hypocritical woman.
At that time... how could he connect her with the God of Light
(end of this chapter)