The godfather was obviously taken aback by what he said, and the hand that supported him froze slightly in the air. Then she stroked the top of his head and pressed that part of the hairpin, her voice seemed to have a slight smile on it.
"What silly words," he said flatly, "I've grown up, I can't be so childish anymore."
Kou Dong didn't let go, but was still sobbing slightly. He put his face on the lord's knee, and the silky robe was stained with a faint fragrance, which was very refreshing.
He didn't answer for a long time.
The godfather waited and waited, and finally looked down at the godson's face, only to find that the child had closed his eyes at some point, as if he couldn't bear the distress, and was depressed because of this. He frowned, pinched his godson's chin with his hands, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a drop of water slipping quietly from his eyelids.
The translucent and rounded one just fell on the man's knee, blurring into a darker dot.
Game system: […]
Wow, absolutely.
Why didn't the Oscar winner be awarded to Kou Dong
This tear is enough to defeat the godfather who raised him and regarded him as a treasure. Just pondering over and over again, the godfather still ruthlessly rejected his proposal.
"Don't think about it." He said in a low voice, his thick eyelashes pulled back the unnecessary expression, "Go to bed earlier."
This is the final verdict. The godfather immediately pushed him away from him, and without looking at him, he opened the book in front of him again.
Kou Dong: "..."
Sure enough, even in horror games, Uncle is still the most difficult NPC.
He didn't argue too much with the man, but he looked as if he had been greatly wronged, and walked slowly towards the door with his head down. It wasn't until he walked out the door that he wiped his face, and said in a calm and systematic tone, "Look... I just said that men are big pigs."
Not at all reliable.
The game system thought, that's not as unreliable as you, you just planned to incite two NPCs on one side to fight each other!
People just rejected your proposal reasonably, right
But such a try, it is not nothing.
Kou Dong took two steps, and had more speculations about the relationship between the two NPCs.
According to him, the godfather and the little milk dog don't seem to be completely in the same camp, but more like they are connected together for some reason.
As for the reason, Kou Dong thought it was him.
It's not the self-confidence that anyone gave him, the main reason is that the favorability of more than ninety is really a bit high, and it's hard for him not to think of himself.
As for the group of immortal servants in the castle...
Kou Dong felt that this was more like the handwriting of the little milk dog. He has no basis for this guess, which is purely intuitive.
This is also the reason why he took the lead in choosing to conquer the Godfather. He always felt that the little milk dog should hide his identity even more.
And this layer of identity should be, not a person.
He thought of this, but suddenly heard the sound of something rolling to the ground. Immediately the thing was gurgling all the way to his toes, hitting his boots.
It is a round grape.
Kou Dong raised his eyes, and the protagonist he guessed just now was leaning against the wall, with his long legs crossed, and another fresh grape in his hand.
"Brother," the baron said softly, licking his lips, "do you want to eat?"
Kou Dong stared at him, not sure how long this person had been around, whether he heard what he said just now.
But the baron's expression was not unusual at all. Seeing that he didn't answer, he laughed lazily, and slowly peeled off the grape skin piece by piece with his fingertips, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside.
"In this case, let me do it for my brother."
Kou Dong suddenly said, "Aren't you going to eat?"
"Me?" The little milk dog seemed to have heard some ridiculous words, and shook his head, "I never eat these. — These things don't live long."
He said slowly, peeling the grapes more cleanly, "But they are lucky... At least they can still be made into wine. After being made into wine, they can remain immortal for a hundred years."
The baron lifted up the piece of fruit, squinted his eyes for a while, then held it on his fingertips, and moved it towards Kou Dong.
"What do you think, brother?"
"Me?" Kou Dong smiled lightly, and then his boots slammed hard, crushing the grape that rolled to his feet.
The juice splashed, and the tiny core inside rolled out, leaving fragmented, shapeless pulp.
Kou Dong said, "I would rather it be like this."
The little milk dog was not offended by his behavior, but laughed even more, very freely.
"It really is brother," he clapped his palms and smiled, "It really is brother... what your lord said is not wrong at all."
"But what to do..."
"—Brother is destined to be us, the eternal bride."
Kou Dong had heard similar words before, when he only thought about the bride. Now that he listened again, he realized that there was another important point in these words.
is eternal.
He lifted his feet up suddenly, took a deep breath, and a thin goosebump appeared on his back.
He thought of the scent of those rotten flowers. The flowers spread a thick layer on his bed, and the juice spread everywhere.
He thought of the servants in the castle reduced to puppets.
He remembered the note he had found from behind the wall.
"The demons covet the beautiful skin and regard it as their most precious collection.
Stranger, buried under the jewels, bones have piled up into mountains.
Rotten flowers, rotten grass.
At the end of the night, the judgment of the Lord will come... "
With such a clear clue, if he hadn't been attracted by the word bride, he should have discovered something wrong earlier.
Kou Dong's palms were completely sweaty, and finally couldn't help but swear at the system.
"Damn...they don't plan to make me into that thing tomorrow night, do they?"
The game system did not answer, which was more like a default of guessing the plot.
Kou Dong wiped his face and muttered: "...now I know, this is really a real horror game."
Which love game will end with skinning
Kou Dong suddenly had a clearer understanding of the consequences of not being able to escape tomorrow night.
Even if he was wrong, the little milk dog is not a milk sweetener at all, it is a pervert. No other arguments, just a complete pervert.
Whatever you like, you must do it for a long time.
The point is, you can make grapes into wine for a long time, but you can't make a human into a doll just because you like it!
Isn't this sick
Kou Dong said from the bottom of his heart: "He should read more books."
People are inherently mortal, or they are heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Doesn’t the little milk dog understand this basic truth
Even if the little milk dog doesn't understand, doesn't the godfather also understand? He even aided the evildoers!
The game system finally spoke up, [What the player said does not match the background of the dungeon.]
This is the middle ages, there is no such thing as Taishan!
Kou Dong heaved a long sigh and made a conclusion, "Evil capitalism."
system:[? ? ?]
Kou Dong waved his hand, and lay down on the bed in a daze.
As soon as he lay on the bed, he remembered that these should be the flowers that catalyzed his transformation into a puppet...
Forget it, Kou Dong broke the jar and fell flatter.
Anyway, he has been sleeping on it for several days, and if he had to escape, then he would; if he couldn't escape, even if he ate the flowers right now, it would be useless.
That night, Kou Dong followed the prompt and went to the inner room where the jewels were displayed in the castle.
He turned over the entire room, and as expected, he found a secret passage hidden underneath. Open it and look, there are dense bones inside, almost piled up into a mountain, presumably the failed products of those dolls, and eventually turned into white leather hanging in the tailor's wardrobe.
This can be regarded as validating Kou Dong's conjecture.
He locked the secret passage again, and then walked out of the room lightly, intending to visit the study where the godfather stayed during the day.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw faint lights above, accompanied by light footsteps.
On such a night, Kou Dong really couldn't think of any NPC going out to play. He quietly hid in a corner, looked with the help of a small mirror, and realized that it was the housekeeper who was working overtime to tie the bouquet.
Kou Dong: "..."
I have to say that the butler is really dedicated. The last time I met him, he was sewing himself overtime, just to change into a vest and continue to work the next day.
This time we met, I was still working, as if I was dedicating myself to my career.
No one gave him triple overtime pay.
The housekeeper fixed bouquets of flowers on the stairs, and just now he took another step and entered the kitchen. Kou Dong soon heard the soft sound of porcelain coming from inside, presumably the other party started wiping the dishes again.
At this moment, Kou Dong felt a little guilty because of his excessive workload.
After all, if he hadn't burned the remaining servants, the butler wouldn't have been able to do the work of so many people alone...
It's a bit miserable.
He estimated the time in his heart, and followed the direction in which the housekeeper walked in.
He suddenly remembered something, turned his gaze back, and walked up and down.
… No.
The Middle Ages should have been a time when the church held authority. In the West at this time, many churches even overwhelmed the imperial power.
But in this ancient castle, he did not see any traces related to faith. There are no crosses, and no evening prayers. On the contrary, there is a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere everywhere, and the faces of strange people are all on the rare ornaments. The owner of the castle seems to have abandoned his faith and chose to worship the devil alone here.
Kou Dong had a guess in his mind.
He still couldn't figure out why the godfather agreed to this wedding, willing to marry his beloved godson to the devil, and even agreed to make him a doll. But if it is said that this is a sacrifice to the devil, then everything has an explanation.
His bride will be the sacrifice that will finally lie on the altar.
Among the clues, Kou Dong has still not been able to solve one sentence. According to semantics, this sentence should be the most important, and it also points out his way of life.
"At the end of the night, the judgment of the Lord will come."
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: Just a little bit, it didn’t work... They didn’t give me the Shura field scene... (crying loudly)
Uncle & Little Milk Dog: ...
Is not stupid.
Because we are not just on one side.
We're even the same person...