(Western Fantasy) The Devil's Sorrow

"According to what you know about your younger brother, His Royal Highness the Second Prince will definitely do something terrible before the marriage to reject this arranged marriage. Moreover, you will definitely find a way to create opportunities for him, Let him succeed." Chloe said with a smile, "Your Highness, you have never thought about it, what would you do if the Second Prince and the daughter of the Duke of Knightley's family are really together?"

Drummond was covered in cold sweat, and it was the first time he had been seen so thoroughly.He always boasted that even his parents couldn't understand him, but this great magician who hadn't met a few times dug out his little thoughts.

The potion that could only tell the truth was used on Chloe because he felt that this person was not easy to deal with.But it turns out that even if Chloe only tells the truth, the royal family still can't deal with him.

"You are indeed more capable than your younger brother, but you have enough stains to overturn all your things." Chloe said slowly, "For example, you once gave the portrait of Her Majesty the Goddess to the Demon God. It was your gift that contributed to the death of the goddess."

Drummond tried to calm down, but his voice was filled with unconcealable panic: "Stop talking."

"Another example, the truth about Goddess treason."

Drummond's face changed instantly: "Shut up!"

Chloe smiled lightly, revealing the past: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince colluded with the court magician around His Majesty the King to murder the goddess, but that court magician was against you in the battle for the throne. So, you know everything , and even 'helped' His Royal Highness the second prince, removing the biggest obstacle to your succession to the throne—the goddess who supported your younger brother, His Royal Highness Ulysses."

Drummond yelled, "I told you to shut up!"

"However, I don't think this matter has anything to do with it. The battle for the throne, of course, is to remove the right-hand man next to the opponent." Chloe said calmly, "I just thought about your feelings for Her Majesty the Goddess , On a larger scale, just thinking about what Her Highness the Goddess symbolizes to Ren, what you have done seems very inhumane."

"Shut up—" Drummond panted heavily, leaning on the table with one hand, and punched Chloe hard in the face.

The mask on Chloe's face fell off and shattered to pieces on the ground.This punch was very solid, and Chloe was smiling with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Drummond looked at his hands in disbelief, and he looked at the bruises on Chloe's too-beautiful face and the purplish red from the broken skin at the corner of her mouth—the injury was too good to be seen, at least It takes ten days.

So, can the Rennes royal family trap Chloe for ten days?

The answer is obvious, of course not.

Chloe keeps provoking him with her words just to get hurt.He only needs to walk out of this interrogation room and let the palace's mouth-splitting servants see his face, and he can announce to the world that the Rennes royal family imprisoned him and beat him.

*

"Dishwashing slave" Isabella practiced her absurd and outrageous plan, and really sneaked into the palace by virtue of her ability to wash dishes, wipe tables and sweep the floor.

Isabella walked along the corridor of the palace with some pride, because she washed the dishes so well, she was a person of status as soon as she came in - she didn't have to wash the dishes anymore, she was responsible for teaching others to wash Bowls—it's just that these servants, trying their best, can't make new silver plates that have been used for many years.

If it wasn't for the fact that the puppet was not fine enough, Noah really wanted to roll his eyes on the spot.

He is a majestic demon king with a wealth of wealth and countless servants. He thinks that his quality and cultivation are far superior to ordinary people.But the woman he likes and wants to spend the rest of his life with is complacent about washing the dishes well.

never mind.Noah took a deep breath to relax himself.He thought: After all, Isabella is still too young at heart, and she will mature when she gets older, from being interested in doing housework to hating it deeply.

But His Majesty the Demon King has forgotten that this girl in his family has been pampered since she was a child. To Isabella, washing the dishes is a new experience that she only has once in a while.

Ulysses turned the other end of the corridor and passed Isabella, who was in high spirits.

Ulysses stopped, turned suspiciously and looked at Isabella's back.The attendant beside him noticed the gaze cast by His Royal Highness, and explained: "Your Highness, she is new here, she doesn't know the rules, maybe she doesn't know that she should salute when she meets you."

"No, I don't care about that." Ulysses frowned and said, "You tell her to stop."

Following the order, the attendant shouted to the silver-haired girl who had already walked a long distance: "Hey, newcomer, His Royal Highness tells you to stop!"

Isabella turned around as she said.

Ulysses frowned even more—it wasn't her, it didn't look like her at all.

"Your Highness, do you have any instructions?" Isabella bowed obediently at this time. She was not used to making this kind of action, and only reminded herself to do it when she wanted to act.

"What's that weird thing on your shoulder? It's an eyesore, take it off quickly." Ulysses casually found a reason to stop her, "If I see it again, I'll have someone kick you out. "

Isabella touched her shoulder, hesitated for a while before realizing what the so-called strange thing was, and she almost laughed out loud.The strange thing, that is, the little puppet sat on her shoulders, looking like a container for the undead.

Noah: "..." Who do you say is an eyesore?

Isabella immediately reached out and grabbed him, put it in her pocket, and answered obediently, "Yes."

Ulysses dismissed casually: "Go to work."

"Yes." Isabella twitched the corners of her mouth quietly, tried her best to hold back her smile, and turned her head to leave.

Ulysses looked at her back thoughtfully, and thought, it really does look alike.

He grew up watching Goddess, and after 14 years of getting along, he is the person who knows Isabella best.He knew everything about Isabella's every move and whether she was serious about what she said.

And this silver-haired maid who just came to the palace, her walking posture is exactly the same as that of a goddess. Sabella is exactly the same.

The attendant asked worriedly: "Your Highness, what's the matter with you, are you feeling unwell?"

Ulysses withdrew his thoughts, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing. Go and pick some afternoon tea for me. I'm going to see my fiancée."

*

"His Royal Highness's confidants have come here ahead of time, saying that His Highness is coming to drink tea with you this afternoon." The maid patted Bernice, who was taking a nap by pretending to be sick and avoiding the maid's class, and said, "Miss, Get up and change your clothes."

Bernice irritatedly patted away the hand that disturbed her sleep, and turned over.

"No change, no one wants me to get up today." Bernice insisted on today's setting, and said, "I am sick, and the sick should stay in bed."

Maid: "..."

The white-haired young man who lived in another room and was rescued by Miss Bernice sat up thoughtfully from the bed.He can completely control the behavior of this noble lady, he thought, this is not possible.

The God of Light lifted the quilt and stepped on the carpet with his bare feet.

Since his "benefactor" was not active enough, he should do something trivial for Bernice Knightley as a token of gratitude for his board and lodging.

With his hands behind his back, Ulysses walked into Duke Knightley's mansion in a very natural manner.

It was not his fiancée, Miss Knightley, who came to meet him, but her maid, a little girl with freckles on her face.It didn't make sense, and Ulysses realized at once that his fiancée was up to something again.

The maid bowed deeply and said in a panic, "I'm sorry, Your Highness. Miss is sick and resting in bed, so I cannot share afternoon tea with you."

Ulysses frowned.

Pretending to be sick is definitely pretending to be sick.Ulysses did not want to have afternoon tea with her either, and he was even a little delighted at the news, and almost wanted to turn around and leave Duke Knightley's mansion immediately.

But no, he needed the marriage.

He had to get in touch with this lady who didn't get along with him in various ways and had no aristocratic appearance.

"It's okay, but I want to visit my fiancée." Ulysses said politely, "As a fiancé, I should be by Miss Knightley's side when she is ill and take good care of her."

The maid completely understood what her young lady meant, she wondered: "But..."

Ulysses smiled and asked, "But what?"

"Your Highness, Miss is a little sick, she is worried that she will..." She is worried that she will infect you.But before the remaining words were spoken, the maid's words were cut off.

Ulysses said: "Then I should take good care of her, please take me there."

The God of Light picked out a bunch of caterpillars from the flowers, put them into a cup, and covered the mouth of the cup with tiles.He stood up silently, staring directly at the cup with nothing else in his eyes.

So everyone present saw it.

The white-haired young man with bare feet was holding a cup of strange things. He walked across the flowerbed, stepped on the stone road, and made muddy footprints on the bluestone slab that was cleaned every day.The servant who was sweeping the bluestone slab stiffly hugged the broom, as if trying to restrain himself from lifting the broom and hitting it.

The young man approached Ulysses naturally, probably because he looked so harmless that none of the people present stopped him.

When the attendant reacted to intercept, the young man had already bumped into Ulysses.

The glass in his hand couldn't be held firmly, and the tiles on it fell in a hurry, and the rim of the glass hit Ulysses directly.The black and white caterpillars immediately crawled out from the mouth of the cup, climbing up and down on Ulysses' body.

The faked smile of His Royal Highness the Second Prince of the Rennes Kingdom completely disappeared.

The author has something to say: God of Light: As a non-staff member of the Holy City side, I never disappoint.

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