Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 139 Let’s do it, Chris

Beard's execution was not the end, but the beginning - in just one month, more than a dozen nobles had been led to the gallows, and the people gradually turned from excitement to numbness.

But the scene of more than a dozen corpses hanging on the fence is still quite shocking. Nowadays, the words to scare children have changed from "if you don't obey, I will shut you out" to "if you don't obey, I will hang you on the wall." It is said that

The effect is not bad.

The number of students in the college is also gradually decreasing. For example, the nobles affiliated with Beard also lost their titles of nobles because of their ignorance. Although they are still alive, how can the nobles who are used to being superior to others adapt to the common people?

Life, Felicia heard that some of them lived a very... hard to describe.

But these have nothing to do with Felissa. She attends classes and classes at the college honestly, and occasionally receives invitations from Safi to get together.

"Isn't there any movement from the people watching over Mary?" Felissa held the tea cup and listened to Safi's complaints. She couldn't help but wonder, "It's been a month. Are they so patient?"

Safi also felt strange. She tapped the table and thought: "I suspect it is the traitor in the academy."

She was referring to the person whom Azarez had followed and finally lost.

The traitor, Azarez, lowered his eyes and said nothing, pretending that he did not exist.

He warned Cress not to act rashly. Although he was mentally prepared that Cress would not obey, he did not expect that Cress would be so obedient or aware of current affairs.

Maybe it wasn't just his warning that worked. Azarez was not self-righteous. Maybe it was just like Safi said, it was the person in the college who persuaded Cress.

Felissa had always suspected that the traitor in the college was Vincent, but there was no proof. It would be strange for her to accuse Vincent for no reason, so she could only keep her mouth shut.

"So what are we going to do now?" Felissa asked, knowing that Safi should have some countermeasures.

"Since it has been exposed, we can only withdraw all the people," Safi said calmly. "It is useless to keep people under surveillance. Instead, the other party will restrain the manpower."

Felissa nodded in understanding. She never quite understood this, but Azarez wrote down the news calmly.

Safi and Fred's meaning is very clear. Since the demon's spy has been cowering and motionless, they simply don't care about it and just continue to do what they should do. If Cress sticks her head out to cause trouble, she will naturally be

Discover.

Therefore, the best time for Cress to cause trouble is when Safi and the others have just ordered the withdrawal of the monitors. At this time, the human race's vigilance is the most relaxed.

The private tea party between the girls ended quickly.

Azarez took Felissa home and after helping her out of the car, he said he wanted to go out. Felissa did not doubt his presence and let him go.

He left a message at the place agreed with Chris, telling her that she could move, then bought some daily necessities and returned home with a normal expression.

Chris received the news immediately.

"Great," she clapped her hands and laughed, "I've been waiting for this."

She stood up and walked briskly to another room. She opened the door and saw a man standing in front of the window with his back to her.

Cress stretched out her hand, hugged him from behind, put her face against his back affectionately, and said coquettishly: "You've been so cold to me these days, don't you like me?"

She has always known what a man likes the most, and she always does everything to her advantage. This man has always taken advantage of her.

But this time, she failed.

The man grabbed her wrist, pulled her away gently but forcefully, and said in a cold voice: "Do you want to see me for anything?"

Cress secretly gritted her teeth. This man has been so lukewarm for the past month. No matter how she lowered her posture, she still couldn't see him having half of his original enthusiasm.

Chrissy also had a temper, and she had had enough of having her hot face pressed against her cold buttocks in the past month. She threw her hands away, sat down on the sofa angrily, raised her chin, and said with a noble and cool look: "Of course I have something to do.

I just came to find you."

The man turned around, sat down on the sofa opposite Cress, and said calmly: "Let's talk."

Contrary to his coldness, Cress was in a very good mood. She sat down gracefully on the sofa, looked at the man opposite with a smile, and asked in a seductive voice: "Do you want to be the king of the human race?

"

The man chuckled mockingly, seeming to be mocking Cress's whims: "Is this something I can do if I think about it?"

Cress was not surprised by the man's reaction. She was not angry, but said patiently: "Yes, but isn't this an opportunity?"

Seeing that the man did not speak, Cress continued: "The aristocracy of the human race is infested with moths, and now the royal family is obviously going to dig out all these moths. In order to protect themselves, these moths have no other way to survive except a desperate fight. As long as these moths are gathered together,

Insects are enough to form a huge force. If you lead it, I will ask His Majesty the Demon King to give you a little help. This can completely overthrow the human royal family. By then, you will be the king of the human race. What kind of empire you want to build will completely depend on you.

It's up to you to decide. When you take control of the power, what you hate will be erased, what you love can stay by your side, and I will always be with you."

It sounds really tempting, doesn't it?

Moreover, Cress accurately captured his obscure past and penetrated to the deepest weakness in his heart.

The man hid his face and suddenly burst into laughter.

His smile was unexpected by Cress, and she couldn't help but feel a little unsure of what he meant.

These days, she has clearly seen this man's hatred for the nobles. He should never give up the opportunity to drive away the nobles.

"Are you demons so deceptive?" The man put down his hand, shook his head and laughed, his whole person looking uninterested, "I won't help you."

Cress looked at him in disbelief. This was the first time that this man rejected her.

"Why?" She instantly realized the troublesome nature of the matter. Although the demons had spies here, they were no more powerful than the Abandoned Avenue. Without his help, many things would have been very inconvenient for her.

The man raised his hand and touched Cress's face, tracing her outline inch by inch, his eyes deep.

Cress's uneasy premonition became stronger, and she intuitively felt that something worse would happen next.

Perhaps he had finally seen enough of her and remembered it in his heart. The man let her go and said in a calm tone: "I have been thinking about it this month..."

What important things deserve a month to consider?

The man looked at her and said word by word: "Let's separate."

(End of chapter)