Guide To Save The Yandere Villains

   Chapter 118 Taming a Great Demon King (13)

  Situ lowered his head and fiddled with the tassels hanging down from his waist, not seeing the light that flashed in Ella's eyes.

  Oh, it turns out that she was just praising her own vision.

   Waste of emotion.

   "There are less than five hours until the dinner party, my baby, you should rest well."

   Ella glanced at the gold wall clock on the wall and urged her to go upstairs to rest.

  Situ: Didn't she just wake up?

   System: This is probably the daily life of a noble lady from the Orglis Continent.

   Back in the room, Sasm followed her, as quiet as a lifeless log.

   Lying in front of the window, Situ put his palms outside, feeling the cool autumn wind.

   "Master, you will catch a cold."

   The magnetic low voice sounded, but it lost its former vigor.

   "Don't take my mother's words to heart."

   Situ can guess what Ella can say.

   is nothing more than nobility and slaves, status and status.

   picked up the cloak from the coat post in the room, and Sasm gently covered it over her body.

   "Master doesn't care, I don't care."

   His eyes fell on her white and tender neck, and Sasm's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.

   That presumptuous look would only come quietly when Si Tu turned his back to him.

  Oh, don't you care?

   If you don’t care, there will be ghosts, so the blackening value will increase in vain?

  Situ's room was on the third floor, and through the bright windows, he could overlook half of the royal city.

   You can even see the slums at a glance.

   The ghetto and the aristocratic district are distinct, like two straight lines that will never intersect.

   "Sasm, what kind of world do you expect?"

   It is full of devastation and mourning, or it is prosperous and peaceful, and it is peaceful and prosperous.

   But when he thought of the doomsday in six months, Si Tu thought this question was ridiculous.

  The world has never treated him favorably, so what qualification does she have to ask him to repay her grievances with virtue.

It's not like she hasn't been to the    arena, where the living conditions do not allow him to have the slightest reluctance.

   Looking at the doves flying under the blue sky, Si Tu sighed,

   "Forget it, this question is meaningless."

   Following her line of sight, Sasm fell into contemplation and blurted out his debut,

   "I don't have the world I want. For me, the world is good or bad, and it has nothing to do with me."

  Because there is no reading, so there is no love.

   But looking at the girl sitting in front of the window in a depressed mood, Sasm's heart that has been frozen for many years has a crack.

   He didn't want to upset her.

  Perhaps, her existence in this world can still be reluctantly accepted.

   "The world really sucks."

  Situ whispered.

  There are distinct classes, people have been divided into high and low from birth, and they can't even get rid of the shackles of identity throughout their lives.

   Such a life has no meaning in existence.

   "No, at least I met you, it wasn't bad."

   She stretched out her hand at the time of his life and death to take him out of that cannibalistic hell.

  The boy faced the morning sun, his black eyes shone brightly, and his face like an angel was pure and harmless.

   is completely different from Sasm, who was covered in the blood of others in Situ's memory.

   Feeling the hesitation in the host's heart, the system will send warmth to the door in time.

  【So the host wants to kill him? 】

   Sensing that a hot gaze fell on his fragile neck, Situ gritted his teeth.

  【Should do it】

   Those eyes were too dazzling, almost instantly, Si Tu fell into it.

   "Did someone say that your eyes are beautiful?"

  Sasm bent over, the white gloves touched her tender cheeks, and those eyes still exuded a unique charm.

   Looking at each other, Sasm was fascinated by those eyes that looked like bright gems.

   He is willing to go through fire and water for the owner of these eyes, at all costs.

   surrendered under the corner of her skirt, willing to be driven.

   slapped his hand off, and Si Tu's eyes quickly returned to clarity.

   This thing is the reincarnation of the fox spirit, so it will hook people.

  System: Why don't you say that you lack concentration?

   "Pretty? That's not yours either!"

   He had said this before at the award ceremony in the main hall.

  Oh, what's the use of being pretty, or he was strangled to death.

The warmth of   's fingertips dissipated suddenly, and Thasmton felt a sense of loss, and his black eyes glowed with a lost glaze.

"I'm going to rest."

   As soon as he thought of the pain of suffocation, Si Tu didn't want to see him, and immediately issued an order to evict him.

   Sasm got up slowly, and a tall figure walked out of the room.

  Click——, the door was closed.

   Sasm leaned his back against the cold wall, took off his white gloves, and revealed the fingertips that touched Si Tu's cheek just now, his eyes darkened.

   The tip of her tongue licked her fingertips, and it seemed that there was still a cold fragrance that was unique to her.

   His kitten pushed him away, which was really bad.

   However, he should really consider Alice's suggestion.

   Under the shroud of night, the entire royal city was brightly lit, and the area where the nobles lived looked extremely lively.

  The banquet hosted by Miss Agatha Beta invited almost all the nobles of the royal city.

   Attending banquets seems to have become a compulsory course for these nobles to pass their boring time.

Dozens of luxurious carriages were parked in front of   Beta Manor.

   Just one common part on a carriage is enough to buy a month's worth of food for a poor family.

   "This is Miss Situ's carriage, right? It looks elegant."

   Naturally, the so-called high-class nobles are also divided into three, six, and nine grades.

   And the Magritte family was lucky to be in front.

   "Hey, why is there another car behind?"

  The noble ladies chatted in low voices, full of curiosity.

   "It is said that an uninvited guest came to Magritte Manor two days ago. It is estimated that this is her distant cousin."

   The girl in the yellow skirt covered her mouth with a handkerchief pretending to be surprised,

   "What a distant cousin, isn't she the illegitimate daughter of Earl Magritte?"

  Distant relatives do not have the treatment to integrate into their circle.

  Alice can come to the banquet, which is enough to prove that her identity is not simple.

   These whispers naturally all fell into the ears of Situ.

  Oh, do you have nothing else to do all day, so idle?

  Sassm stepped out of the carriage first, and he caught everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

   "Which noble's young master is this, why have you never seen him in the royal city?"

   The shyness and admiration of the girl is self-evident, but she was soon ridiculed by the girl in the yellow skirt,

   "What young master, he is just a slave who crawled out of the arena."

   Even if he changed his body and became a deacon, it would not change the vile blood in his bones.

   Sasm's drooping eyes shone with bloodthirsty dark light, but his wrists were wrapped in warmth.

   supported his wrist, and Situ gracefully stepped out of the carriage with his skirt lifted.

  No matter when, her exquisite dress can always attract the attention of noble girls in the royal city, and a new trend is emerging in the royal city

   (end of this chapter)