I Am the God of Games

The town's lord's mansion is just like other buildings in this town. The white and simple stucco walls are clean and beautiful, and the light red roof tiles that still reveal some fire-like edges and corners even if they are covered by heavy snow complement each other, with the evergreen in the courtyard. Plants, the whole small villa is as small and delicate as a fairy's courtyard, without the sense of glitz and luxury of other aristocratic mansions.

After walking into the house, there is something different.

The floor made of black and white marble constitutes a simple but extremely beautiful and durable pattern; in the imperial capital, the gold-edged tiles, which are extremely rare and slightly luxurious, are all over the house, and like the marble, they are polished as bright as a mirror.

The furnishings in the house are also quite stylish, with soft and comfortable gray-black sofas, gorgeous thick and soft cotton wool blankets, burning black wood fireplaces, and crystal chandeliers hanging high on the ceiling. These things are nothing special. Yes, but when put together, they complement each other and give birth to a different kind of classical charm.

Under the leadership of Vera, Mirari met the lord of the town, the youngest son of the Duke of Penrein, Angela Fatt in the study.

This is not the first time Mirari has seen Angela.

During the harvest festival two years ago, Mirari, who was traveling, received a letter from his father, and when he rushed home to attend the celebration, he saw the youngest son of the Duke.

But at that time, the other party was still a child who would only hide behind his father. Although his behavior was decent, his personality was very shy, and he didn't have any aristocratic temperament at all.

This made many nobles who originally wanted to invest in him to see if they could fight for the position of duke were very disappointed, so that later the eldest son Pompeid won the support of almost all the nobles in the duchy with an overwhelming advantage. And Angra also ended up being dispatched to this kind of border town... Although it was in the name of a lord, in essence, it was almost the same as exile.

In the end, I didn't expect that this guy could be so prosperous in such a corner place, which is quite incredible.

At this time, Angela was sitting behind the large walnut boss's desk, with both hands on the table, fingers interlocking against his chin, as if he was looking at him with scrutiny.

The reason for using 'seems' is because there is a window behind Angela, and in the backlight, Mirari couldn't see the other party's expression at all.

This gave him the feeling of being oppressed by the other party's momentum for no reason, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept coming out.

Damn, is this guy really the innocent little boy from two years ago?

When Mirari was a guest at an orc tribe on the border of the Grand Duchy of Romero, the great shaman of the tribe once said to him, "There are no born heroes in this world, and all those who become heroes, except they themselves have certain In addition to aptitude, more is pushed to that position by the tide of the times and the surrounding environment'.

He originally scoffed at this argument: If nothing else, the existence of the Chosen One and various saints and saints almost completely denied the great shaman's words.

But at the moment when he saw Angela, he was a little shaken: Could it be that circumstances and experiences can really make such a big change in a person?

"I seem to have seen you." Angela said.

"Yes, Mr. Fate, we met at the Harvest Festival."

"That's it, say hello to your father, Minister of Military Affairs, on my behalf."

"Forehead……"

"What's wrong? You can say what you want to say. I'm not a duke like my father, so I don't need to be so nervous." Angela smiled slightly: "After all, after you have a position, the title will not be much lower than mine. "

"That... my father is the Chancellor of the Exchequer..."

"..."

"..."

"cough,

Say hello to the Chancellor of the Exchequer for me. "Angela calmly corrected her mistake just now.

The invisible sense of coercion was relieved at once with these words.

Mirari, who was relieved, gave Angra the purpose of his trip, a letter from the Grand Duke of the Silver Eagle, Panlein Fatt.

"The Duke hopes that you can return to the capital during the Sowing Festival. He misses you very much," Mirari said.

"I also miss my father very much," Angela said casually. After confirming that the wax seal was in good condition, he opened the letter and read it: "Unfortunately, the business here in the town has been hectic recently, so I can't leave."

In the letter, he first expressed his feelings and relief for Angra's previous family letter in the tone of his father, and then mentioned the news of his second brother's death very euphemistically, and told Angra to be careful. Other than that, as Mirari said just now, I hope Angela will come home often during the sowing festival.

Of course Angra will not go back. After all, he is not sure if he can be resurrected like other players. It is obviously the safest to stay in a town where other players can protect him...

He had been attacked and killed once when he was in office, and he was already 120,000 vigilant about this kind of thing, and he never wanted to experience the feeling of putting his life and death in the hands of others again.

What's more, at this time, there may be a guy who is staring at his own life secretly. Of course, it is impossible to go back.

In addition, if you think about it carefully, in fact, his current situation is a bit embarrassing:

I was inexplicably targeted on my life, and I still don't know who is behind the scenes, and the only second brother who has the truth has died. Angela can't say it at all, it's hard to tell others' two Brother hired someone to fuck me, but he was killed by that person first. Even if he said it, no one would believe it... Not to mention, even the guy who killed the second brother has been hammered by the players. This time it's completely dead.

What's more troublesome is that, from the point of view of my eldest brother, maybe I will think that I have killed my second brother, and by the way, I have to kill him too. To seize the right of inheritance of the duke, I will definitely take precautions against myself. , I'm not sure that I will kill myself for the wall first... After all, the brotherhood of noble families is not as good as plastic, at best it can only be regarded as foam brotherhood...

Going back stupidly at such a time is not to block yourself, after all, now I don't have the convenient body protection props of the "Didi Beating People" series.

"That means you can't go back? That's really a pity." Mirari showed a slightly disappointed expression.

"You've worked so hard this time, stay in the town for a day and then go. I've been doing a lot of things recently, so I'll go back or something..."

[Ding, trigger a new releasable task - [Looking for the Demon Trial]]

[Completion Reward: DiDi Beating Wand X1]

"...It's not impossible."