() The wallpaper was smashed down. I was a little embarrassed because I didn’t control the strength well. I was afraid that the guy would faint and fainted. I moved closer and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Your whole family should go to hell..." Tears came out. It looked like it was really painful, but the other party was used to fighting fiercely and did not give in. There was a clear sound, and I knew what it was without even looking.

I pulled it out and grabbed it with my backhand. I raised my hand and inserted the dagger he took out back into his palm...

"ah!!!!"

The screams were deafening, and the injuries were getting worse. Well, I didn't mean it. By the time I realized my mistake, it was already too late.

"You will pay the price. I want your whole family to die! My uncle is from the church! He is a bishop! If you piss off the Theofano family, your whole family will have to..." I pushed the guy's head back again

He hit the wall, and this time he could only make a "gurgling" noise. However, his other hand and two feet were struggling. He was really tough enough. He grabbed his hair and smashed it back and forth three or two times.

The whole world was so pure that only the breathing of two and a half people was left.

"You said that offending the Theophano family will kill my whole family. Are you cursing me to be a queen?" I pulled out the dagger, turned this guy around by his collar, and kindly wiped his eyes open.

The blood on my side allowed him to see my appearance clearly, but it took him more than ten seconds to react.

Hearing the sound of heavy footsteps at the stairs on the second floor, I slapped his face with a dagger: "Give you some time to figure out how to explain to me, or to the Theofano family whose name has been stolen by you.

If the explanation is not good and the reason is not sufficient, I think you know what it means if you offend the Theofano family and the whole family will die."

I lifted this guy to the door and blocked it in the middle of the corridor. Alexander came over and said, "I just heard someone screaming. Is it this guy?"

I nodded: "Brother, take him down and prepare a room. I have something to ask him. Bring those monks with you."

"What about you?" Alexander glanced at the room, and then he smiled knowingly, "Then come over quickly."

"Will do."

After Alexander and everyone went downstairs, I said to the literary girl in the room: "Okay, they have all gone downstairs. You'd better leave here, go down the stairs on the other side, and go home. I want to tell you

Guarantee, no matter what you did in the room, that guy will never tell anyone."

It's okay that I didn't speak. As soon as the words came out of my mouth, the lonely literary girl showed a sad smile, and two lines of tears couldn't stop falling down: "Home? I don't have a home anymore."

Damn it, the literary girl's family was so tragic that it just happened to be hit by a meteor? I couldn't help but look up and looked out the window. The city was peaceful. There was no fire or meteor falling from the sky. It seemed that the situation was a bit serious. Could it be that my cheap dad gave the order?

Got a house arrest order?

The situation was a bit complicated. In fact, what happened today was even more inexplicable. I walked over and saw a faint red mark of five fingers on the face of the artistic girl. I frowned and I subconsciously touched it.

Fingermarks: "Did that guy hit you just now?"

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket. Don't think about it wrongly. Handkerchiefs are not something that only women have. We men also need to wipe our noses and sweat. Guys like Morris often use them to pick out our noses. Anyway, handkerchiefs are not available these days.

They have so many functions, I always keep one or two with me.

Just as he was about to hand it over, he heard the artistic girl say: "My father beat me."

My arm froze, that was someone else’s family matter.

"He doesn't want me anymore." The tearful literary girl looked at me desperately.

I moved my lips: "I think that was just an angry comment."

"No, I know he is really angry this time. He has never hit me before, but he really hit me this time. He really doesn't want me anymore!!!" the artistic girl cried.

As she cried, she squatted on the ground, hugging her folded legs with both hands, and shed more and more tears.

I also squatted down and looked at the endless stream of tears. I couldn't help but smile. Okay, although this would make me seem very unsympathetic, I couldn't help but said, "It was the first day we met."

Sometimes, you also cry a lot. Are you always so crying?"

"Yeah, I'm a crybaby! You're satisfied!"

The literary girl shed a lot of tears. I reached out and touched the corners of her eyes. Watching the tears soak into my gloves, I said, "If your father really doesn't want you anymore, are you interested in applying for a position in the army? Look,

You are so capable of crying, I think you are fully qualified for the position of private water supply officer. If one day the army is short of water, I will make you cry, and everyone will have water to drink. What do you think, do you want to be a private water supply officer?

, that is a very promising official position. Girl, I am very optimistic about you!"

Pennywise was stunned. She stretched out her hand to touch the tears on her face. The eye shadow and makeup powder immediately made her face colorful. She said angrily: "You are making fun of me!!! I will bite you to death."

!”

Do women bite with their hands?

It seemed that only a girl named Literary Girl could do this. She pounced on me with all her teeth and claws, and then I was knocked down.

And then?

She stopped moving. She sat on me, neither moving nor moving. You must know that attacking the royal family is a serious crime. Of course, it is also a serious crime to arrange the royal family. And using the royal family as a meat stool seems to be the only way to avoid the position of female on top.

Will commit a crime.

"Wipe it." I raised my hand and shook the handkerchief in my hand. Pennywise hesitated on the handkerchief for several seconds before grabbing it and hurriedly wiping it off her face. "After wiping it, you can let me get up."

.”

"Thank you, I was scared." She blushed and stepped aside, and I said, "If there is nothing else, you can stay here."

"But the church!"

"Church? You have forgotten that the Bible admits one thing: render to Caesar the things that are Caesar's, and render to God the things that are God's..."

"Help Frederick! Frederick is innocent! He was voluntarily taken away for us all!"

On the first floor, the guards guarded all the entrances and exits, and someone took the noble ladies further away. The priests were divided into two groups and stayed in two different rooms. The group of priests who attacked us now shrank tremblingly.

In a corner, next to them, was the man who had been beaten to a pulp by me banging his head against the wall.

The wound on his palm had been bandaged. When we walked in, he was being guarded by two guards. His legs were tied to the legs of the chair. His eyes were rolling around when he was sitting on it, and he looked restless.

After closing the wooden door, I walked up to the guy, took out his dagger and knocked on the chair: "Have you already thought about it?"

He swallowed and spoke with a breathless voice: "Yes, Your Highness."

"So, tell me how you came up with the idea of ​​coercing Miss Jimimski into becoming your woman through incest." I stood behind him, and it must have been very uncomfortable to have this kind of edge on my back.

"No, Your Highness, you misunderstood! I just wanted to teach and intimidate that stupid woman! It's her! She's the one you should punish! I accidentally found out through their members of the club that they wrote a novel!

Did you know that the novel about Satan stopping Jesus Christ is actually slandering you! The Satan in the book has all your characteristics, white robe, black hair, and gray eyes! They actually compared you to Satan

, This is simply a heinous crime!" The man on the chair made an impassioned speech, showing his loyalty, which can be learned from heaven and earth.

"So just because the Satan in that book wears white robes, has black hair and gray eyes, you are furious? For me, go find your uncle and unite with the metropolitan of a diocese to seize **

?Arrest people?" I followed his words and asked.

"Yes! That's it!!"

I walked around to his right side and asked: "Sir, I think you didn't notice my second question at the beginning. Do you need me to repeat it?"

"What...your second question...asked?"

I grabbed his intact right arm and inserted the dagger into his palm. "Ah!" A long and loud scream immediately echoed in the room. Two guards quickly held him down and I pulled out the dagger.

.

"Brother, is it written on my forehead that I am a **?" I turned around and asked Alexander.

"No." Alexander shook his head.

I took out my handkerchief and wiped the blood on the dagger and wondered: "Then why did he lie to me?"

Alexander thought for a moment and said, "How about we open a few more openings for him. Anyway, the guards here are all proficient in first aid and they can't kill him."

"Give you another chance." I squatted in front of the guy, pressed the handle of the dagger with my palm, and put the tip of the dagger on his thigh, slowly piercing his pants, and it would pierce his thigh with just one push.

, I really enjoyed his fear that his heart was about to burst out of his throat, "Whose idea was it? Your idea?"

"It's not me, it's not my idea! It's not my idea! Your Highness, I just wanted to fix that woman and her lover, and I happened to know that they wrote a book that might be banned! I put this matter

I told a few of my friends who I’m very close with that I know it was him! He was the one who brought me the whole plan the next day! It’s all him!!!”

The man yelled and almost splashed my face with foam at his mouth...

"It's really disappointing. I thought you were a talent at first, but I didn't expect that it would be someone else who made a small conspiracy look as pleasing as a beautiful landscape painting, and you would just move one."

Talkative." Disappointed, so disappointed. I thought I had met a talented person, and I was thinking about whether I could use it for myself. Even if I couldn't use it for myself, before killing him, I could still talk to him about life and

ideal future.

"But, Your Highness, it is true that those noble ladies used this book to slander you! If it is not true, how could it be such a coincidence that Satan in the book used your appearance to describe your usual clothing characteristics, and how could it be so coincidental?

Coincidentally, it is called the winner! In the book, every time Satan appears, he fails. I think this is a prelude to their fathers’ rebellion! There must be a similar meaning in it! Your Highness!!! I am your supporter! I am loyal
Chapter completed!