Is the Evil God Me?

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The first day of the hunt went by without much of a fuss.

For everyone, they pay more attention to the prey brought back from the Black Forest by the showrunners. It is said that the first-ranked prey also has a joint reward. Lynn's sika deer don't think about competition, the countess is also shameful, just show off, it can't be said that he has to push the little gentleman to a position that doesn't belong to him.

That is not called petting, but slaughtering.

To hold and kill, to hold a person high, directly erratic to the point of being overwhelmed, and the pain will be as high as you fall. It is not surprising that some people are directly killed like this.

According to unreliable sources.

During the autumn hunt, those tired nobles would deliberately join forces to pursue a rural girl, flooding her with luxurious gold and silver jewelry and sweet words, making her feel that she is a special woman, loved by so many nobles, Surrounded by, so many people are jealous for her, and then look at other idiots of the same age.

Then, I quickly lured this rural girl into the trap of being drunk with money, watching her release the vile blood in her bones little by little. That ugly appearance is the true face of these pariahs under their gentleness. Then use framed theft and slander to bring the tired rural girl back to its original shape at once.

It's an absolute nightmare scenario, and the sense of a huge gap will either drive this lucky and unfortunate prey crazy, or she will choose suicide in desperation.

At least

It is impossible to go back to the original life, especially under the intentional guidance and amplification of ugly emotions, such rumors are mixed with true and false news, and it seems that both sides have become ugly.

"The story is true."

The next morning, Lynn woke up in bed, rarely staying in bed, holding the countess's plump and charming body in her arms, her chin resting on her white and red shoulders, just after mentioning a certain anecdote. Heard a shocking news.

"real?"

"About five years ago." Amiste's pretty face is very tender, as if she is a snow lotus moistened by rain and dew. That healthy white symbolizes her mature beauty and health as a female. A radiant face can only be found when the body and mind are happy and happy. "At that time, it was the boring little things from the Indo family. After hunting, they felt unhappy and decided to find their friends to play a new hunting game."

From the title of the countess, Lynn keenly judged her likes and dislikes about this matter.

The little beast is the Countess's most swearing word. Usually, this name is spit out from her sandalwood lips. The other party is often in bad luck, and the family is ruined. The next one is the small chops. This one is better than the last one, and it will not make the countess angry with others. Small things are neutral, neither good nor bad, just like looking at an ordinary object.

The remaining two are exclusive to Lynn, and only he has gotten it.

little sir, little man

Especially in the threesome, the countess will call out all kinds of cute nicknames.

The head maid secretly told Lynn about the matter of calling her likes and dislikes. As a loyal servant, Meredith, while maintaining her loyalty to Amiste, also dedicated herself to Lynn. Everything, in her mind, Lynn is second only to the existence of the countess.

Almost, if the countess asked the head maid to poison Lynn, she would still do it, but she would go with Lynn after she was done.

"This game of hunting"

Lynn didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

Valley

It was indeed hunting, but it turned the prey into a human being, and the weapons were no longer shotguns and power, but sweet words mixed with poison, and a splendid fanatic that could destroy a person. It can even be quirky, indicating that the prey chooses whether to enter the game or not.

Seeing that Lin En was at a loss for words, the countess laughed until her snow-white flesh swayed, and she almost didn't hold her breath, and then her jade-like snow arms, who were crushing the child with a cart, hugged him happily.

"Don't look like that, my dear little man, the story isn't over yet."

After finding a comfortable place to rub down, the countess continued.

"The girls selected by the Indo family are chicken breeders and kind-hearted girls. She did not become ugly, let alone sink into all kinds of temptations. Instead, she used her simple life in the countryside to let her The bohemian little guy took his heart away, and slowly realized that what he did was wrong. A beautiful pure heart can always capture the hearts of young people, even if she is not so beautiful. The little thing of the Indo family, who finally married I got that good girl, even though she's not the wife."

In Emista's mouth, another version of the story was told with aroma, and the world was not so bad.

"Ah this?"

Lynn was a little surprised. He really didn't expect this kind of human nature experiment to have another ending, which made him wonder if his heart was too pessimistic and dirty about the world.

"As for other versions of the story, it's just a farce made by some stupid imitators and greedy people who don't know how to live or die. I have to say that the version of the story you're talking about is more in line with people's expectations. The nobles should be like that, and the commoners should be like that, that is in line with people's imagination."

"This is the human ammonia Lynn couldn't help but sigh after hearing it, it doesn't matter what the truth is, what matters is that it is exciting and in line with imagination.

"Yes, this is human beings"

The countess slowly got up, she twisted her body back to Lynn like a snake, and called Merdis, who had listened to the foot of the bed all night, to come in to fix her troublesome hair, which would cost her Almost half an hour in the morning, which also includes washing and cleaning.

Lynn took the opportunity to pick up his clothes and slip out of the big tent.

The head maid glanced at the figure of Lin En running away with a bit of resentment. She didn't sleep well last night. She was thinking about whether there would be a morning exercise in the morning, so she would go back in revenge, but she didn't expect the little man to run away.

The countess was on the side, and she glanced at the head maid who was a little depressed and uncomfortable. Her watery eyes that were not in a state caused Emiste to raise a meaningful smile.

Sometimes, patience is for better enjoyment, just like the juice will not be delicious until the fruit is fully ripe.

The reason why the little gentleman ran away with his clothes was obviously the Countess's advice. She liked this kind of interesting game very much.

"This afternoon, you want to go back to town, right?" The countess suddenly thought of something.

"Yeah." Meredith, who was somewhat absent-minded, replied while combing her hair.

"Wait a minute, put on what I've prepared for you."

"Ah yes, ma'am." Meredith was a little surprised, and replied slowly, that thing can effectively avoid the appearance of the stealth cat, which is also Emist's bad taste.

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