This villain's style is crooked

Lu Cha nodded blankly: "Of course."

César rubbed the girl's cheek with satisfaction.

Looking at the fair and tender skin, gradually showing a charming flush, like a girl shy, he gently kissed the corner of Lu Cha's lips.

The deep and undisciplined voice carried a hint of coaxing:

"On the day the God of Light wakes up, you will pierce his heart with the holy sword and kill him."

César's wrist was suddenly grabbed.

There was a look of struggle on Lu Cha's face.

Apparently, there was resistance to his orders.

César's eyes mocked, and an unspeakable irritability grew in his heart: "Does Miss An respect the God of Light?"

"The God of Light... is Faith..."

Seeing Lucha spitting out words with difficulty, César became even more irritable.

He shook off Lu Cha's grip on his hand, and suddenly the black mist around him writhed violently out of control.

A hexagonal golden magic circle appeared out of thin air on the ground.

The rapid chirping of cicadas followed.

César quickly backed away, trying to get out of the range of the magic circle and the phantom beasts, but a slender hand tightly grasped the tie.

The opponent jerked.

He was forced to lean forward and fell into the thick black mist.

At the same time, a pure white figure exited the black mist and stood outside the magic circle.

Lu Cha's clear pupils were gleaming with evil, and he didn't look confused at all.

When she found something wrong with her body, she immediately changed the magic circle and used the dark element to control the Eudemons.

Let the little villain enjoy the dream by himself!

Hehehe~

And César, who was wrapped in black mist, seemed to have fallen into the icy cold deep sea.

In a trance, he went back to the year when he was six years old.

Curled up in a small rusty iron cage, the overseer of the coal mine bought it for a copper coin.Gale novel

A long, dirty whip lashed hard at his thin body.

César shuddered reflexively.

The foreman's ferocious face appeared in front of his eyes:

"Little bastard! I bought you back, not to let you rest here! Hurry up and go to work!"

He didn't know how to resist, and he didn't know how to survive in the human world. He could only imitate the slave next to him, pushing a coal mine cart that was several times heavier than him.

Clumsy, often called a fool.

Therefore, if other slaves who are older than him get angry with the supervisor, they will beat him like a sandbag and vent their anger.

Those people would also use inferior tobacco to burn his flesh, so that the ugly scars left by them would be rounder.

Or let him hold the red-hot iron in his hands and stand in the cold snow.

Finally, deliberately pour cheap spirits into him to burn his throat.

He didn't know those people's malice towards him, he just remembered that it hurts every day.

Until he was taken to a dilapidated small house by the coal mine boss.

The filthy words made him feel disgusted, and for the first time he desperately wanted to disappear alone.

He saw with his own eyes that the greasy and fat body of the coal mine boss exploded like a blown balloon.

The smelly minced meat and blood splashed all over him.

There was no water to wash, so he walked out of the small house with a mess all over his body like this, killing everyone he saw.

Seemingly smelling the disgusting smell of blood again, César's stomach began to churn.

Later, he blended perfectly with the darkness, disguised as a slave, and revealed this delicate face, which attracted people to buy.

He remembered the first buyer, an elegant gentleman.

But Gentleman wants to skin him and make the perfect taxidermy collection.

So, according to the notes recorded by the gentleman, he separated the gentleman's skin and flesh inch by inch, and then personally covered the bloody human skin on the gentleman's red and white corpse.

Then, he returned to the dog cage in the slave market, pretended to be helpless and pitiful, and soon lured the second prey——

An old man who delusionally eats the flesh of children and restores his youth.

He used duck-feeding to feed the fat old man, and also learned the recipes of various delicacies from the chef at home.

He will never forget that when he cut off the old man's chest, cooked it, and fed it to the other party.

The old man was afraid with terrified eyes.

It's like trying to crack my cloudy eyeballs.

The past buried deep in his heart flashed through Cesar's mind frame by frame like a horse watching a lantern.

Let him go through it again, those days and nights of collapse and depression.

The creatures he brutally tortured to death seemed to turn into sticky sticks of seaweed at this moment, wrapping around his body.

With a grim smile, he dragged him to the bottom of the sea.

César opened his eyes suddenly, but saw only darkness.

He tried desperately to swim up, but the seaweed got tighter and tighter, gradually covering his face, and a mocking low laugh sounded in his ears.

Exactly the same as his voice.

"Why struggle?"

"Everyone hates your existence, even the light doesn't like you."

"give up."

Yes.

He is the darkness abandoned by the light and hated, without any reason, to live.

César lowered his hands numbly, allowing his body to sink.

But at this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed in the sky.

Like a sharp sword, it split through the thick black mist like ink, and cut off the seaweed that wanted to pull him into the abyss.seaweed.

In the next second, the black mist dissipated and the magic circle disappeared.

César, who was kneeling on the ground, was embraced by the girl.

"it's already over."

The simple four words disintegrated in an instant, and the chains that bound César's heart tightly.

He raised his head in a daze.

The girl's eyes looked down at him tenderly.

The golden light behind him turned into holy wings, dispelling the black mist that wanted to approach.

Like a god descending into the world.

César could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams.

Trembling uncontrollably, he slowly bent down.

Forehead, shoulders, arms, one by one, knelt down in front of the girl's feet.

Pious, kiss on the tip of her shoe.

"Please...save me from darkness."

I would like to dedicate my everything to become your most faithful believer, only asking for the grace of God, and only giving me alms.

César was lifted up by the warm golden light.

Lu Cha lowered her head and kissed him between the brows.

"I have heard your wish."

"Get a good night's sleep."

César closed his eyes obediently, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Light, finally kissed him.

[Ding——The villain's favorability value is +20, and the blackening value is 20. 】

And Lucha hugged César, who had fallen into a deep sleep, on the laid cloak and lay down.

As the golden light dissipated, she noticed that the man's brown hair had turned into jet black.

She suddenly remembered that César's pupils were also black.

Lucha was dumbfounded.

what?

Will the God of Darkness still transform? ? ?

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For the first time, César was not tormented by nightmares and slept soundly.

When he woke up, he smelled an unknown fragrance.

César sat up blankly.

I found myself lying on a white cloak, the black mist in the air had all disappeared, revealing the original appearance of Area 4.

The trees are green, and the sun shines through the dense leaves, forming spots of light.

A sparkling stream flows through the forest.

A girl in a white dress is sitting on a stone by the stream, grilling fish.

At her feet, there was a small black beast tied up with ropes.

About the size of a palm, it looks like a rabbit, with long ears and blood red eyes, it is a phantom beast.

The confusion in César's eyes grew stronger.

Why did he fall into the dream woven by the Eudemons?

Miss An, do you know dark magic?

Pata - a small stone was thrown on the ground beside him.

Lucha mentioned the Eudemons, and looked at César eagerly:

"How do you make this delicious?"

César & Eudemons: "..."