The witch thought I am a Demon God

In the ballroom, Baron Taktik tried to come up and talk to the ice witch several times, but he was forced back with a look.

In the end, he could only find Ivita, "My friend, I didn't expect that your dance partner today would be so special."

"No wonder you are unmoved by the beauties present today."

"So this is ah."

Iveta looked at him squatting shamelessly next to her seat, and felt quite a headache. She originally thought that it would be no problem to have a personal relationship with this guy, but who knew that this guy had an inappropriate private life, and she didn't have time to waste with him. .

Ivita reminded him: "I thought you represented Viscount Winchester at this ball today."

"Well." Baron Taktik said coolly: "It is my job to seek a family marriage for the Viscount and Jenny, but this does not mean that I cannot have my own private life after work."

"The reason why the life of a noble is perfect is because the social activities of the nobles can be regarded as work that is beneficial to society."

Ivita nodded.

You name it.

He saw the president holding the hand of his daughter Jenny and suddenly came over. His target was obviously Baron Taktik.

I can finally calm down for a while.

Baron Taktik also saw the president and his daughter Jenny. His face became serious and he straightened up.

Obviously, he also knew the importance of this mission.

The president took one more look at the Ice Witch and Ivita, and then said to Baron Taktik: "Baron, if your cousin wants to marry my daughter, when will he marry my Jenny, and how can he marry me?" What is provided to ensure my daughter’s happiness?”

Obviously, Baron Taktik had made preparations in advance. He winked at Jenny, and with his handsome appearance and confident smile, he easily won Jenny's favor.

Baron Taktik saluted the president and said: "The Viscount told me that his first wife had no children and died very early, so there was almost no real relationship between him and her as husband and wife, so he will look for the church when the time comes. Let the church recognize that there was no marital relationship with his first wife."

"Your daughter is the Viscount's only wife."

"And, since we are at war now, everything should be kept simple. If possible, the Viscount can marry your daughter next month."

Baron Taktik knew that the other party was eager to marry off his daughter to prevent the curse from coming true, so he immediately answered.

A smile appeared on the president's face.

In his opinion, since the viscount is willing to do so many things for his daughter, he must be serious about this matter.

This is a good choice.

The president took Jenny's left hand, pulled off a ring set with sapphire and amber from the index finger of her left hand, and then handed Jenny's portrait from his pocket to Baron Taktik.

Jenny said in horror: "No!"

Ivetta understood that this was probably an exchange of engagement tokens, which represented the official engagement of the president's daughter to Viscount Winchester.

Baron Taktik also smiled, and at the same time he felt relieved. It seemed that this mission was not as difficult as he imagined.

The other party’s father is very reasonable, but as for Jenny’s attitude?

To him, this didn't matter.

Anyway, many marriages between nobles took place on the basis of no emotion.

When both spouses get used to each other, they will be able to fall in love over time. Even if they really can't stand it anymore, that's okay.

Both husband and wife can play independently.

Marriage between nobles is more about interest entanglements and the inheritance of ancient bloodlines, rather than love between men and women.

Baron Taktik is like this himself. He can have a romantic night with any beautiful woman outside, but he cannot marry these women. His marriage is his family responsibility and one of the biggest ways for him to contribute to the family. one.

Baron Taktik took out the portrait of the viscount and a ring made of fine steel from his pocket. The decoration on this ring was a small shield.

"This is the portrait of the Viscount himself, and his shield ring. These are his personal belongings and the treasures his mother left for him."

The president took the ring and portrait, and he opened them and took a look.

Ivita saw that although the man in the portrait had been carefully retouched by the painter, his age could still be seen.

This is an older, middle-aged man. One eye has been injured. There is a scar at that location. I don’t know if it affects his vision.

His face is weather-beaten, and the painter tried hard to cover up the wrinkles on his face, and focused on showing the Viscount's maturity and stability. However, compared with Jenny's petite and immature appearance, the contrast between the two is still huge.

The president nodded with satisfaction. "Jenny, look, this is your future husband. The child you have with him will inherit the position of Grand Viscount Ambrose."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire ballroom fell silent.

Although the musicians were still playing music and people were still dancing with their partners, something had changed.

Another group of middle-aged and elderly people came over without masks. Behind them was a shy young man wearing bloomers. Ivita learned from the ugly-faced president that these people should be Marina City. guild leaders.

The leader of the carpenter's guild was their representative. He pointed at the young man behind him and said: "After unanimous discussion among us old guys, the city council believes that Jenny's marriage will affect the position and interests of the city of [Marlina]. , in this case, her marriage cannot be decided by herself and you, her father, alone."

"This is the son of the senator of the Senate Republic in the southern peninsula, Geoffrey Abate."

"We think it would be more appropriate for Jenny to marry him."

The president's face turned livid, "Damn it, if I marry my own daughter, do I still need the city council's approval?"

The members of the Marina City Council all shook their heads at this, saying that the Council had the right to control Jenny's marriage.

Taktik's face was not good-looking either. He stared coldly at the sudden appearance of his enemy, Geoffrey Abate, and said, "You must not be from Ambrose."

"Moreover, the Senate Republic is still a city republic, only as big as a city."

"In such a weak country, you are only the son of one of its senators, how can you be worthy of marrying Jenny?"

Ivita understood that it seemed that these people who suddenly appeared were the Ambrose City Council's counterattack against Jenny and Viscount Winchester's upcoming marriage.

Ivita asked in confusion: "What kind of republic is the Senate Republic?"

"Aren't the largest republics on the southern peninsula just those three republics, plus the country of Ravenna and the Church?"

"Oh, by the way, there is also the Republic of Epirus, I heard from the Hearthstone Witch - it is also a small city republic, but it has its own witch council. Many witches were forced to He fell into the ground, turned himself into a stone statue, and then waited for hundreds of years to pass before he regained his physical body and climbed out of the ground."

"After they crawled out of the ground, they formed a force and jointly usurped the country of a small earl country to form their own witch republic."

He glanced at the ice witch.

Originally, Iveta was just talking to herself, because he was not familiar with the ice witch, and the ice witch rarely said irrelevant words.

But the ice witch opened her mouth and spoke. "The Republic of the Senate is the same as the Republic of Epirus you are talking about. They are just urban republics of one city. One city rules many villages. But their city is much larger than Ambrose's city. "

"It is said that the Republic of the Senate is a remnant of an ancient civilization. Their country only masters the "Laws of the Arena" but forcibly maintains some remnants of order left over from the ancient civilization. It is a republic that is stuck in the past and has no future. "

"As a result, this republic is basically far away from disputes. No one cares about them, allowing them to shut themselves in and live in the gladiatorial arena as entertainment all day long."

"There are many urban republics in the southern peninsula, but most of them have not mastered their own laws and are just inferior imitators of the three major republics."

"Only urban republics like the Republic of Epirus and the Senate Republic have some special characteristics."

Baron Taktic and Geoffrey Abbate, the son of the senator of the Senate Republic, had a fierce quarrel, blaming each other, starting from each other's family background, military force, then to the country, and finally back to each other's parents.

After the quarrel made their eyes red, both of them actually drew their swords, and then their sword blades interacted with each other, and they started fighting.

Geoffrey Abate, the son of the senator, had red eyes. His small dagger was against the opponent's long sword and said: "How dare you insult my country. Let's duel, Peacock, whoever wins will win." I can marry Jenny!”

Baron Taktik was also angry, and he said, "Okay."

One of the two wielded a long sword, and the other wielded a short sword. Baron Taktik used the orthodox knight's fighting method of opening and closing. He used the sword butt to block the opponent's short sword several times, and used the sword blade to attack the opponent. chest.

His face was already covered in a layer of red pepper-like color.

Ivita knew that it was the extraordinary organ [Red Lingsu Liver Leaf] unique to Viscount Winchester's influence.

The son of the senator, Geoffrey Abate, was more flexible in stature. Although the short sword in his hand put him at a momentary disadvantage, he bent over and hunched over to avoid the opponent's long sword several times. It was about to hit his chest, but he nimbly dodged it.

As soon as he seized the opportunity, he bullied himself towards Baron Taktik, then held the dagger and suddenly looked at Baron Taktik's neck. Even if the opponent blocked it with his sword, he was like a wild beast trying his best to use it. The dagger struck someone in the neck.

Ivetta noticed that Geoffrey Abate's pupils had turned red.

Ivita asked the ice witch, "The power of Geoffrey Abate seems to be different from that of a traditional knight."

"He all fights differently."

The Ice Witch glanced at Geoffrey Abate and said: "It is indeed different. His profession is a profession unique to the Senate Republic - gladiator."

"The strength of a gladiator is that every time he wins in the arena, he will gain strength, and every time he fails, he will lose some strength."

"However, gladiators also need to take the life seeds produced by Tianwai Qizhi."

"The creation of gladiators relies heavily on the laws of the arena, and their core skill should be madness."

"Gladiator is a branch of the knight profession. It cannot be regarded as an independent profession. It can only be regarded as an emotional profession transformed by the overly nostalgic Senate using the laws of the gladiatorial field after the emergence of the knight profession."

The ice witch said to Ivita: "I don't know the specifics, because I have never fought against them."

"If one day you become their enemy, you will quickly understand what the gladiator profession is."

"But I think that on the battlefield, these warriors whose core skill is berserk don't know how to save energy at all. They only know how to kill the opponent in the most violent way in the shortest time. Then they are actually unable to adapt to the battlefield. This is far inferior to the ordinary knight profession."

Ivita curled her lips.

Emotional profession.

This metaphor of the ice witch is really interesting.

At this time, the musicians had stopped playing, and the people attending the dance were watching the battle between Baron Taktik and Geoffrey Abate, the son of the senator.

The fight between the two parties went from one end of the ball to the other, like two wild bulls. All the tables, chairs and stools along the way were knocked over by them. Even when Geoffrey Abate, the son of the senator, stared at Taktik with red eyes. When the baron was rushing forward, a couple blocked the road, and the couple was knocked out by the two of them.

Geoffrey Abbate, the son of the senator, pushed Baron Taktic against the wall. The wall dented directly and opened several cracks. He roared angrily. "Are you convinced?"

"Jenny is mine!"

Baron Taktik groaned. He was pressed against the wall while being pushed against his chest. He managed a smile. "Jenny belongs to the Viscount."

"As long as you wait for your madness skills to pass, you will die in my hands."

The president was at a loss as to how to stop the duel between the two men.

But at this moment, Jenny suddenly shouted to the two of them: "You two... stop fighting..."

"I hate you!"

"Which of you wins has anything to do with who I belong to?"

"I'm not a dove waiting for a hunter to hunt."

The president quickly said: "Jenny..."

Jenny finally plucked up the courage to say: "I...I have fallen in love with someone a long time ago. During this dance, I have been waiting for that person to appear, stand in front of me, take off his mask, and tell me and my Father, he wants to marry me.”

"So whether he is Viscount Winchester or the son of any senator, it has nothing to do with me. I... can only have one husband."

The president's face turned black with anger. "What nonsense are you talking about!"

At this moment, someone in the crowd of onlookers suddenly took off his mask and threw it on the ground. This was a short young man with thick hair and he looked like a big black bear.

In fact, he also looks very much like a beast with lycanthropic features.

He was very moved at the moment. "Jenny, I'm sorry..."

"I've been scared and I have low self-esteem because your father hates me, but I swear I actually come here with a mask on every day and look at you from a distance."

"I've been changing masks for three months."

"A new mask every day."

"I love you, Jenny. I thought...I'm sorry, I am too inferior. I should have stood up and stood in front of you, so that there would be no farce like this."

After Jenny saw this black bear man, she also cried with joy, because she did not expect that the black bear man was always by her side.

Jenny ran over and hugged him, hugging the black bear and crying. "Maximian Orem, you are finally here."

"I gave you my heart a long time ago, and you are the only one who cares about my feelings. I will never fall in love with anyone else."

Ivita was dumbfounded.

If his guess is correct, this Maximian is the beast in the witch's curse, the beast that Jenny must be forced to marry.

But now she is not yet fourteen years old.

Moreover, Jenny seems to have fallen in love with this beast.

I didn't expect things to be so complicated.

The aristocratic faction wants to remove Ambrose's right-hand man from the city through the marriage of the viscount and Jenny, while the city faction wants Jenny to marry the son of a senator. There should be some exchange of interests, but this should be something that the city factions are happy to see. of.

But both sides' calculations came to nothing.

Because they never cared about Jenny's personal thoughts, but they didn't expect that Jenny already had a lover, and this lover actually appeared in front of everyone.

No, it should be said that what is even more surprising is that this lover is actually the beast that the president has always wanted to get rid of.

Ivita took the opportunity to look for Puss in Boots who might be among the crowd.

Things are so confusing, where are others?

Geoffrey Abate, the son of the patriarch, stared at the sudden appearance of the black bear man with red eyes. "What a disgrace. Let Jenny go. She is my fiancée."

"This is what the city council promised me."

Before the black bear man could speak, Jenny scolded him angrily. "Why do you say that I am your fiancée? You are the one who has the least say here. To hell with your city council and senate. I have long belonged to Maximian."

Geoffrey Abate, the son of the senator, was so angry that his fingers were trembling. "You...you...Shui Xingyang..."

Maximian, the black bear man, hugged Jenny and said to the son of the patriarch: "I will protect Jenny."

"Please stay away from her."

"If you dare to insult her, I will definitely pull out your tongue."

Baron Taktik took the opportunity to get rid of Geoffrey Abate, the son of the senator, and then said to the black bear people Maximian and Jenny: "That's right, this bullshit son of the senator who came out of nowhere is indeed The one with the least say.”

"Jenny at least loves that black bear. The Viscount was invited here by Jenny's father. Who do you think you are?"

"The city council has no right to interfere with the will of father and daughter."

Baron Taktic yelled angrily, and Geoffrey Abate, the son of the senator, was so angry that the latter could not stand still.

Baron Taktik said to Jenny and the Black Bear Man: "I have a suggestion. I don't think the Viscount would mind Jenny having a lover. Even if this lover may have a little more hair."

"I suggest that Jenny can marry the Viscount first. After giving birth to the heir, you can have as many lovers as you want, but they have nothing to do with the Viscount, as long as you don't get pregnant with children."

Baron Taktik added. "It doesn't matter if you're pregnant. You can adopt her to the brother next to you. What do you think?"

He looked at the president, Jenny, and the black bear man.

All the guests present will smile heartily, who already has several mistresses and mistresses?

For aristocrats, this is really not a big problem. Viscount Winchester is a man of great talent and strategy, and can tolerate such a small affair between children.

Iveta just fucked them speechless.

Your circle is really chaotic.

Ivita asked the ice witch, "What do you think of Baron Taktik's proposal?"

The ice witch deadpanned. "Pay attention, Puss in Boots will appear soon. Keep an eye on the crowd. The appearance of Puss in Boots means that the Cemetery Wizard will also appear."

She paused and added. "This proposal is too frivolous and no one here will agree with it, although I think it is a good one."

"Besides... the direction of things is not yet certain. If Jenny and the beast are truly in love, then this proposal is an insult to them."

"Ivetta, in this world, it is impossible for people to separate true love. The magic of true love can penetrate time and space and transcend laws. It is the most powerful magic I have ever seen, bar none."

Iveta nodded and turned her attention back to the center of the ball.

Sure enough, Jenny and Black Bear Maximian rejected Baron Taktic's ridiculous proposal.

Jenny's father, the president, could no longer bear it anymore and said directly to Baron Taktik: "No need to talk nonsense with them."

"Children's marriage decisions are made by their parents."

"That man is simply an inhuman monster, guard!"

Following the president's shouts, hundreds of heavily armed soldiers entered the ball, dispersed the onlookers into corners, and then surrounded Jenny and the black bear Maximian.

The president shouted loudly: "Red-robed hunter Christine, the purpose of hiring you is to protect me and my daughter. Look at who you let into the venue. You also said that you are the best hunter." ?”

The little girl Christine in a red robe was already standing beside the president with a bow and arrow in hand, her face full of murderous intent, staring at the black bear man Maximian with disgust on her face, she almost bit her Ya said: "You don't need to tell me, I will kill this ugly black dog."

"There's no way I'm going to let him walk out of here alive today."

Seeing this, Ivita finally understood why the president suddenly hired Christine.

Without it.

Because Christine is an extreme humanist who hates all non-human creatures.

The president may have known for a long time that his daughter was in love with a monster, so he hired Christine in advance just to let Christine kill the black bear Maximian today.

The president gritted his teeth. "You kidnapped my daughter, you monster."

"All the noble people present, who can help me kill that monster..."

Christine suddenly shot an arrow. Her bow and arrow were specially made and weighed nearly three hundred pounds. It was difficult for an ordinary strong man to fully draw the arrow.

When this arrow is shot out, within a hundred meters, it is not much slower than a bullet, and its power exceeds that of ordinary bullets.

Ivita only heard a huge noise, like a sound barrier, and the arrow had been shot.

Christine's archery skills are very good, and she always hits the target. This arrow goes straight to the face of the black bear Maximian.

Everyone in the venue was frightened by this arrow.

Maximian only had time to raise his head and had no time to dodge or block it with his hands. However, even if he blocked it with his hands, the arrow would probably hit him directly.

But suddenly a black and white cat's paw stretched out, opening its claws slightly. There were pink flesh pads at the bottom of the cat's claws.

'boom! ’

This arrow was actually caught in the palm of a cat's claw.

The arrow caught by the cat's claws exuded a black evil spirit. This evil spirit flew into the air and persisted for a long time. The fierce evil spirit even caused the magic power in Ivita's body to fluctuate, as if she felt danger and wanted to To counterattack automatically.

"How many supernatural creatures have you killed as a little girl, meow!"

"Even the hunter's hunting arrows will increase the evil spirit every time they kill an enemy, but you are exaggerating, meow."

Puss in Boots forcefully broke the wooden shaft of the arrow into two pieces, and then he threw it on the ground.

Ivita's eyes widened, she finally waited for Puss in Boots.

As Pan said, Puss in Boots is a black and white cow cat, but he walks on two legs, basically similar to humans.

He wore a pair of very large black boots, only a red cape on his body, a black cowboy hat on his head, and a long and thin stabbing sword in his left hand.

Puss in Boots waved the rapier in his hand a few times and said to the frightened crowd: "Hello everyone, I am Puss in Boots, Meow."

"Now my master is Maximian, and today I want to help my master Maximian get the princess Jenny he wants."

The president's expression was extremely ugly. He asked the red-robed hunter Christine, "What kind of monster is that?"

Red-robed hunter Christine suddenly burst into laughter. "You don't have to worry about a stupid cat who's dying."

Christine surrounded Puss in Boots and said, "I will definitely kill you today, whether I survive or not."

"As long as I kill you, I will become a legend among hunters."

"Hahaha……"

Puss in Boots rolled his eyes, "Well, arrogant little girl, you have really wonderful thoughts. Is it because the hunter's ultimate skill [Death Together] gives you confidence?"

Christine took out the hunting knife from her waist and licked the blade of the hunting knife with her tongue. "That's right. Those who kill hunters will pay the same price."

"Every hunter can take away the person who killed her before she dies."

Puss in Boots rolled her eyes again. "A hunter's power comes from the blessing of a fairy. Fairies cannot kill elves, did you know that?"

"So you really are overthinking it, meow."

At this time, someone else stood out from the crowd, it was two cemetery wizards wearing gray robes.

The cemetery wizard said: "Pu Puss, please don't worry about these messy things. We are the people of the Witch Cemetery, and we ask you to fulfill your promise to our ancestors!"

"Repay us a favor immediately."

"Please kill the wizard apprentice who is at the scene - the guy named Ivita. He is very evil and killed more than thirty people in our cemetery."

At this time, everyone, who was already confused, followed the cemetery wizard's fingers and looked at Ivita sitting in the corner.

The ice witch sneered.

Ivita sighed and shrugged at everyone.

Puss in Boots turned to look at Ivita, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.