Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

The Dark God thought about the scene for a while, and immediately shook his head to shake off the picture in his mind.

An apology is absolutely impossible.

How can a **** apologize?

The black-haired girl had already rolled herself asleep under her quilt.

Hoddle: "..."

"I will come again tomorrow night."

"It's not necessary."

"..."

The weird conversation is over.

The black corner flashed by, and the **** wearing a black cloak slowly dissipated, leaving only a strange black smoke, which looked like a thick dark atmosphere.

Fu Yue opened her eyes.

The delicate ceiling came into view, and what Hoddle had just said flashed through her mind.

Magic crystal?

After quickly searching for the story he received, it took a long time for Fu Yue to find a clue about the magic crystal in a certain corner.

This is a kind of treasure that exists in legend.

There is a book in the imperial library that contains records about magic crystals.

Fu Yue remembers this story very clearly and knows which book it is on.

A book on the foot of the table.

The whole plot is so fresh and refined just where the magic book is.

Fu Yue is going to look for it someday.

It just so happens that it will be Prince Charles' birthday banquet after a while, the original owner, as the daughter of the Duke of White Rose, will naturally also attend, and then there will be a chance to sneak in.

the next day.

Fu Yue woke up early in the world.

After Siler opened the door and came in, he was surprised to find that his owner was already dressed and sitting in a chair, his expression could not be clear.

"Master, breakfast is ready."

The girl looked at Ciller.

The other party lowered his head slightly towards her, with a perfect smile on his face.

"Not urgent."

Ciller: "?"

The girl stood up: "I have one more thing I want to confirm. Ciller, I have a question for you."

"Master, please speak."

The dark-haired girl sank her deep eyes and whispered softly, "Ciller, do you know Hoddle?"

The faint blue of the robot's eyes flashed, countless information gathered in the brain, and the sweet, low-magnetic voice slowly sounded.

"Hoddle, the Dark God, legend has it that he has fallen a million years ago..."

Seeing that this person meant to start giving her popular science, Fu Yue hurriedly called to stop, she didn't want to know the identity of the Dark God.

She just wanted to know, does Cyrel have any memories of Hoddle?

"Ciller, do you have anything to do with Hoddle?"

The robot cannot lie to the owner.

This is the rule and cannot be changed.

The blond and blue-eyed beauty was stunned, and what flashed under his eyes was obviously stunned. To be precise, he was a little bit dumbfounded, but he returned to normal in an instant and was polite.

"Master, Cyrel has nothing to do with the Dark God."

Fu Yue frowned.

Therefore, Siller does not have the memory of Hoddle, but does Hoddle have memories of when he was Ciller?

This... what should she say?

The beautiful robot bent his eyes, he half-kneeled in front of the girl, his head cleverly resting on her lap, "Why did the master ask this suddenly...How could Cyler get involved with others?"

"Ciller belongs to only the owner."

The girl's fingertips touched Ciller's cheek lightly, and then slowly rubbed his soft blond hair until he rubbed his hair into a mess.

Ciller smiled softly from start to finish.

"Well, I just ask casually."

Where Fu Yue couldn't see, the blue of the robot's eyes became darker.

The owner is lying.

why?