Chapter 281 The little servant plays hard to get!
Jian Yue was also surprised when he heard this. He certainly didn't have much interest in this lady, because he understood that this lady would definitely not ask for him because she liked him. It was more likely that she felt that she had the evidence in her hand this time, and she just wanted him to be more controllable around her, or she hoped to get more information about other people from him.
The audience in the live broadcast room were also moved to see Jian Yue handle the situation so rationally:
"Although this Bagua card is powerful, its passive ability is also very dangerous."
"It's easy to arouse the fear of ghosts and monsters, and attract hatred."
"Every card has side effects. This is the rule of the nightmare world. When you have great power, you must suffer the backlash of that power."
"Thinking about it this way, it was really the right thing for him to follow Chris."
"No one except the prince can protect him."
"Have you forgotten who the final boss is?!"
"Ordinary players should be careful when using Wang Butler's strategy! It's a life-threatening strategy!"
Jian Yue entered the library. His goal was very precise, which was to find some books of historical records. However, he soon discovered that the books here were very messy and chaotic. What was most fatal was that when he opened a few books at random, Jian Yue felt the deep malice of this copy, because the language in this small town was too complicated, and he could not guarantee that he could understand every book!
Ji Xingle also whispered: "What should I do? I can't understand some of the words at all..."
Jian Yue thought for a moment and said, "The system won't create a dead end. According to the setting of the dungeon, we came to this town from outside, so not understanding some of the words here is part of the dungeon's plot logic. If you don't understand it now, there must be other ways."
The task given to him by the system is to find out the true secret of flowers.
Looking it up in the library must be the fastest shortcut, but it turns out that this doesn't really mean you can get the answer quickly. The lack of language skills alone can trip up many people. The pass rate in the Devil's Town is not high, mostly because the living environment here is different from that of most of the taskers.
Ji Xingle said with some difficulty: "But there are so many books here, and we don't know how to read. How can we find them? Besides, it will be dark soon. We must go back early, otherwise..."
Jian Yue put down the book in his hand, his eyes fell on the sheriff not far away, and a smile appeared on his face after a moment of thought.
Ji Xingle reminded him, "I don't think he will help us. Don't forget how much he hates and despises servants."
Jian Yue smiled and said, "Of course I know."
Ji Xingle was curious: "Then you still..."
Jian Yue walked straight over.
The sheriff saw Jian Yue coming over, and Jian Yue stood in front of him and said, "Dear Mr. Karl, I'm sorry to bother you, but maybe I need your help."
Carl said: "Oh, I'm happy to help you, sir, but I have some official business to attend to now..."
Sure enough, he would not agree. Karl claimed to be a hypocrite, but in fact he flattered the powerful and bullied the weak. However, what Jian Yue needed most was his flattery of the powerful and bullying of the weak.
So Jian Yue was not nervous at all. Instead, he smiled and made a very annoyed expression: "Oh, that's so unfortunate. Originally, I just wanted to ask you to find some historical books of the town for me. My master is injured and bedridden. I just wanted to bring some basic books back to entertain him. I didn't expect that you were busy with official duties. Then I won't bother you..."
Karl's face changed, and he quickly asked: "For the prince?"
Jian Yue pretended to be confused: "Yes, but you are busy with official business..."
Carl's shock disappeared in the next second. He smiled and said, "Oh, oh, I am indeed very busy. But then again, you are really good at judging people. How do you know that I particularly like historical ancient books? I like to recommend books to people the most. Although official duties are busy, the Lord God once taught that selflessly helping everyone in need is also a kind of official duty!"
Jian Yue did not expose him, and smiled: "Of course, for an adult like you who is aware of this, this is the best thing that can happen."
As soon as Karl opened his eyes, he began to forget his roots. He almost immediately abandoned Mrs. Anthony. When he thought that this might be an opportunity to show off in front of the prince and the princess, he almost immediately had endless energy and means to use.
Very quickly.
Under Ji Xingle's shocked gaze, Karl pulled Jian Yue and began to wander around the bookshelves. He himself had been in the church for a long time. A long time ago, he was even Mrs. Anthony's personal butler. The church was simply his second home.
"This book is a fusion of hundreds of years of history in the town." Carl introduced: "This book is the history of the entire royal city for thousands of years. This book introduces various legends and deeds of the town, as well as the gifts of the Lord God to the people. Of course, the most comprehensive one is this one. This book records the origins and history of all the towns and manors in the town..."
Jian Yue took the gifts as he walked, not forgetting to flatter: "This is really comprehensive. I think the host will be impressed by your comprehensive and enthusiastic introduction!"
Karl was a little proud, and even Jian Yue was pleased with him. He said, "I can say without hesitation that no one knows all the books here better than me. I have read almost all the books here. I think no matter what the prince and princess need, there is no one more suitable than me."
Karl has been a strong-willed man since he was young. He is not content with the identity of a servant. He has read almost half of the books here, which is also the basis for his survival.
Jian Yue praised: "I think the master will understand your excellence."
Karl was flattered by the praise, and took another book to Jian Yue and said, "This book is the oldest, and it is rare to have pictures. It is difficult for ordinary people to find it. I bet that no one else knows this book except me, which is more comprehensive."
Jian Yue said quickly: "You are so knowledgeable. Oh, I knew I was right."
When the book was handed to Jian Yue, all the viewers in the live broadcast room were shocked the moment they saw the cover:
"Devil's Notes!"
"Shit! This book can only be found after solving many clues in the later stages of the dungeon."
"What? Are you saying that some quest takers can get the most crucial item by flattering the NPC ghosts?!"
"No one told me that Carl was actually used like this!"
"I used to hate this Carl the most. I thought he was innocent, but now I think he's actually a little cute?"
"Then what about the group that entered the dungeon before? They fought with them and even risked their lives to get the clues to the notebook!"
"Oh my god, who said watching Butler Wang's live broadcast room is bad? This is so good!"
"Hahahaha, butler Wang avoided at least ten years of detours by flattering people. Really useful stuff. This is the real useful tutorial, my family!!!"
When he got the notes, Jian Yue still didn't know what they were.
Just suddenly.
The system panel popped up: "The current number of people in the live broadcast room is 57,803. The anchor's live broadcast room has entered the recommended position in the anchor hall. The current popularity of the live broadcast room is 27th in the hall. The reward points received are 5,678 points. Because it is an anonymous live broadcast room, there are no new fans for the time being. Please keep up the good work!!"
Jian Yue:?
He remembered that he had made his live broadcast room anonymous. The recommendation rate of anonymous live broadcast rooms was not high. Moreover, the level of this copy was not the most difficult level, and its popularity was not high. Generally, only high-popularity copies would exceed 10,000. He remembered that the previous SSS-level imperial city copy also reached 10,000 in the middle stage. How come this small town copy had so many viewers?
Jian Yue, who had no idea that he had accidentally taken a special prop, could only understand that the audience was a little idle.
Carl said, "That's about it. You can take it back and show it to the prince and princess. If you need other book recommendations, you can come to me again."
Jian Yue said: "Thank you very much for your help, sir. I will definitely pass on your words."
Both of them felt that they had helped each other a lot and left satisfied.
Ji Xingle, who was stunned not far away, was still stunned when he saw this scene. The poor boy had been honestly going through the dungeon all his life, but he didn't expect that in the end he would still lose to a talented abstract player like Jian Yue.
Jian Yue could even say to him, "You've found all the information, why are you still in a daze? Let's go."
Ji Xingle: "...It's the boss!"
Jian Yue:?
The two of them got on the carriage and went back. Jian Yue put the book in the carriage and drove it himself. Ji Xingle sat in the carriage. He flipped through the book and said, "But even if we get the book, we still can't read."
Jian Yue said: "There is no inevitable death in the dungeon. The existence of any prop has its meaning."
Ji Xingle looked at Jian Yue: "I'm really curious, you must have experienced a lot of dangerous dungeons, right? Have you really never encountered some situations that are doomed to have no solution?"
Jian Yue recalled the dungeons in the past, whether it was Wanfu Village, Hope Island, or even the later Puppet Man, the Imperial City dungeon, or the Doomsday team competition, he actually couldn't quite remember whether he had encountered them before.
The sky gradually darkened, the dim evening light fell, and the carriage slowly entered the manor. He looked up and saw a familiar figure in front of a window, the figure who was waiting for his return.
Jian Yue smiled gently, he stopped the carriage and said to the people behind him: "Maybe there is, but everything depends on human effort. Whether there is a solution or not is just a matter of your thoughts. If you think there is, then there is. If you think there is not, then maybe there really is no solution."
Ji Xingle listened to these words in some surprise. His hands on his legs slowly clenched. He lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something.
After Jian Yue parked the carriage, he took the book and explained everything before going back.
The sky gradually darkened. Fortunately, he dared to return to the castle before dark. The lights in the castle were already on. The castle was dimly lit every day as if to save candles.
Jane found Martha first and gave her the letter her mother had brought her.
Then he washed up and went to see the princess.
The princess was in a very bad condition, but her overall spirit was pretty good. Martha told Jane Yue a lot about the princess, and she often accompanied the princess during this period.
After Miss Lida found out that the princess would accept me, she often asked me to come to the princess to please her...
Martha whispered, "But I volunteered."
Jian Yue said: "That's good, at least you are useful to the lady, and she won't beat you anymore."
Martha's eyes were red, and she said, "The princess was so good to me, but I only got close to her because of this incident. I am really an unforgivable maid..."
Jian Yue held the book in his hand and said, "But are you nice to the princess because you want to use her? If not, as long as you really do good to her and care about what you do, I believe the princess can feel it."
Martha's eyes were red, and she suddenly asked tentatively: "What about you, Lord Prince?"
Jian Yue paused, then said: "Even if he is not a prince, I will treat him well."
Martha was stunned for a moment, then she seemed to have figured it all out and smiled, "I understand."
After Jian Yue finished talking to her, he walked to the other side of the corridor. When he knocked on the door and walked in, Chris was indeed processing things at the desk. Every day, some official documents would be sent from the royal city, and he would not stop until he had processed them. As a prince, he should have a lot of assets and things under his control. Now he cannot leave because of his injury, but he has not slacked off.
Chris looked up when he heard the voice and said, "You're back?"
Jian Yue nodded, holding the book in his hand: "Yes."
Chris frowned when he saw it and asked, "What is it?"
Jian Yue said, "Books borrowed from the church. You are interested in the demonic attacks, so I thought you might want to know the history of this town, so I borrowed quite a few books."
Chris didn't expect that Jian Yue would take his casual words to heart.
“…Bring it here.”
Jian Yue put the books in front of Chris's desk. There were really quite a lot of books. Chris picked up some books and read them. Jian Yue stood beside him and read.
Chris asked, "Do you understand?"
Jian Yue shook his head: "I don't understand."
Chris asked, "What are you looking at?"
Jian Yue said, "Because I am also very curious about the demonic incidents in this town. I want to find out the origins of these demons. In this way, maybe when there is danger in the future, I can be more prepared and protect you."
Chris was a little surprised because he had never heard such words before. He was a prince, in a high position of power, and it was always his servants who sought his protection. This was the first time someone said they wanted to protect him.
"You are such a fool." His Highness Chris was very happy, but he said, "I have many guards around me."
Jian Yue said: "But they didn't protect you well, did they? You were injured."
Chris paused and said, "Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?"
"I'm afraid." Jian Yue said, "But you've been very good to me, and I also want to do something to repay you."
First of all, he loves the person in front of him, and he regards his affairs as his own. Secondly, even if he doesn't do it, the system won't let him off easily! And he is now the servant of the prince. If his master gets into trouble, how can he be left alone?
These words had a different meaning when they fell into the ears of the prince.
He really loves me.
Wang Jue thought, he is willing to pay so much for me!
Chris' ears turned slightly red, and he coughed lightly and said, "Whatever you want."
Jian Yue saw at a glance the intimacy he showed towards her under his pretense of reserve, so Jian Yue smiled and said, "Then Your Highness, are you willing to tell me about the things in the book?"
Chris snorted with some reserve. The handsome and cold eyes of the prince took away some of his softness. He said, "I really can't do anything about you. Well, if you really want to know, I can tell you."
So Jian Yue sat next to Chris.
Chris spread out the books he had chosen from the church. The history of the Demon Town is very long and there is a lot of information. Jian Yue is not from the copy. If he reads it by himself, he will definitely not be able to grasp the key points of many things, and it will be very difficult. But the prince is different. He is originally from this world, and he is very smart. He is also a person who often handles official documents. He reads books very quickly, grasps the key points, and can summarize the most important events to Jian Yue in a concise manner.
The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned:
"What?"
"The final boss personally gave the clues!"
"And he's also my personal translator!"
"Butler Wang, you have such a good way of coaxing people, you will succeed in everything you do!"
Jian Yue was unaware of the bloody storm among the audience in the live broadcast room. He was quietly listening to Chris summarizing the contents of the books for him. At the beginning, he had a general understanding of the history of this small town.
This devil town used to be an isolated town, but was later discovered by a team by accident. This town had been invaded by demons before, and later the bishops came. They used their holy power to purify the residents here, bringing them hope of life and saving countless people.
"It sounds like a really touching story," said Jian Yue.
Chris was flipping through the book, his slender and powerful hands turning the pages lazily. Soon, he changed to another book. Jane Yue recognized it. This was the book that Carl had given her at last.
"The Devil's Notes." Chris looked at the cover and read it out in a low and elegant voice.
Jian Yue said: "Devil's Notes? Is it a book written by a devil?"
Chris flipped open the book, read a few pages, and pointed to one of the pages. He said, "The book says that this town was once a place where demons were sealed. The people here planted a plant called flowers. Demons are afraid of flowers, so every year they hold a flower festival to scare away the demons. Flowers are a symbol of luck and blessing, and can drive away demons and bring good luck to people. This flower is called sunflower."
Jian Yue said, "Are these flowers planted by the Duke and his family? They actually have this function. No wonder so many people in this small town are planting these flowers."
Is this the secret of flowers?
Jian Yue discovered that when he knew all this, the task panel did not prompt that the task was completed, which proved that there must be another hidden story behind this matter. Could it be that the content in the Devil's Notes was false?
He thought to himself.
Chris chuckled nearby. He asked, "If this flower is really useful, why do demons still hurt people?"
Jian Yue reacted and realized that this was true. If the sunflower was really that useful, how could the demon town or monsters spread rampantly? Isn't this contrary to the records?
"Then this book..." Jian Yue looked at the yellowed pages: "What the book says..."
Chris closed the book, and his bright red eyes glanced at Jian Yue. His voice was low and calm. The prince said, "Stories that can be passed down are usually written by the victors."
Jian Yue's heart seemed to tremble in an instant.
The truth of history, is what is recorded in books necessarily the truth?
Is the Flower Festival really to drive away the devil? Did the bishops really save the people who were invaded by the devil? History is written by the victors. Since ancient times, is the so-called truth necessarily true?
Chris said, "Are you scared?"
Jian Yue said honestly: "A little bit."
Chris looked at him and said, "When Daya recovers from her illness, I will take you away from here."
The moment he finished speaking, a panel appeared on Jian Yue's panel. The system panel gave the latter part of the copy plot. Jian Yue took a look. In the latter part of the plot, Daya's illness was not cured, and she died. The prince was furious and sent troops to destroy the entire church. The people of the town were living in misery. Many rumors and trials appeared in the royal city. His reputation as a tyrant spread far and wide, and he was hailed as the incarnation of the devil.
Princess Daya will die of illness.
Jian Yue tightened his hands at his side. His mission was to rescue the people in the town who were infected by the demonic disease, so before Princess Daya got into trouble, he had to find the real source of the demonic disease.
Tomorrow is the Flower Festival and there will be flowers everywhere. He has also been invited to go to the town to play, which is a good time for him to investigate.
Just thinking about it.
Chris's voice fell and said, "Tomorrow is the Flower Festival."
Jian Yue was thinking: "Hmm..."
Chris glanced at Jian Yue. The noble prince's red eyes were full of Jian Yue's image. Some expectation flashed through his eyes, but he still pretended to be reserved for a moment. He said, "There will be a dance and a lantern festival at the flower festival in the town. You can invite someone you like to go over and play with you."
Jian Yue was still thinking about where to investigate the flowers tomorrow, so he nodded and said, "Ah, so that's how it is."
Chris thought, is it possible that his hints were not obvious enough? The prince could only make it clearer. He did not believe that Jian Yue still did not understand, so he said slowly: "...I have received many invitations to attend and accompany them to the Flower Festival."
Jian Yue nodded: "Oh, that's great."
Chris: “…”
"Bang!"
The clear sound of a heavy book being put down brought Jian Yue back to his senses instantly. He was a little confused and didn't know what happened to the prince. He could only go along and said quickly: "Your Highness should be very busy tomorrow, so I will serve you and let you rest early?"
Chris didn't believe that Jian Yue didn't understand. He liked him so much, maybe he was just playing hard to get. Well, he could give the little servant another chance: "Don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Jian Yue held it in for a long time, and he said, "Good night, good night?"
Chris: “…”
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