Chapter 8 Agreement
"Your Highness... let's start over, okay?"
Her honey-colored skin looked as if it had just been soaked in milk, including the instep.
Her toes are so beautiful... No, now is not the time to daydream!
Melia lowered her head and tried to ignore the toes swaying in front of her eyes.
Everyone likes to wear slippers, but the heroine's feet are beautiful and intact, without a trace of wear. Does she wear boots every day?
"I……"
She shook her head, her brain working hard: What kind of words and bargaining chips can impress the heroine?
"Why, you don't want to?"
"No……"
Melia subconsciously raised her head, meeting that ocean-blue gaze. Before she could finish her sentence, her chest felt cold.
What…is going on?
The pain was sharp and short, without the bitterness of last time, but with a sense of confusion. She tilted her head back and fell backward, a low blessing reaching her ears.
"May Hades bring you justice."
Why...I'm always the one who dies? Even Elena, who was so kind to cats...
Melia looked up at the sky unwillingly. The roof became transparent, and only gorgeous books were floating in the air.
A warm hand reached out and gently closed her eyes.
Elena breathed a sigh of relief, with a little doubt remaining in her heart.
Why was I so uneasy just now, even my heart was trembling? The crimes this guy committed were enough to deserve death a hundred times.
Just from what she had heard, Melia from the Muala family had killed several slaves, and there must be more behind the scenes.
Last month, Melia trampled a civilian child to death on horseback, only to be poisoned by the child's father in retaliation. She only recently woke up. Drowning? That's just a superficial explanation.
But those eyes...how could they be so innocent?
Elena shook her head: eyes don’t mean anything. Maybe the emerald color was too pure, confusing her judgment.
She took one last look at the person lying on the ground and left without looking back.
My reward for you is to die in a trance: leaving this world in a relaxed manner, you will not have to experience the humiliation and despair of the future. But with your personality, even if you ran to Pluto, you would still chatter and roll on the ground, right?
Well, I wonder if the cat is waiting in the forest?
If I hadn't met her, I might have been even more vicious and waited for Melia to fall into misery and laugh at her.
What should I name her? Little White? Helen? Little Rose...
…
Elena, just wait! You can't close your eyes in death—
Melia's soul floated in the air, and "The Rose Queen" slowly unfolded, bringing her great hope: it was not going to stand by and watch her die!
A soft light enveloped him, and consciousness returned instantly.
Very good, let’s call them to run away together... Melia looked up and was stunned.
"Bow your head and kiss my feet. If you are pious enough, I will let you go."
A honey-colored, tempting and healthy foot hung in front of her face.
Oh my god, you are kidding me!!! It’s so close, it’s nothing!
"Ah--" She screamed to the sky, her throat was blocked by a knife.
It was so scary, she actually screamed. Elena's mouth twitched as she pulled out the dagger steadily.
Bright red blood splashed onto the back of her hand, and she suddenly felt confused: Why didn't she feel happy at all?
And... the look in the deceased's eyes was too aggrieved.
She wiped the bloodstain on the tapestry, then raised her arm and turned around.
bite!
"What did you do to the lady?!"
A desperate roar came to my ears, like a cub that had lost its mother.
[Nice strength.]
Elena held the scimitar in her right hand and smiled brightly: "She? Of course she is dead."
…
I opened my eyes for the third time and it was still the same.
The foot was right in front of me, and so was the dagger.
Damn it, this situation... is a dead end, right? It's definitely a dead end!
Some games that can only save one file are prone to dead files. Players accidentally overwrite the save file before the inevitable death ending, and will only die no matter how many times they read it.
The only way to solve the deadlock is to restart.
But she is not the owner of "Rose Princess", how can she order a book without consciousness to reopen? She can't say a word while floating above it!
"Why, you don't want to?"
The dagger glowed faintly behind her, leaving Melia with only three seconds.
Three, two...
She opened her arms towards the calf in front of her and grasped it tightly with all her strength.
"What are you doing?" Elena widened her eyes, only to see the girl raise her face following her voice, and then... open her little mouth.
They were so close, their skin touching.
Melia clamped her legs, and her dark curly hair fell to her knees, bringing a soft touch.
"ah--"
Melia has a small mouth, which is slightly pursed when she is not speaking, reminding people of a tender cherry.
【Fuck her cherry! 】
Elena roared in her heart, whose cherries look like this?!
"ah--"
The petite lips suddenly opened wide, the expansion force was amazing, the teeth inside were clearly visible, and the tongue was moving inside.
His eyes and nose twisted strangely, a sound almost like retching, as if from pain or anticipation. He stuck out his tongue and pressed his teeth against his feet.
Gurgle.
Elena couldn't help swallowing. This, this kind of disgusting expression she had only seen at barbecue festivals! Some of the elders who were looking for novelty invited so-called big eaters, and this was what it felt like when they opened their mouths!
“Ah~~~”
Her mouth was still wide open, and it was obvious that Melia was trying her best. She held on to her toes tightly and pushed hard into her mouth!
This guy is trying to take this opportunity to bite off my toes!
“That’s enough!”
Her toes seemed to touch something, and Elena kicked it in fright.
“Ouch~”
Melia let out a cry, fell to the ground crying, and covered her face with a blanket: "Didn't you ask me to lick it... I licked it, please let me go."
"Miss!" The door slammed open and Taffy rushed into the room with a scimitar in his hand.
Elena's expression instantly darkened, and she felt a sinking sensation on her legs.
"Ha, ha." Melia leaned on her legs with a dry laugh and waved at Taffy: "It's okay~ My friend wants to play with me, you go out first."
"Miss, I can squat in the corner and won't disturb you."
Taffy looked at Elena suspiciously. She recognized this person:
The young lady stuffed bugs into the man's clothes, and then got a mouthful of earthworms... Unfortunately, she was too young at the time and was tied aside by Elena, so she couldn't help the young lady at all.
"It's okay, believe me." Melia winked frantically. Elena was the combat ceiling of "Rose Queen" in the later period.
Even though he is still young, he can definitely hit every supporting role.
Taffy dropped her wrist and stepped back slowly: "Yes, miss." She left the door a crack, through which she could see half of her body blocking the door.
“…Let go.” Elena lifted her thigh, and the heavy and soft thing on her calf finally slid down.
"Elena~ Please forgive me~ I promise not to go against you~"
The pleading sounds and meows that came to my ears were sticky, one after another.
She couldn't help but grit her teeth: "Oh, don't worry, even you can keep your promise, why can't I?"
"Okay, pinky promise~"
A small finger quickly stretched into her palm, shook it, and then withdrew before she could react.
With a few thuds and kicks, Melia fell to the ground and rolled back into the blanket.
No, she has a brain?!
Elena was stunned and almost felt like she was dreaming.
Everyone knows that Melia from the Muala family is lazy, bad, stupid, and extremely arrogant.
Based on her deep understanding of Melia, she knew this guy would probably stiffen his neck and refuse to bow, cursing at the same time. Or he would simply yell at the slaves outside to quickly roll over and protect him with their lives.
What changed her?
Is that the experience of being nearly poisoned a while ago?
Elena took a deep breath and sat up straight: "I can let you go this time, but what about next time?"
Melia immediately raised her right hand to her chest and said, "I swear in the name of Athena that I will never dare to go against you."
"...You don't believe in Athena. Besides, she's called Minerva here."
Well, isn't it because I only know Athena?
Melia lowered her head guiltily, rubbing her fingers together. "Anyway, I'll become harmless. Please don't kill me!"
"I'm not the one who really wants to hurt you."
Yes, yes, if I hadn’t just died, I would have believed it.
Melia rolled her eyes in her heart and said with a smile, "I know."
"Really?"
"Hmm~" She raised her face and restrained her smile: "My father is dead. His former enemies are definitely my enemies, and his former allies will also be my enemies."
If a child walks around the night market carrying gold, it would be strange if he is not coveted.
The real estate that Muala left behind included high-quality shops in cities around the world, large tracts of land, and he was also the creditor of countless businessmen.
Yes, he lent money. Strictly speaking, even in Roman times, that was considered usury.
The creditor died, leaving behind an orphan girl. As long as she died, most of the debts could be cleared.
Anyway, the original owner never got back even a single IOU until he was sold.
Those who still had some conscience didn't even blink an eye when they knew what kind of person Melia was.
"So, you're ready to escape?" Elena's eyes flashed with interest. The person before her finally stopped being a block of color, slowly taking on a beautiful appearance.
For the first time, she looked at Melia seriously, as if trying to see the reason behind her change.
Melia was also approaching her little by little, with a clear face reflected in her emerald eyes: "No, I won't run away."
"Huh, because of pride?"
"I guess so."
【Because running away will kill you faster.】
Melia turned her face away and tilted her head cutely: "Your Highness, do you want to make a bet with me?"
This was the first time she called her Your Highness, and Elena felt complicated.
In a trance, I seemed to see a part of myself in her face - a strong desire to survive.
Elena looked at her carefully. There was no humility or stupidity in her eyes. There was no familiar arrogance in her words. Instead, there was a hint of playfulness.
Why? This guy has never suffered a single day of hardship, so why does he have such awareness?
How can a villain who was raised in a honey pot change his temperament overnight?
Elena's guard rose again, and she clenched her fingers, tightening the dagger that had been relaxed. "Tell me what's the content, what's the bet?"
The girl smiled brightly, innocently: "I bet I can survive the next month and keep most of the inheritance."
She has really changed a lot. Elena straightened up and asked, "If you win, what do you want me to do for you?"
"No, this isn't a bet." Melia shook her head sincerely. "If I can keep my father's inheritance, I certainly have a mutually beneficial price for you."
[She's still so calm, and her attitude is quite good.]
Elena's heart lifted, and she nodded slightly. "That makes sense. No one can ignore Muala's legacy. So what's the stakes?"
“It’s very simple.”
There was no wind in the room, and the girl's slightly curled hair swayed with the movement of her waist.
Melia lowered her body and supported her knees on the edge of the bed.
She had a humble expression, one hand leaning against Elena, gently pressing against the wall.
"If I can survive, if I can repent..."
What was this? Elena felt a tingling sensation all over her body. The bending of her knees and waist signified obedience, but this guy had the audacity to thrust his arm into her side!
The tingling sensation quickly spread throughout the body, especially the earlobes.
"Your Highness... let's start over, okay?"
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