The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

"Celcia!"

Mu En couldn't help shouting a reminder.

The figure of the maid suddenly disappeared.

Like a fragile phantom in the sun.

The next time she appeared, she was directly in front of Celcia.

"So fast!"

Mu En couldn't help but exclaimed.

The rooms in the Duke's Palace are not too small.

Since the tea table had just been knocked over and then raised up, it was several meters away from the sofa.

But this distance doesn't seem to exist for the maid.

In just the blink of an eye, the sharp dagger in her hand had already been slashed straight towards Celcia's white and fragile neck.

Here Death raised his sickle.

…

Ding.

The scene of blood splattering in Mu En's imagination did not happen.

Celcia's expression remained indifferent. Facing the maid's surprise attack, there was still no trace of panic in her cold eyes.

She raised her hand at some point, and the ice mirror in her hand condensed into an ice blue thin sword, blocking the dagger accurately.

Centered on the place where the ice blue rapier and the dagger collided, invisible ripples spread, shattering the tea table and sofa, leaving sharp cutting marks on the surrounding walls!

"let me guess."

Celecia stared at the maid and asked in a cold voice:

"Did my stupid good brother send you?"

"Sorry, Your Highness, the employer's information is top secret."

The maid suddenly pulled back, but there was no intention of retreating in her eyes. She just wanted to pull away and stop the attack again.

But how could Celcia give her this chance!

With a tap of her toes, a thin layer of frost quickly spread towards the maid, and with the help of some water stains on the ground, the spread became even faster!

While the maid was avoiding it, she couldn't help but frown and said, "Where did you get so much water?"

"..."

Celcia, whose expression had always been like an iceberg that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, suddenly had a trace of embarrassment in her eyes, and her cheeks were slightly red. She stamped her feet suddenly, and the frost suddenly formed countless sharp ice spines, stabbing upwards towards the unavoidable place in the air. Avoid the maid.

18. Ideas from different angles

"Damn it, mortals suffer when gods fight?"

Mu En was huddled in the corner at the moment, looking humble, weak, helpless, and pitiful.

He looked down at the cut mark only a few centimeters away from his vagina, and couldn't help but shudder.

No, you can't stay here, otherwise you won't know how you died.

While the two were fighting fiercely, Mu En leaned against the corner and slowly moved towards the door.

Fortunately, the maid assassin's target was not him, and she had no time to deal with this weakling.

So Mu En quickly moved to the door. He only needed to open the door and he could escape easily.

"Huh?"

Mu En turned the door handle hard, but it didn't move at all.

"Ehhhhh?"

Mu En's face suddenly turned extremely pale.

Sure enough, the maid assassin was well prepared.

No wonder she dared to assassinate the third princess of the empire in the heavily guarded Duke's Mansion!

"But it's so strange. This paragraph obviously doesn't exist in the original book!"

Mu En covered her head in pain and slowly squatted down again, her brain running crazily.

But no matter how he mobilized his memory, he could only come up with one clear answer.

——This paragraph definitely does not exist in the original book!

"Why did an assassin suddenly appear? What went wrong?"

"This is the Duke's Palace! How could the assassins invade so easily without triggering any warning?"

"Could it be that……"

Thinking of the assassin's words before, Mu En suddenly had a bad idea that made him whole.

"Is it because of the order I gave that allowed these assassins to take advantage of it?"

In the original book, the sick maid Noel did not get a chance to rest.

The original owner did not even issue an order to recruit new people from outside to ensure the smooth progress of the banquet!

But in the current world line, because of Mu En's small kindness, everything has become different.

The manpower hired by the head maid from outside overnight became the only flaw in the strict Duke's Mansion today!

"But this is too outrageous. We searched for someone all night long last night!"

I believe that the head maid also knows about the issues of safety and trust, and immediately executed the order from Mu En!

The purpose is not to give outsiders with evil intentions time to react.

But even so, assassins still sneaked in among those who were recruited.

"Could it be that someone is keeping an eye on the Duke's Palace 24 hours a day?"

Mu En thought hard and could only come up with what she thought was the most likely conclusion.

However, any conjecture is actually of no help to his actual situation!

He is still standing on the edge of death because of his own fault!

"For now, I can only wait and pray quietly that Celcia can defeat the assassin. A weakling like me can't do anything."

"Huh? Wait? For me, is it a good ending for Celcia to win...?"

"The assassin's target is obviously Celcia!"

Mu En's eyes widened suddenly, because in this desperate situation, he unexpectedly thought of unexpected hope.

That's right.

As long as Celcia dies here, what happened to me and her...

Won’t no one know?

…

When Mu En fell into self-tangle, the battle situation on the field also suddenly changed.

The maid once again showed her initial speed and turned into an afterimage, avoiding the ice thorns that Celcia had condensed like countless blades.

Ice thorns covered all the footholds under the maid's feet. Even if she escaped the first attack, she would have nowhere to escape, just like a prey caught in a trap full of spikes.

But when she reappeared, it was as if she had lost all weight, falling from the air lightly, stepping on the tip of the ice thorn that would pierce her with just a little force, standing alone, as graceful as the dance on the tip of a knife. By.

"Some sort of short burst of footwork, and...gravity magic."

Celecia's eyes darkened slightly, and the more she saw through the maid's methods, the more serious her thoughts became.

"There is no sign of magic being activated. Is it attached to some kind of prop?"

"You are truly worthy of Your Highness Celcia."

The maid's right eye flashed with a strange purple light.

"You can see through my moves right away."

"It's because you underestimate me too much."

Celecia narrowed her eyes and sneered:

"You attack me head-on like this. Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"

"No, we have paid enough attention to Her Highness Celcia."

The maid's gaze swept over Celcia's lower body without leaving a trace, and a smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth:

“And despite clearly having a certain advantage, Her Highness Celcia did not take the initiative to attack. Doesn’t this mean that the timing is correct at this moment?

after all--

Your Highness Celcia is also a woman. As long as you are a woman, experiencing that kind of thing for the first time or in such an intense situation will always affect your physical strength...or other abilities. "

"you--"

For the first time, Celcia was so angry that she lost her temper:

"Do you want me to tear your dirty, smelly mouth apart in a while?"

"Haha, as an assassin, I shouldn't have so many words.

but……"

The maid suddenly stopped smiling and her eyes were as cold as iron.

"Sometimes, assassins also need to delay, don't they?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a harsh buzzing sound.

Then the whole room began to tremble, as if it was experiencing a magnitude 8 earthquake.

Golden runes suddenly appeared on the walls, floor, and ceiling of the room, as if they were squeezed out from the inside of the wall, and they were squirming.

Holy golden light bloomed from the runes and enveloped everyone.

"Hurry up, I won't last long."

It was a completely soundproof room, but a weak voice came from outside.

"Don't worry, it will be quick."

The maid suddenly raised her left hand.

There is a container in his hand that contains bright red liquid.

【prayer】

The world suddenly became completely silent, leaving only the solemn reading of the maid.

A flash of horror flashed in Celcia's eyes, and at the next moment, countless ice spines condensed in anger and rushed towards the maid again, but were temporarily suppressed by those golden runes.

[With the blood of a hundred children’s hearts, I offer sacrifices here to the God of Molten World, the Lord of Red Sun, and the great King of Blight]

The maid crushed the container, and the blood from the hearts of a hundred children slowly flowed, but it was strangely unaffected by gravity, winding and circling like a snake.

【ask】

【Give it to me】

[Suppress the power of wind and snow]

Click.

Kaka.

Like a vortex of black hole, slowly emerging from nothingness.

An unspeakable breath of terror escaped from the whirlpool, making everyone breathless.

A dry palm suddenly stretched out from the whirlpool, its fingers spread out, as if asking for something.

The maid respectfully offered her blood.