Guide To Save The Yandere Villains Chapter 109: Taming a big devil (4)

Here, why are you crazy?

Before Si Tu could react, the thin man in front of him grabbed her wrist and fell down.

Si Tu was really brought down by him for a while, and choked on the ashes in his nose.

"Miss, are you okay?"

A gentle male voice came from above her head, and a wide palm appeared in front of her.

Patting the stained dress, Si Tu stood up straight and looked at the person in front of him.

White bronzing sacrificial robe covers his body, and his curly blond hair is like a holy light.

It looks like a dog.

Drip, the hero of this plane appears

Naturally withdrew his palm, Temple smiled warmly, and gave Situ a noble salute in a gentlemanly manner,

"Miss Si Tu, long time no see."

Has she met him?

"The last time we met at the royal banquet."

Seeing her full of doubts, Temple explained.

Unfortunately, Si Tu has no plan to reminisce with him.

"Maybe, but I still have something to do, so I won't bother you."

Fortunately, the carriage was not far from here, so Situ summoned his servants to help the fainted Sasim into the carriage.

"Wait."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Temple immediately ran after her.

"Is there anything else, sir?"

Louis Temple is the youngest son of Louis XIV. He was sent to the Temple of Light to be trained since he was a child, and he is now the high priest of the Temple of Light.

He represents the will of the God of Light.

If Sassim is the ultimate darkness, then Temple is the ultimate light.

But in that catastrophe, even if you are a high priest, you can't escape the fate of death.

"Please forgive my disrespect, God of Light, I want to ask Miss Si Tu for someone."

Temple's pupils are clear, like a diamond without any impurities.

If Agatha was here, she would definitely not refuse the request from the God of Light.

Unfortunately, Si Tu has no intention of sympathizing with the fragrance and cherishing the jade.

"If it's him, I think I'm going to ask the God of Light for forgiveness."

Si Tu was half joking, but his tone didn't back down in the slightest.

Because she knew that the person he was asking for was Samuel.

It's just that Temple is in the Hall of Light, so how does he know where Sasim is?

Temper was full of disappointment, but the cultivation of the royal family in his bones did not allow him to entangle him any longer.

"No, the God of Light will bless every believer, especially a beautiful person like Miss Situ."

Templ stepped out of the way, his handsome face glistening in the sunlight.

Bless every believer in it?

Si Tu pulled down the white gauze of his top hat, raised his red lips, and smiled lightly,

"It is my honor to be able to bathe with the high priest under the light of the God of Light."

How much people believe in it now, how much they will hate it in the future.

When the gods lose their aura, all this becomes ridiculous.

The carriage went to the Magritte family estate.

The butler came out to greet him, and was startled when he saw the man covered in blood on the carriage.

Just as I was about to say something about etiquette, Si Tu stared back,

"Help him to the guest room, and let the doctor clean his wound."

In short, she didn't want to deal with this dirty person.

How do you want him to die?

Si Tu was holding scented tea, and his eyes fell on the endless garden outside the window.

Red roses are growing wantonly, and the morning dew has not yet fully dripped, so delicate and charming.

It made her think of the blood feast that night.

Why don't the host try to get along with him first?

The system trembles inexplicably. It seems that the host has a big psychological shadow on the villains of this plane.

Heh, who wants to get along with this dog man.

"Miss Si Tu, come up and take a look."

The maid hurried downstairs, her voice anxious.

"What's the matter, are you flustered?"

Placing down the scented tea, Si Tu gracefully stood up.

"It's the guest you brought back, he, he doesn't want us to get close."

Even took out a sharp dagger and waved them back.

Those red eyes are scary to look at.

But since they are Miss's distinguished guests, they can't take tough measures.

"I'll go up and have a look, and I'll let the doctor come up in a while."

He's such an annoying guy.

With graceful steps, Si Tu came to the room and knocked symbolically on the door.

Seeing that no one responded, Si Tu pushed the door open, and the curtains were drawn to cover the last glimmer of light.

The darkness was with her, and her eyes fell on the round bed, but there was no shadow of him.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind was felt, and Si Tu was pushed against the cold wall.

On the delicate neck is a gleaming dagger.

Is he on her neck?

"Who are you and why are you saving me?"

Sasim pressed her thin arm against her shoulder and spoke fiercely, but the dagger did not move forward.

It seems that it is not completely ungrateful.

"Status Magritte, the master you will serve for the rest of your life."

Looking directly into his eyes, Si Tu raised his chin, tiptoed to his ear,

"Hey, call me master."

Sure enough, the dagger retreated as she advanced.

The system hiding in the space is trembling, is this Lord God of War?

Every day, he jumps repeatedly on the verge of death.

Looking at the dagger gradually moving away from him, Si Tu's red lips curled up, and his violet eyes were as dazzling as jewels.

Blindly being nice to him may not necessarily take his guard off.

Step by step is the best strategy.

A familiar scent lingered on the tip of his nose, Sam retracted the dagger, but his arms still restrained her.

"Are the master's eyes enchanted by a witch?"

So beautiful, it shines brighter than any other jewelry in this world.

Good to see, he wants to dig it out with his own hands and keep it by his side.

"Sassim, my name, dedicate all my loyalty to my dear master."

Sa Sim half-kneeled in front of Situ, his expression hidden in the darkness, and a dark light surged in his eyes.

Huh, master?

A lady from a noble family is also worthy to be his master?

But he needs time to grow up, and temporarily bowing his head does not mean that he will surrender forever.

He yelled like his master, but he was really reluctant

But seeing his bowed head and docile appearance, Si Tu is still in a good mood.

Rubbing the top of his hair, Si Tu half squatted in front of him, looking at him level,

"Go to the bathroom to wash yourself, and a doctor will come to treat your wound later."

This face is superb, but it's a pity that this temperament is unruly.

The meekness on the surface is just waiting for the next opportunity to show their fangs.

Si Tu will not understand this truth.

So she needs to do it as soon as possible.

Boom boom——

There was a knock on the door, and the maid stood outside, respectfully,

"Miss, Dr. Sean is here."

"I'm going down right now."

Patting Sasim's shoulder lightly, Situ stood up, his movements were still graceful and no fault could be found.

Oh, she is really a hypocritical woman.

At that time, how could he connect her with the God of Light?