The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Otherwise, you might not be able to tell that she's faking it.

"Helena?"

Leon tentatively called out to Helena.

Helena did not respond at all; she remained sitting there blankly.

Because Helena knew.

While under the influence of drugs,

She was just a walking corpse who was only interested in drugs. She didn't even know her own name, so if someone called her, she could only pretend she didn't hear them.

Feng Aotian is indeed Feng Aotian!

They are incredibly patient.

in case,

If I went over and kissed her right now

Can she remain so indifferent?

A wicked idea suddenly popped into Leon's mind.

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

Helena is indeed beautiful.

It's not that Leon doesn't like beautiful women,

However, he felt that his first kiss should be given to someone he liked, and he couldn't just give it to anyone.

This is the basic integrity of a good boy.

After all, Leon really isn't a jerk.

On the contrary,

Leon is a very affectionate person.

Being loyal...

That's hard to say.

After all, most boys have a loving heart.

In front of Helena, Leon placed the palace defense map in the drawer of his desk.

Inside the drawer was a slightly worn notebook, which was Leon's forged diary.

From the night I traveled here,

Leon then kept writing in his diary, working overtime.

He felt that his speed...

You could at least get a "hardcore" rating in the "Loli Pack" (a game for young girls).

After completing the diary entries

In the laboratory, Leon used ritual magic and some physical manipulations to make the diary look like it had been used for half a year.

And so, a forged diary was completed.

He deliberately placed the palace defense map and his diary together.

This way, Helena will discover the diary when she steals the palace defense map.

Everyone has curiosity, and Helena was bound to open the diary.

When she opened it, she found it was Leon's diary. As the person she hated most in her heart, she would definitely be curious to read it.

Then she discovered that the diary's contents were related to her. Girls, after all, tend to care about "how others see them," so Helena was bound to keep reading.

She only needs to keep reading, and she will definitely be drawn into the story, and once she is drawn in, she might...

He might give up the idea of ​​killing himself.

of course,

If she still wants to kill me after reading this,

Or perhaps Helena simply wasn't attracted to what she wrote with her terrible writing skills.

So Leon wasn't without a way to save his life.

But in that case

Things will become very complicated.

In order to avoid arousing Helena's suspicion

Leon would certainly not feign leaving to create an opportunity for Helena.

He could only pray that Helena would sneak out of her small room on a dark and windy night and sneak into his study to peek at the palace defense map.

In the original series, Helena is a confident and adventurous girl.

Based on her personality analysis, Leon believed she would definitely risk coming to the study to see the palace defense map.

Having watched the anime, I have a certain understanding of the personalities of the main powerful figures in this world, which can be considered one of Leon's advantages.

Harmful,

Just a few days ago, he was just an ordinary college student hiding under the covers, secretly watching "The Brave and the Stunned." Now, however, he has been forced to become a scheming man, and even tricks and deceives a beautiful young girl like Helena.

simply,

Simply incredible.

After inwardly marveling at the wonder of fate,

Leon then sat back down on the sofa chair by the French windows and continued reading with an air of nonchalance.

And at this moment,

Now that we know the location of the palace's defenses...

Helena was already starting to plan how to get to know this city defense map.

She once cured a Star-level scholar from an empire whose ability was "photographic memory".

There's no need to take the blueprints with her; just one careful look at the city defense map is enough for Helena to memorize the entire blueprint.

Chapter Eight: Morbid

My body feels light and airy.

I have no sense of direction.

It seemed to be rising infinitely, yet also falling endlessly.

Before me was a hazy, gray mist.

Just like the screen of an old black and white television set from the 90s when there was no signal.

Suddenly, a ticking sound came from beside my ears.

The sound echoed in my mind, like morning dew falling into a puddle, rippling and swirling outwards.

Finally, Leon heard it clearly: it was the sound of water droplets falling on a smooth granite slab.

I blinked hard, and the blurriness in my eyes gradually faded, and my vision began to clear.

This place looks like an abandoned storage room.

The floor was jet black.

Earthy gray walls,

A pile of discarded furniture lay not far away.

High up at the four corners of the ceiling,

There are also spider webs everywhere.

this?

Where is this place?

Leon expressed confusion.

Shouldn't I be in the palace?

Struggling,

Leon tried to stand up.

Only then did he realize that he was bound to a wooden chair with strong ropes, and that a black stocking was stuffed into his mouth. This made him want to speak, but he could only make muffled whimpering noises, like a dog that had been kicked.

This is—

Kidnapped?

Leon was completely stunned.

However, after the initial shock subsided, endless fear followed.

Because he was completely unable to move.

The ropes binding him were not simple.

It seems to be able to restrict his spirituality.

This prevented him from casting any spells.

This means he can only sit there and wait to die.

It's like,

You can see the darkness.

You know you are gradually falling into depravity.

But you are powerless to do anything about it.

Leon hated this feeling of helplessness the most.

A conscious depravity

That is the most terrifying form of depravity.

"Hoyle, you're awake?"

A sweet and refreshing voice rang out.

Following the sound, Leon saw a slender figure. It was a white-haired girl with long, silver hair as bright and clear as moonlight, cascading down her snow-white shoulders like a waterfall.

She wore a black Gothic court dress with silk patterns at the neckline and a complex, layered skirt. Beneath the bottom hem, her alluring legs, tightly encased in white stockings, were walking briskly toward her with light steps.

I have to admit, she is a very beautiful girl.

Although Leon's face isn't clearly visible from this position.

However, judging from her temperament and figure,

Leon had a vague feeling.

Of all the girls he's ever met, including those "wives" he'd only ever seen on screen, he absolutely couldn't find anyone whose looks could compare to hers.

As the white fur drew closer,

Her beautiful face, like a flower petal blooming, began to become clearer in Leon's eyes.

This is an extremely stunningly beautiful face.

Even using a timeless verse like "Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers of her face; spring breeze brushes the balustrade, dew is heavy" to describe it would only be an understatement.

only,

Leon's admiration for the girl's pretty face lasted no more than three seconds before fear filled his face.

"Mmmmm."

Leon couldn't help but want to call out that name, but because his mouth was full of black stockings, he could only make incoherent hissing sounds.