Chapter 52: The so-called great death
"I know you don't want much, because so am I, we're both greedy but easily satisfied wolfhounds. But ah...... Even if it's for Remilia, you should live as long as you can, right?"
Wang's aggressive posture retreated, in fact, it was difficult for him to show his fangs to the people he cared about, and he had only been driven by anger before.
As long as it's still someone he cares about.
"Wolfdog, are you a wolf, am I a dog?"
Sixteen Yasakiya asked expressionlessly, causing the boy to raise an eyebrow in displeasure.
"Don't change the subject - then the minions, the minions will always do. ”
No, I'm serious. The girl thought to herself. Although you and I are equally other-centered and willing to be servants, we seem to be the same, but we are fundamentally different. I am the only eldest lady who is the first to look forward, but you are actually the second lady who is influenced by you, and between the two of you, you are the dominant position.
If it weren't for the great karma between Second Miss and the Red Devil Pavilion, he would never have stayed here, right?
Sixteen Nights Sakuya could imagine that if Flandoro really turned against Remilia one day, then Wang Hui would definitely not hesitate to cut off the connection between herself and the Red Devils and remove them from her heart.
The head maid faintly felt that Wang Hao had a realm in his heart that he didn't know very well, and the people in it could enjoy his most sincere care and love, while those outside of it were treated like grass mustard - grass mustard, it didn't matter how to deal with it.
It's nothing if it's just that, and the psychology of many demons is like this. And what makes Wang Yu feel terrifying is that he distinguishes the two too absolutely, even if he sacrifices his life for it in the last second, as long as he is eliminated from that circle, the next moment he can strangle it with a smile.
Thin and cool by nature.
The girl remembered the conclusion of the Seven Yao Magic Envoy to Wang Hui after a rampage incident, and she had also asked the boy about this situation intentionally or unintentionally, and Wang Hui also revealed that he was not like this before, and how could he have so many best friends if he had a wide range of friends in the original world.
In this regard, the head maid can only attribute it to the influence of nothingness on him.
"The eldest lady once told me that the lifespan of human beings is only a moment in her eyes, and there is no difference between 100 years and 200 years. In this case, it is better for me to burst out with my brightest light in this short moment, so that the eldest lady will recall in the future that it was the most perfect and chic sixteenth night. ”
Wang Hao smiled bitterly: "This is the reason why you are reckless?"
Since ancient times, people with a calm and serious personality have nothing to do with the word "chic", and Sixteen Nights Sakuya can only get the title of "perfect and chic servant" because Remilia likes a beautiful and chic maid.
So she's the perfect dashing servant.
Your will, my mission.
"That's right, this has nothing to do with the eldest lady's request, it's my personal will. ”
After getting along for such a long time, Sixteen Nights Sakuya also figured out some of Wang Hao's habits. He will hardly interfere with the will of others, as he is......
"I respect other people's choices. The boy still had a helpless smile on his face, but he reached out and stopped the head maid who was still about to say something.
"But have you ever thought that the Pavilion Master is only five hundred years old so far, and as a time-space controller, your lifespan should theoretically reach two to three times that of ordinary people, that is, between two hundred and forty and three hundred and sixty years. Let's make the most conservative estimate, assuming that the lifespan you would be able to use in a normal timeline is one hundred and fifty years – no, one hundred years. And how much of the time we spent with you took up Remilia's life?"
Sixteen Night Sakuya shook her head amusedly, although her expression was still unwavering. Wang Hao's eloquence has always been good, according to his own words, this is called Mouth Cannon Lv3, and the concept of stealing just now is really beautiful. It's just that how can the head maid not be able to tell the difference between "lifespan" and "age"?
"You can't count it like that, Wang Yu. Don't try to lie to me, the life span of the eldest lady is endless, and compared to it, my short hundred years are just an instant. ”
"Ha, who can predict what will happen in the future? Don't you understand, what we have...... Only now. ”
The god with an endless lifespan smiled calmly, the shadow of death that hung over his head at all times made the boy see these things more clearly than Sixteen Wild Sakuya.
"The past cannot be changed, the future is unpredictable, only the present is in our hands. So in all fairness, Sakiya, do you think the owner wants you to be nice by her side, or is it not by her side?"
The answer is unequivocal, and this is more of an argument than a question. Everyone in the Red Devil Pavilion knows that Remilia can't do without Sixteen Nights, and the relationship between them is a combination of love, family, friendship, and other emotional bonds, which cannot be separated.
"But the eldest lady said ......"
"You don't care what she says, at least not for the time being. ”
Wang Yu gently but resolutely interrupted Sixteen Nightsakiya's words, and although he was still smiling, a faint anger lit up in those dark eyes.
"Put aside the influence of the Pavilion Master on you for the time being, and answer me with your, Sixteen Nights Sakiya's true heart, no, I knew that answer from the beginning. Answer yourself with your own heart, Sakiya, do you want to stay by the side of the owner for a few more moments, even for a moment. ”
Do you still need to ask?
Yes, of course.
The girl was silent for a long time, she was always not good at lying, in front of her friends.
“…… But—"
"Where did you come from so much, but !......"
Sixteen Nights Sakuya could feel that at that moment, Wang Yu really wanted to be angry.
But he seemed to remember something, and then he fell into decay again. The anger swelled and fell to the bottom, just like the young man's head hanging down at the moment.
“…… Tsundere ruined his life, the ancients were honest and did not deceive me...... Lao Tzu, I have to work part-time psychological counseling every day, and my salary is still pitiful, and I have to suffer from the anger of that dead little girl every day...... Believe it or not, I'm going to flip the table and quit......"
Wang Hao muttered something in a hurry, and finally it all turned into a long sigh. He raised his head slowly, and a certain temperament changed in the young man's body, just like the warm Qingtan instantly turned into a cold three feet, with a full of malice, sharp and bone-piercing.
The young man condescendingly squinted at Sixteen Nightsaki, and the head maid looked back calmly, as if Wang Yu did not have an arbitrary and evil smile on his face.
Wang Hao slowly bent down and pressed her lips close to the maid's ear. The icy breath echoed in the stagnant world with a low voice full of vicious pleasure, causing Sixteen Nightsaki's pupils to shrink suddenly, as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Actually, you're just making excuses for yourself. Isn't it right to deceive yourself with the excuse that 'the eldest lady likes me who is perfect and dashing' and hide the jealousy in your heart at the same time?"
Sixteen Nights Sakiya slashed off the boy's head, and the head slowly rolled in the air......
Smile like a flower.