"Dear Sidvia, you are so beautiful!"

"In the midst of the noise, others only feel fear, but I see heaven in it. All the good is in you! ”

"Beautiful Sidvia, I love you!"

"Your fair skin is so delicate! Your soft hair shimmers like the sun! Your deep eyes sparkle with diamonds! ”

"The first time I saw you, my soul trembled! The flowers that bloom on the prairie in spring are less than one-ten-thousandth as beautiful as yours...."

After that, there was a whole bunch of sweet words. Boret didn't look any further, but focused on his consciousness and found Hegil there.

"Is her hair blonde?" Boret asked.

"I don't know." Hegill said. "Who's in charge of this?"

That's right.... For the demon, perhaps more concerned with the magician's brutal experiments and how to escape. Bole looked at Patch. "Have you found someone to recite?"

"Him." Patch pointed to a well-proportioned, well-dressed man with handsome features and pale blond hair in the distance.

"Philip." He then introduced. "Read love letters or something, he can do it well. That's the only thing he can do well, can he? ”

"It couldn't be more appropriate." Boret looked around. "Those good dolls, can the contents of them kill that skeleton?"

"If it eats it." Patch said. "It's all things that do a lot of damage to undead creatures, blessed holy water... Something like that. ”

"Move a doll... Women, come over here and let it take up arms, can it be done? ”

"Yes. What exactly are you going to do? ”

"Get everyone out." Boret said softly. "Let him read it. Halfway through the reading, let this doll..."

He made a gesture to shoot.

"Are you crazy? That's my teammate! Patch looked left and right. Impossible..."

"You have to cooperate to do it." Borex interrupted him. "Love letters attract Miss Sidvia's attention, but they don't move her."

"That's right." Patch said. "Then..."

But in her heart, it will have a good feeling. Even if the other party who has been in love for a long time and confesses that he doesn't like him, women will always have a good impression because of this kind of thing. And at this time, sudden death will cut off this good feeling. ”

Patch was silent this time, looking thoughtful. When Boret saw him like this, he went on.

"That's why dolls have to be women." Boreh said. "How do you think a woman would react to seeing another woman kill a man who was reciting a love letter to herself? Especially since she's already launched several attacks before and can take out the other party with ease? ”

"This—" Patch visibly faltered.

Because, in the past--- when Bore's words could be said in the past, in the most dangerous and at a loss, this kind of plan could not help but be unmoved.

"But what if the team pursues it after the fact?" After a moment, Patch asked. "Murder teammates..."

"Save the whole team." Boreh stared at him. "It's about saving the whole team, isn't it? To do this, a little sacrifice is essential and beneficial. Is it better to win like this than to have skeletons strike again and again, and your teammates die one after another? Or is it not as good as his life to die a teammate? ”

Patch's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. This time, it took a while for him to speak. "Will it be successful..."

Hearing such a question, Bolie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. "Of course. This is a plan based on the character of this lady and is almost foolproof. Of course, if the doll's stuff can't kill her, then I can't help it. ”

"I'll prepare." Patch said, turning to leave. But it stopped. "I'll say to the regimental commander, so that..."

"Nope." Borek categorically vetoed it. "Don't overdo it. What should I do if the head of the regiment tells someone else? He asks for delay, what do you do? The person who heard it happened to be in love with this little white face, what should I do? ”

"You do what I say, and it's foolproof. At such a critical moment, you must act immediately, and you can only rely on yourself. If that regimental leader is really good, why did we end up like this? ”

“... All right. Patch's face changed a few times, and finally, he nodded. Hopefully it will succeed, or else..."

He didn't say, 'I won't let you go,' but Boreh understood.

"It's cunning, boy." After Patch left, Hajill said in his consciousness. "I don't see it."

"The weak always have to find a way to survive." Boret looked at Patch's figure and replied. "He was so cooperative, but it was beyond expectations."

"Because I'm scared. Hey. Hajill said. I could feel that he was able to maintain his current appearance, without shaking or collapsing to the ground, and he had done his best. ”

"Really? That's good. Boreh said. Hope everything goes well. ”

"Hey, what if you can't do it?" Hajill laughed again. "You're going to die."

"Who knows?" Borex sighed softly. "The gap in strength is too big. The only thing that can be counted on is the enemy's doom. ”

"Haha, this is something you can rely on." Hajill laughed. "You remember, I was going to use this to escape, Halwick's follow-up method."

"Yes." Boreh said. "How can you forget? But there's only so much that can be done now. I hope that the gentleman is only worried about you escaping, and not about his sister escaping; I also hope that he is busy with other things and has no time to pay attention here. ”

As he said this, he looked at Podrick in the distance.

They were attacked like that. Maybe... Everyone else on the field was attacked in their own ways. Although I may be sorry for the head of the regiment and everyone when I think about it this way, I still hope that they can help share a little pressure here.

Boret was thinking this when he saw in the distance, Patch came out of the break room carrying a woman with the same clothes and hair color as Donia.

Is that a puppet? It seems to be made in the form of Donia.

Next, Patch put her in a corner, then walked over to Philip, took out a love letter, and said something to him. Immediately, he said something to the people around him.

Next, the execution begins.

Boreh took a deep breath and felt his heart beat fast. If he fails, Patch will definitely put the blame on himself. But there is no need to worry too much about this, anyway, no matter how he justifies it, he can't figure himself out.

Hopefully, the enemy's doom will work and everything will work out.