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Chapter Seventy-Five: The Cage

She pinched the back of her hand hard to make herself sober, and she was thinking about something impossible, the two of them had already made a marriage contract with each other, and the secret party and the demon party were no matter how closely they cooperated, what future could they have? I can see things clearly, why are I still delusional.

It's delusional.

She smiled coldly, and even laughed out loud.

"What are you doing?"

She looked up suddenly, and looked up to see that it was Roland.

She reacted to the dream, put away the things on the table, and put them into the silver box with the same preciousness, grabbing the box without padding anything in a slight panic, and the skin and flesh were corroded and emitted bursts of green smoke.

"Be careful." Roland pulled out a handkerchief and slipped it into her hand for her to cushion. She smiled awkwardly at him, then put the box in a drawer.

"What's wrong?" She smiled slightly unnaturally, then asked him.

"The guest list of the Alliance, the secret party just sent someone." He pressed a piece of paper full of names on the table and looked up to see her expression, "My lord said let the two of us arrange it, and there is also the possibility of recognizing people a little, at least not too rusty." ”

She cautiously glanced at the name on the paper, the expression on her face calmed down for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something, her pupils contracted, but she heard Roland speak, "Without him." ”

She didn't even look up and continued to look at the list, pretending nothing had happened, "Oh. ”

Her heart sank suddenly, did she wish to see him on such an occasion? Why didn't he come? Such an important meeting. Although she is not very familiar with the secret party, at least she knows that at this juncture, who will come and who will not come is almost deciding who will be the next heir. She couldn't help but start worrying, but she found that it was just unwarranted worry, and there was no way or position.

She felt that she was too ridiculous and tangled, and couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth mockingly.

She just didn't know that she was in a bigger cage, and subconscious worry and entanglement were another kind of torture. But it seems that everyone does not want to escape from this kind of cage, and is willing to keep sinking and tangled, and never escape.

"He rarely shows up in front of people, and it's normal to be without him on such occasions." Roland saw what she couldn't hide and explained.

She didn't want to say anything, and she couldn't even say anything more, so she pretended not to care, "Oh." ”

Seeing that she still didn't react, Roland continued, "The leader of the secret party is Lu Sifan, the orthodox heir of the leader of the secret party, and he can't be lazy, because the people sent by the secret party at this critical juncture to establish an heir have almost determined the candidate for the next leader, so this alliance meeting is also very important." He paused and didn't know what to say, but he still spoke, "I heard that the battle for the heir on the secret party side is quite fierce, and Leonard reprimanded him in person the day before yesterday...... Lorenzo, so ......" He looked at Moro's expression, but his heart was a little more lost.

And the resentment that didn't come to the ground, why the hell can he pull all your thoughts so easily?

"I see." She replied quickly, and her heart became heavier.

But unconsciously and quickly fell into another kind of thinking.

And if he is not the next leader?

If he was just a nobleman of the secret party?

What if you really leave Ales?

Is it really the kind of ...... he promised? Dream?

She pinched the back of her hand again, and the pain brought her to her senses, and she was thinking nonsense again.

Even if he wasn't the next leader, what could he do? He was also a member of the Decelli family.

You can't get around, you can't escape, you can't break free.