The man was once a crew member in Marseille, and he made a lifelong promise with a beautiful lover, living an ordinary life that was no different from ordinary people.

Yet men have fallen into the trap of despicability.

There was no one to help him.

The unwarranted secrets, the betrayal of his best friends, and even the people who control the law stand on his side because of their selfish desires.

This man was sent to the prison tower in the anchorage of Marseille, the island of despair, the city of Yves where legend has it that no one can leave alive.

Locked up in this isolated hell, the man was robbed of time.

Sometimes, he even longed to die of starvation, how desperate.

There, a small guide appeared.

An old sage named 'Father Faria'.

The priest gave the man hope, a tiny ray of light that could burn in hell.

At the cost of the priest's death, the man escaped the prison tower and obtained the treasure of Monte Cristo, which the priest had entrusted to him, and in the outside world, which had already spent fourteen years, the man began to take revenge........

"What's the matter, Count? You seem to be absent-minded. ”

The Earl shook his head: "It's just that it's rare to remember the past........"

"Huh? The story of the Count of Monte Cristo. Liu Yuan tilted his head, "Revenge is the fairest justice, I've always thought so." ”

"Justice? No, that's despicable........ Never mind. ”

The Earl stopped talking, quickened his pace, and Joan of Arc, who followed Liu Yuan, looked at his back with complicated eyes.

An avenger who takes revenge on a world full of meanness and betrayal.

Will his anger disappear on the other side of the enmity?

I, no, are us.

We will save you, Edmund Tangis........

"Are you ready?" As he spoke, the Count pushed open the door, "Welcome to judgment." ”

"Welcome to the Fourth Judgment, between greed—"

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"Da Da Da, Da~"

Nursery rhyme bouncing down the corridors of the Chaldees, her lovely dress swaying up and down as she lifted her legs.

She had just finished her afternoon tea party with little Attila and Sister Heizhen, and it was just when she was in a good mood when she stopped by to visit the Master who was sleeping lazy.

"It's rude~"

Arriving at the infirmary, the automatic door slid open, and the nursery rhyme shouted crisply, and walked in.

But as soon as she found the bed where Master was, she saw a rare scene.

Dr. Roman, who is always bullied by everyone, is crossing his waist, helplessly and angrily reprimanding Sister Matthew, who is flushed, as well as Sister Qingji and Sister Nero.

Did they do anything bad?

Relying on the advantage of height, the nursery rhyme curiously hid behind the curtain and eavesdropped for a while, almost understanding what was going on.

It seems that it was Sister Matthew, who was secretly hiding under Master's bed, and was caught by Dr. Roman, who was on patrol.

Hey, it's naughty, I actually got under the bed, I must be playing hide and seek.

But hiding under Master's bed can be troublesome.

Hehe, unlike the big sisters, Alice (nursery rhyme) is a good child!

After reading the nursery rhyme for a while, he left with a smile.

You can visit Master at any time, so come back in the evening.

But it's really worrying....... Master, can you pass the test of dreams?

"Well, it should be fine, probably!"

"But speaking of which, where did Sister Joan of Arc go, and she didn't attend the afternoon tea party, so she couldn't be found........ I hope she'll come back soon. ”

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Jumping out of the opposite door with a picture book in his arms, it was a little nursery rhyme summoned with a special grail.

"Rejoice!"

The nursery rhyme stopped not far away, suddenly opened the picture book he was holding in his left hand, and shouted, which lifted Liu Yuan's spirits.

"She is the king of the Yellow Atlas who combines the power of the Yellow Map of the world, transcends time and space, and understands the past and the future! It's called—"

"Little Yellow Book!"

Liu Yuan: (??????)

Joan of Arc: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

Earl: Σ ( ゚ロ ゚; )

"I'm telling you, my book is amazing!" The nursery rhyme closes the little yellow book and holds it high above his head, and the [R18] circled with red paint in the lower right corner of the book shines.

Liu Yuan was shocked with admiration: "This, is this ——?! ”

"That's right!" The nursery rhyme straightened up her little chest and shouted proudly: "This is the legend of the little yellow book that collects all the yellow pictures of the past and the future, and the immeasurable eons of life!" I am the little yellow book, the little yellow book is me! In this world, all the yellow pictures are mine!! ”

"Oooo!!!oo

Joan of Arc opened her mouth blankly: "Little yellow...... What? ”

"It's actually a little yellow book." There was surprise in the earl's eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of longing for pain........

Books full of the world's most primitive desires have appeared!

"I want it, I want it!" Liu Yuan shouted with his eyes shining.

"Shut up, you shameful thing." The Count slammed his fist down, "This is a trial you must cross. What's more, there is no such thing as a record of the Little Yellow Book in this world! ”

"If you don't look at it, how do you know if you don't!"

However, Liu Yuan did not give in at all.

"Without observations, the contents of the Little Yellow Book are unknown! I'd like to call this theory Schrödinger's Little Yellow Book! ”

"Little Yellow Book, Little Yellow Book, Little Yellow Book, annoying. If you want it so much, it's better to let the woman over there masturbate it for you. ”

The Count glanced at Joan of Arc, whose face was as red as an apple.

"This, this kind of thing....... Phew! ”

"I can't betray Xiao You." Liu Yuan was as serious as a priest facing a pagan, "It has accompanied me for more than 20 years, am I still human if I abandon it!" ”

The Count sneered and ignored him, but Joan of Arc's eyes were a little sad.

Looking at their beautiful and wandering appearance, the nursery rhyme on the other side was so angry that his mouth bulged.

"I actually look down on the great little yellow book, I want to make you pay! Manifest, my Noble Phantasm—[Nursery Rhyme]!! ”

The treasure that reflects Master's heart, in the case of the nursery rhyme without the master, reflects her own heart.

That is, the legend has collected all the records of the Yellow Book.

In an instant, there were countless blood-pumping young ladies in this dark arena, tall, short, fat and thin, and there were even many familiar two-dimensional characters mixed in it, and the one who walked in front happened to have a Joan of Arc with a chest as big as a cow........

"Wow~" Liu Yuan covered his face with his hands, his eyes passed through his fingers, and he earned the boss.

"Don't look at it!"

Joan of Arc was embarrassed and slapped Liu Yuan in the face, it was useless to let the latter struggle hard, she could hold him firmly with one hand.

The earl didn't have Liu Yuan's embarrassment reaction, but just glanced at it with appreciative eyes, two eyes, three eyes........ Then, with a wave of his hand, a fire burned all these ragged young ladies.

"These things alone can't shake me....... Anything else? ”

"Don't underestimate the little yellow book records!" Nursery rhyme yells angrily.

In the next hour, the Earl eliminated the nursery rhyme wave by wave The young lady who could make the book permanently sealed, after the annihilation, continued to make provocative words, the nursery rhyme was angry, and more young ladies were summoned, and so on.

After an hour like this, the Earl finally squeezed the nursery rhyme alive........

It is certainly a good thing to destroy the enemy without a single soldier.

It's just that after the incident, Joan of Arc's eyes seem to be a little dazzling.......

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