Chapter 1270: Self-Help (Part II)

Outside the door was the heavy wheezing sound of Hunter.

He hated Isaac so much that he wanted to kill that bastard with a sword if he could.

But he didn't have the slightest suspicion about this 'Isaac'.

Because in Hunter's impression, Isaac is such a rude, bastard, flamboyant and even slightly crazy guy.

Chu He cleverly hid his plan under Isaac's original character.

In the most rude and crazy way, gradually get closer to your goal.

Chu He would not have the slightest doubt that in this amethyst castle, his life and death were in the hands of that amethyst earl.

He is not the immortal Great Luo Golden Immortal Chu He of the Great Luo Heavens, but an individual who only has the soul of Chu He.

Although there may be an immortal essence mixed in his soul, this cannot change the painful fact that he is just an ordinary person.

Of course, this is also Chu He's own choice.

Only the most innumerable and strictly supervised ordinary people can escape the gaze of those who are at the level of truth.

can make him truly like a drop of water, quietly integrating into this world and this universe.

He has to be very careful with every step he takes, because he won't get a chance to do it again.

"I'll go to Lord Earl, but... I can't guarantee that Lord Earl will come to see you. If... I'm just saying if, Lord Earl comes. Then I want you to keep your mouth in check and never talk nonsense again. Otherwise, I swear to the God of Weapons, and I will surely make you feel regret that penetrates from your soul. Hunter said.

Chu He was slightly nervous for a moment, but his attitude was very normal, which was in line with the emotions he should have at the moment.

The gods are only one link on the path to truth.

They are a special process, not an end.

This concept is categorically different from the Immortal Dao civilization.

And the gods have immeasurable influence and control over all the worlds of this universe.

Unbelievers are very rare.

People are accustomed to talking about the gods they believe in.

Chu He knew very well that in this special period, the gods would use their followers as their eyes to monitor everything.

He couldn't feel it at the moment, but he could imagine that the God of Weapons must have had a thought in his mind, even if he was the slightest bit strange. In a special period, under the strict dogma set by the Truth Supreme, he will be immediately bombarded into scum.

"Hah, Hunter, you're the head of the guard, and I... Isaac was just a small squire. Even if... I climbed into the Countess's bed and did something for the Count that he was supposed to do. But I'm just a guard, why should you be afraid of me?

"If you haven't done anything wrong, Hunter... My friend, my brother, you don't have to be afraid of me. Have you forgotten? We used to drink rye wine together at the Red Nose Tavern, and we clinked glasses together. Chu He perfectly expressed his will according to Isaac's habit of speaking.

Isaac would have been a daring bastard with little to no fear.

If this were not the case, how could ordinary guards, even if they were tempted, dare to have a hearty and lingering battle with the hostess in the master room of the Amethyst Castle in broad daylight?

Hunter was angry with Chu He's words.

He was furious, but he couldn't think about it.

I can only leave angrily.

Chu He waited quietly.

Take advantage of this time to continue to organize your thoughts, and scavenge for memories inherited from Isaac, looking for any clues that can be used.

Isaac is a bastard!

That's pretty much the consensus of those who know him.

"An idle gangster, an idler with no serious career or job, was recruited by Amethyst Castle to become the countess's guard because he hastily learned some crop tricks... Heh··· I, Chu He, dare to swear by my integrity, there must be something strange in this. It seems that Isaac is a pawn against the countess. ”

"It's a pity... What is the origin of this countess, what kind of past does the Count of Amethyst have with the countess, and even... Grievances are not what Isaac had the opportunity to come into contact with before. In fact, the young Isaac, dominated by his own hormones, seemed to have very little else on his mind other than alcohol and women. Although... A lot··· I mean, most young people at this age are actually pretty much the same. Chu He rubbed his eyebrows, and his face still had that slightly crazy and flamboyant expression.

After a few more moments, more noisy footsteps approached.

Chu He's spirit was shocked, and he knew that the most critical test was coming.

He sorted out his emotions and substituted his personality into Isaac's state of mind, keeping only his own intelligence.

Bang dang!

The tin door of the cell was opened.

A middle-aged man with blond hair, a slightly short stature, a long hooked nose, and slightly cloudy eyes stood outside the door.

Whether from the aesthetic standards of Westerners or Orientals, this is a guy who can be called ugly.

On the left side of his face, there is a black birthmark, like a turtle, which is imprinted on his face.

"The Amethyst family has ruled Velvet City for hundreds of years, and according to the general theory of genetics, if every Amethyst Earl marries a very beautiful wife, then it is impossible to give birth to such an ugly thing in this generation. Even if... It was a bit of a surprise, but the earl seemed to have brothers and sisters, but they were all expelled by him. So... What made this earl have his current status and rule the entire Velvet City with this 'unsightly' attitude?" Chu He's mind quickly flashed his analysis.

However, according to the habit, the body clasped his hands to his chest, bent down slightly, and assumed a non-standard posture.

"Good day, Lord Earl, Guard Isaac, greetings. Chu He's voice carried a trace of oiliness that could not be washed away.

I believe that everyone who hears this greeting will feel like a piece of undercooked raw meat fat has been suddenly stuffed into their mouth, which is oily and greasy, and difficult to swallow.

"I heard Hunter say you want to see me. ”

"Then Isaac, you prisoner who has been punished for capital crimes, what do you want to say to me?" As a cuckolded male protagonist, Count Amethyst behaved very calmly, calm as if he didn't care about this matter at all.

The guess in Chu He's heart was a little clearer.

"Is it after success, subconsciously slack, or doesn't care about a small person like me at all? If my idea is true, then his current state is not quite in line with the character setting!" Chu He thought in his heart, but he made a different expression on his face.

"Great Count of Amethyst, I once offered my loyalty to you under the witness of the Lord of Justice. I think that even if it happens... My loyalty to you cannot be questioned for such a thing. So allow me... To your allegiance guards, state my justification for my actions. ”

"Believe me, you say you see, and what happens, everything can be explained. ”