After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

In the past, Oswald always wondered why most of the protagonists were simple-minded people.

Now Oswald understood: it was because their problem-solving approach was incredibly simple, so simple that it seemed unbelievable, yet one had to admit it made some sense.

Q: How to solve the problem of a cursed being whose body can regenerate infinitely, possesses undead characteristics, cannot be trapped by matter, and represents the power of death?

The brave man replied: It's simple, I'll just get her pregnant.

Leaving aside the minor issues of Lilith's current state, whether she is considered undead or not, and whether she can still get pregnant.

Oswald is now more concerned with how Thorne's mind works, and why his solution seems so reasonable in this erotic world...

You're the embodiment of death, right? But you stopped the moment you were born!

Oswald returned to the ground and looked at Thorne, who had jumped into the deep pit. He and Jenny, who was beside him, frowned in unison, their faces showing distress.

Because they all seem to have overlooked one thing.

Thorne unbuttoned his shirt, turned to look at the two of them, and said awkwardly, "Um, could you two please leave for a moment?"

Oswald remained silent for a long while, then pinched his temples hard and gritted his teeth, saying, "No, if I leave, who knows what you'll be doing down there, whether you'll be making babies?"

Go ahead and do it. I've seen it in games before anyway, so what's the harm in seeing it in person?

Damn, how did I suddenly unlock the Magic Mirror achievement...?

Thorne slowly took off his clothes, took a deep breath, and with trembling hands withdrew his hand from Lilith's outstretched body. He turned around and pleaded, "Your Grace, could you please turn your backs to me? We're all acquaintances. It would be so awkward if we met again later."

"Has anyone ever told you you're troublesome?" Oswald retorted speechlessly. You were the one who proposed the plan, and you were the one who pulled the belt. Did you really think I wanted to see it?

With an impatient wave of his hand, Oswald summoned a soldier, whispered a few words in his ear, and the soldier immediately obeyed and headed into the city.

After waiting for a while, Thorne, who was standing in the deep pit, discovered that Oswald and Janet had left sometime earlier.

Several blankets were thrown down, and Thorne caught them blankly. He saw the soldiers set up benches at the edge of the pit, and soon several old ladies walked over shakily, sat in a row on the benches, and gave him kind smiles.

Thorne: ...

Oswald's voice came from not far away, "Do your job, execute your little tricks well, and don't think about running away, or you won't be treated like this next time."

After setting up camp near the deep pit, Oswald and Janet sat down to rest.

After taking a sip of the hot tea offered by the soldiers, Jenny sighed softly, brushing the dirt off her long hair as she looked at Oswald's dark right hand.

In the end, it was His Excellency the Duke who bore the brunt of it all... The nobles of the central district of the kingdom are truly beyond redemption.

Oswald lit his pipe, and noticing Jenny's gaze, smiled calmly. "You must be tired from your long journey. After dinner, please get some rest."

Perhaps even Oswald can't compare to Janice in terms of long-term vision.

She always appears at crucial moments to solve the most critical problems, but the power of that bracelet is far stronger than Oswald imagined, and it can even interfere with the giant eye.

It's safe to say that this is indeed a precious relic of the Rain Witch and the Great Magician.

Cheers came from the old women in the deep pit not far away. If nothing unexpected happened, Thorne had already begun his plan.

……

In my dream, flowers bloom in profusion, sunlight spills across the earth, warms the spring breeze, and gently caresses the water's surface.

I haven't dreamed in a long time, so what does this dream mean?

Lilith smiled, but when she opened her eyes, a face covered in sweat appeared out of nowhere. Thorne was busy and seemed not to have noticed that she had woken up.

Huh? What happened? Was it a series of dreams?

Lilith silently lowered her gaze, even more bewildered.

Well, Thorne can be a bit impatient sometimes. Anyway, he's her man, so what else can she do but spoil him?

"Young man, take a break and come up for a meal."

The old lady's voice suddenly rang out, and Lilith's eyes widened. She pushed away the panting Thorne and stared blankly at the several kind old ladies above.

Grabbing the blanket tightly around herself, Lilith, her face flushed, scolded Thorne, "What are you doing! Why are you doing this in front of so many people?!"

Silently pulling up his pants, Thorne sat down beside her, covering his face tightly with his hands.

It wasn't because he was embarrassed, but because he no longer knew how to face all of this.

"We can't escape, Lilith. This is the only way I can think of to save you."

Lilith touched her warm lower abdomen, still puzzled.

"Save me? But I'm here to save you, Thorne. Don't worry, no one in this world can..."

She froze, memories of Oswald devouring her limbs flooding her mind. She had indeed become a powerful being, but Oswald was also an absolute monster.

So that's how it is... Lilith quickly accepted the fact that she had been defeated. Thorne was just bait thrown out by Oswald; from beginning to end, Oswald's target was only her.

"I'm glad you're alright, Thorne."

Lilith leaned on Thorne's shoulder, perhaps because she had calmed down considerably afterward. She didn't care about anything anymore; just seeing him again and being by his side was enough.

Tears welled up between Thorne's fingers. From the moment Duke Oswald stood tall and firm in the storm, raising his hand to fight back against the wrath of heaven, Thorne had vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

After the last time Duke Oswald suffered such a fate, he became an undead and lost his eyes; this time, the Duke was almost completely annihilated...

What exactly is that power? If the goddess hadn't left this world, why would she help the cursed incarnation fight against the Duke who guards humanity?

So what... what hero chosen by a goddess, what destined savior!

It's just that those strong individuals are unwilling to be manipulated by some kind of will! That's why the title of hero is so easily bestowed upon them!

Among the younger generation, he is on par with Mr. Paul in terms of talent, but when it comes to effort and character, he can't even catch up with Mr. Paul.

Not to mention the distant Duke of Oswald.

"Don't cry, Thorne. Do you know, this is our third life together. I awakened the memories of my first life after I became a curse."

Lilith smiled and recalled, "In our first life, we lived happily ever after."

"What about the others?" Thorne pulled out a handkerchief to wipe away his tears, his eyes red as he muttered, "We went back in time again, didn't we? What happened to us then?"

The smile vanished instantly, and Lilith gritted her teeth, "It was Annie and Nicole, they betrayed you."

Thorne shook his head and took her hand. "Really, Lilith, you really didn't experience anything?"

Lilith remained silent, nestled close to Thorne, and slowly began to speak.

Several elderly women at the edge of the pit twitched their ears and their eyes gleamed. They quickly and discreetly pulled out paper and pens.

Northern Territory Intelligence Bureau, Green Canyon City Branch Member, proudly online!