The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

But in the depths of her eyes, there is still some unyielding stubbornness, just like an angry little girl, staring at Mu En.

"I'm going, master."

……

"Damn it."

Seeing An like this, a certain string in Mu En's heart seemed to be gently plucked.

Then suddenly his wrath subsides,

then,

Ghostly said:

"Okay, I'll go with you."

[WEB] 67. Whispers of Cupid (Part [-])

"Okay, I'll go with you."

It was a strange coincidence, Mu En said.

"no--"

An was stunned for a moment, then immediately retorted sharply:

"Master, you can't go with me!"

"why?"

"This has nothing to do with the young master, does it? There is no need for the young master to take such a big risk for me!"

"Who said it doesn't matter, who said I went because of you." Mu En smiled lightly.

"what?"

"Actually, I suddenly remembered that I still owe that fellow Iluka a meal."

Mu En turned her head and looked at the huge deformed monster.

There was a look of sadness in his eyes.

Strictly speaking, Ai Luka is the first friend I made when I came to this world.

Well, we've all eaten at her house, so we're considered friends.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would become like this just by grilling a fish.

Fate is really embarrassing.

with disgust.

"Since as a friend, I have the obligation to see her off for the last time." Mu En said proudly with her arms akimbo.

"No one has the right to stop me, not even Ann."

"But... it still doesn't work!"

An stood up, stood in front of Mu En persistently, and said seriously

"That's too dangerous. I promised the master and wife that I will protect the young master and never let the young master get hurt!"

"protect me?"

Mu En tilted her head and said softly:

"But Ann, haven't you always wanted to hurt me?"

"Hurt? I didn't."

"Drugging, sneak attacking, imprisoning, and even trying to cut off my limbs, aren't these all things you have done, or want to do? Aren't these things hurt?"

"I……"

settle down.

I did this to the young master because of love, because of love.

If it was Ann before, he would definitely say that.

So be it for granted.

However, looking at Mu En, who had peaceful eyes at this moment, and the raging monster not far away, the hoarse wailing of hundreds of people and Ai Luka's crazy words echoed in his ears.

Ann said these words, but she couldn't say anything.

It seems that as long as I say this, Iluka will stand in the blood pool of countless corpses and say to her with a grinning smile:

"Look, master, you are just like me."

It's different.

It's different.

It's different.

"Please, sir."

So in the end, Ann could only turn into pleading.

"do not go."

"If something happens to you too..."

"I will never forgive myself."

An grasped Mu En's skirt tightly, crying and begging.

"Please, master..."

"install."

Mu En looked down at Ann who was crying.

There was silence for a moment.

Look carefully at her appearance.

Then, suddenly raising his voice, he shouted:

"Ann! What is the first rule of training for a maid in the Campbell family, tell me loudly!"

"Yes!"

General conditioning.

Mu En's words evoked the instinct that An Chang had accumulated in his bones over time.

So it was like going back to every morning when the former head maid was lecturing.

An straightened her waist, tall and straight like a pine.

She held her head high and said aloud:

"The first rule of self-cultivation for a maid in the Campbell family is to always stand upright except to salute the master and guests!"

"Yeah, straighten your back, Ann."

Mu En patted An's shoulder, then smiled, straightened An's messy bangs, pinned the hair sticking to her cheeks behind her ears, and then arranged her maid outfit, smoothing out the wrinkles little by little.

Until An changed back to what he remembered.

Dignified, elegant, sophisticated and calm.

"That's what you look like, isn't it?"

"Master..."

"Okay, don't cry, I know you're worried about me, but don't you often say it recently? I'm not the same as before."

Mu En lowered her head slightly, looked into An's eyes, and said softly:

"I'm sorry that I can't become what you want, but haven't you seen it? Now I'm no longer that good-for-nothing young master.

Well, although the only moves that can be used are still the three axes, but I can escape from you, Ann, and I can also escape from that monster.

Escaping, I am a professional, so even if I can't fight, I can still run.

In a way, I'm better than Ann.

So don't worry about it, okay? "

"But……"

An stared blankly at Mu En.

What else did she want to say.

But Mu En suddenly stretched out her fingers and sealed her lips.

"Don't refute, this is the young master's order."

Ann was in a daze.

Although it was an order, the words were extremely gentle.

She looked at Mu En, a little dazed.

The sun shone on Mu En's golden hair, and there was a layer of hazy light.

The breeze was blowing, and even his eyebrows were so bright.

Those lake-like clear eyes seemed to pull his soul into it.

Yes, the young master has become different.

Overnight, he completely deviated from the track he had set for him.

Be aggressive, gentle, crafty...and a little silly.

To take the initiative to face the evil god's pollution, this was absolutely unimaginable to him before.

It's like becoming another person.

But why, his appearance, which is completely deviated from his ideal, is so able to attract his attention?

So dazzling, my lord.

Ann was crying, as if looking directly at the scorching sun.

……

"Okay, let's go."

Seeing that An was finally persuaded by herself, Mu En smiled lightly.

He shook his arms and flexed his muscles.

Then, without looking back, he walked towards the hideous monster.

他 说:

"Let us go and bring salvation to your disciple, my friend, our dear Miss Aluka!"

……

……

"Ah, am I here again!?"

At a height of [-] meters, Mu En stood on a huge long metal pillar, taking advantage of no one around, as if some kind of mental illness was going on, she hugged her head and shook it wildly.

"My damn accidental death syndrome!"

Celishia was then, and this time too.

Obviously there is a better way to choose, but he has to run desperately on the road of death.

Obviously I cherish my life so much, but why can't I always control myself in critical moments?

"Hehe, I can't walk when I see a beautiful girl crying. I'm a different kind of old-fashioned critic."

Mu En sighed lightly.