However, until I rode up to the gate of the mansion, I still had no idea why.

Beside the door, I saw a lost figure.

Why is he here?

"Hans?!"

The visitor raised his head when he heard this: "You?"

"Where's Philetria?" I called quickly.

"She?" Hans paused and looked inside the room, "Inside."

What's going on?

The female literary youth’s inseparable friend was lost and lost at the door, but the female literary youth was nowhere to be seen! [

I turned over and dismounted in horror: "Feletria!!!"

After breaking into the door and walking through the corridor, I followed the smell of blood and entered a dark room. Then I saw a figure kneeling on the ground, and I rushed towards him!

The body temperature was still there, so I quickly checked and found that there were no injuries on the abdomen, arms, neck, and chest. That was great!

Uh, why did I grab the girl's chest today! But I haven't seen her for a few days, and it turns out that even a flat girl can give people a soft touch.

Regardless, I’m so happy! She’s not dead!

"What are you doing?"

Feletelia's hollow voice woke me up, and I was about to answer her, but the picture in front of me shocked me.

More than a dozen corpses.

More than a dozen corpses with swords in them lay in a pool of blood.

"Did you kill him?"

I looked at the girl in shock. When did her fighting power reach the level of a Super Saiyan?

"No, they, Otto... committed suicide."

""suicide"?"

"Yes, he said it was for atonement."

Can "suicide" make atonement?[

Oh, by the way, according to Catholic teachings, people who commit suicide cannot be saved, so they must go to hell.

"Otto said that he would endure all the torture in hell and the fire of purgatory to repay his debt to our Hohenzollern family."

My eyes widened in shock, I was confused.

Otto and his die-hards brought the female literary youth here just to perform "suicide" in front of her, an artistic performance with blood all over the screen?

Feletelia is not a little Japanese from District 11. She doesn't know how to appreciate the artistic beauty of blood splattering. Didn't she get scared to death when she didn't see it?

I went out to keep out the Versailles palace guards, returned and asked, "Did they tell you anything?"

"Explain?" Feletelia grabbed my head with a distorted face, "Explain! They said my father was harmed by those Junkers. Otto said those Junkers were the ones who harmed my father. He cannot act in harmony with the law.

murderers. Those Junkers tried to put an end to my father by murdering him and putting me on the throne.

Reform! He had no choice, and considering the influence of France on me, he decided to attack the Junkers in the country. He tried to establish a team under his control before I returned to the Kingdom of Prussia to continue the reform of Prussia.

He has no intention of completely rebelling against our Hohenzollern family!"

I glanced at the pile of corpses where I couldn't tell who was who. Although my brain was "messy", I still tried to analyze Otto's intentions.

Otto is using his own life to provoke civil strife in the Kingdom of Prussia?

"Look at me!" The angry-eyed female literary youth turned my head away. She came closer, and her face that was getting closer and closer made even a person like me who is used to seeing big scenes feel a little scary. "

Do you still remember what Karl told us back then? It was the Junkers who conspired to rebel.

The "chaos" came first! Thinking about it, I wonder why it was so smooth when I escaped from the Kingdom of Prussia. They must have tampered with it! Now it seems that their firm support of me was also a conspiracy! I want to return to Prussia, I want to

Ask immediately!"

No matter what Otto's intentions were, seeing Feletelia's neurotic appearance, I'm afraid the first thing she would do when she returned to the Kingdom of Prussia was to question those Junkers.

I have to stop this from happening.

You must know that my policy has no intention of "rectifying chaos" at all. It means repeating the old system. The reason why the Kingdom of Prussia is peaceful on the surface is not because the Junkers have not figured out what I want to do so far.

What, and gave them temporary satisfaction in terms of merit and rewards. If Philetria went back, the dispute between the Conservative Party and the Reform Party in the Kingdom of Prussia, which had just been suppressed, would break out again!

Thinking of this, I opened Feletelia: "They said, they said, it is what others tell you from beginning to end. Are you sure that this information is all facts? Not a single word is a lie? I have told you

How many times have I asked you to look at everything with your eyes and think with your heart, why can’t you remember it?”

"Ah... Sure enough, I'm just a waste..." Feletelia smiled sadly and looked at the corpses next to her, "I am the same in their eyes, and I am also a waste in their eyes.

Juncker also sees me as a waste. One of them thinks that I am a waste that can do nothing but do bad things. In the end, the only way to avoid bad things is to ignore me. The other thinks that this waste of mine is very suitable for their "control", ah,

I'm such a fool, an idiot... I can't do anything well."

A slap hit her face.

The next moment, she was whipped away!

"Hahahaha..." Feletelia got up and let out a laugh that made my hair stand on end. She stroked her cheek, "It feels so familiar, as if my father hit me. That

Kind of angry, blaming me for my useless touch..."

Then she cried again: "But I can't feel it anymore..."

Damn it, why didn't I realize that female literary youths have always been crazy?

She cried and laughed for a while, then slowly raised her head, her face covered with tears looked like the Virgin Mary, she showed a calm smile: "Thank you, your slap made me feel less guilty.

Point. If I had been better and could overwhelm the ministers like my father, maybe there would not have been a war in Prussia and not so many people would have died because of me. It's all my fault, it's all my fault.

, I said, if I die, maybe the future will be better, right?"

Many people claim to be good men who don't hit women, but I can't do it because I can't help it.

I kicked the female literary youth so hard that she slipped out, and then she huddled on the ground holding her stomach. What made me so angry was that she actually crawled back after being kicked like a dog.

Damn it, did your father give birth to you as a dog?

Such a useless look...!

It really deserves a beating!

"You said you wanted to die?"

Faced with such a woman who can no longer be described as kind but stupid, I am very angry and sad. I still think it is all my fault. How dare I teach her that I have been there every day for the past few months.

Everything I learned from my dad was eaten by dogs! How dare I be such a self-righteous fool who is always chirping and gesticulating around me! Damn it, what is her logical thinking?!

"You said it would be better if you died. If you are so holy, why don't you do something more meaningful."

Feletelia asked inarticulately: "For example? Like what?? As long as I can do it, I will do it!"

"For example, you see there are so many men in the world who can't find wives, why don't you go and comfort them! When the army is busy "raping" and "fornicating", if you are really such a holy mother, why don't you go and help them escape

!Men live in this world. No matter how high-sounding rhetoric is used to modify it

, it’s all about power, wealth and women. I won’t mention power and wealth for now. As for beauty, you have it! This is what you can do. Do it. Paris is not far away.

, there are a lot of men there, no, let’s forget Paris for now, let’s start with your friend Hans.”

I grabbed her hair and dragged her while walking: "Since you are so kind-hearted and think everything is your fault, then go and satisfy all the men's desires. Without them, the world will be better."

Yes! In order to make the world a better place, let’s start with the small first step of comforting Hans. You see, he has liked you for a long time anyway. This small first step is not difficult, so you

Do you know how to do it? I want to teach you!"

I threw Philetria out, and the sound of the heavy object falling alarmed everyone. I said to the French people: "Please, all of you, please go out, and you and I, you take off your clothes."

"Frederick!?"

Hans hurried over to help the female literary youth, and then there was a burst of greetings. I also took this time to invite the Frenchman out. Turning around, Hans started to question: "Asshole, what on earth are you going to do?"

"What? It's nothing. I just want you to fuck her. Haven't you liked her for a long time? Today the woman you like finally had an enlightenment and woke up, so she decided to accept you."

"Ah?" Hans shouted angrily, "Are you kidding me!"

"I'm not kidding, and don't tell me that you haven't fantasized about sleeping with her. Man, let me tell you, as long as you take this step today as you imagined in your dream, she will be your woman

What, why don’t you do it?”

"What the hell! You're humiliating her! I'm going to kill you!" Hans, who was guarding the goddess, got up and punched her.

He reached out and grabbed his fist, throwing it over his shoulder.

Hans fell to the ground, I stepped on his back, and my arm made me twist it back and hold it in my hand. Hans screamed in pain.

"ah!"

"Man, I've got it for you. Take off your clothes! Aren't you very kind? According to your logic, isn't it all your fault that Hans is in such pain? Take off your clothes!

, make love with him, and he will not only suffer no pain, but will also be satisfied. When he is satisfied, he will not go out to fight or do evil. Why, isn’t this your wish to make the whole world better? Why don’t you do it?
To be continued...