"How did Diaz respond?" Melusina shook her head. "He looked at me with a very sad look, as if he was also troubled by his crime." "He has committed no crime, I can assure you," said Corneille. "I think so, too. Judging from the results, Mr. Toledo kept my secret, so it seems that he thinks he can forgive me." Corneille frowned: "If Dias thinks so, then he is wrong. He has no right to forgive anyone on behalf of the victim." "It's my fault. I shouldn't have told him." Melusina covered her face and said, "You don't know, you don't know how sad I feel every time Mr. Don Rodick looks at me with gratitude, thanks me, and treats me as a good person and friend. I was the beginning of his tragedy. He was thanking the murderer who had killed him. I felt guilty and regretful. I was cowardly and selfish. He was already very pitiful. If I told him the truth, I would destroy the hope he had finally regained... Woo, woo, woo, I can't do that, but I have to admit my mistake. I feel that no matter what I do, it will hurt Mr. Tang Rodick, and it will be wrong no matter what I do. " On the night when Don Rodic did not shed tears, Melusina continued his sadness with her crying.

When people cry, their hearts become particularly fragile. When Corneille handed over the handkerchief, Melusine hugged Corneille naturally and tightly. Tears seeped through Corneille's clothes, and warmth spread from his right shoulder. This intimate hug also allowed Corneille to fully experience Melusina's amazing tenderness. Corneille patted her back gently, hoping to calm her down as soon as possible, but Melusina seemed to want to vent all her melancholy in his arms and hugged him tightly. With the beauty in his arms, Corneille gradually developed inappropriate desires in his body. In order to prevent the classic plot of "your scabbard hitting me" from happening, he pushed her away. "I'm sorry." Melusina was at a loss, "I didn't mean to be disrespectful to you." "It's okay, I didn't lose anything." "?" "Go on with your story. How did you get in touch with the Duke of Berry's people?" Melusina lowered her head and said, "It was Her Highness Isabella who took the lead in contacting Duke Berry's people. After I swore not to tell anyone else until it was done, they said they wanted to deal with the Count of Marseilles and turn him into a woman. I agreed, because Count Marseille was the one who harmed Don Rodic, and I turned him into a woman as my atonement for Don Rodic. Corneille said: "On the other side, the princess first told Dias mysteriously that she could provide additional help from Hequese. Later, we got in touch and negotiated the terms. The Duke will provide a crucial piece of evidence to help us win Mr. Don Rodick's resurrection match, and we have to find a way to deliver Count Marseille to them." Corneille laughed in silence, and Melusina said in fear: "Mr. Corneille, I'm sorry, I swore with magic that I can't tell you this." "Nothing. Even among friends, we don't know every secret of each other." "sorry." "This is the method used by that highness. She is afraid that the Duke's value will rise too much and he will be difficult to control, so she is showing favors, selling favors, and making separate transactions. I'm afraid she hopes that Dias will only have me and Mr. Don Rodick as the two people she can trust. In this way, if she controls Dias, she can indirectly and firmly control both of us." "I want to be the third person!"

Melusina made a misleading remark and waved her hand hastily: "No, no, I mean to be the third person that Mr. Toledo can trust." The witch cannot be trusted. It was written in Corneille's mind like an iron rule. He changed the subject and said, "Go and apologize and ask for forgiveness from Mr. Don Rodic. He is in a good mood now and the punishment for you will not be too severe." Melusina nodded. "That's right, but I'm a little... sorry, Mr. Corneille, could you please convey this to me?" "This is insincere, and your cowardice disappoints me. Miss Melusina, do you want to be someone who disappoints me?" Corneille cast a sharp look at Melusina. In the past, he could always use this trick to make Dias submit, and now it also worked on Melusina. For people who have no opinions of their own, it is easy for them to succumb to those who are strong. Melusine took two steps forward and then stopped. Corneille sighed, walked over, grabbed Melusine as she retreated, held her roughly in his arms, and then bent down to pick her up. Melusina screamed in panic: "Hey, Mr. Corneille, what are you doing?!" "Activate the teleportation magic," said Corneille, "or do you want me to hold you down forever?" Chapter 97: Forgiveness Deep down, Melusina was very willing to be held by Corneille. However, she noticed the injuries on Corneille's body and his refusal to allow her to treat him. She felt sad and thought she deserved it - who would like someone who couldn't even apologize in person? In silence, she used teleportation magic to send herself and Corneille to the designated coordinates. Corneille still did not let go, but took her to Don Rodique and left her there. The latter was startled: "What's going on?" "She is guilty. Let her speak for herself. After she finishes speaking, you can decide how to punish her." Melusina was forced into a corner by Corneille, so she had to stand up and whisper her crime. Don Rodick widened his eyes in shock, clenched his fists, and finally slowly loosened them. "First, you made a mistake in 1229, that is unquestionable. Second, you have made a lot of efforts for my return now, that is also unquestionable." Don Rodic looked down at Melusina: "But I am disappointed that you refused to admit your mistakes before." "Yes, I'm sorry, I..." Don Rodick raised his first finger: "First, I want you to compensate me, 1 dinar is enough, I just want an attitude;" "sorry!" Melusina hurriedly took out her purse, poured out all the money, and gave it to Don Rodic, who only picked up the smallest coin and gave the rest to Corneille. "This can also be considered a trophy. Please pass it on to His Excellency the Duke as a gift from my subject," said Tang Rodick. Corneille accepted it. The coins were fine, but mixed in it were two federal treasury bonds worth 20,000 dinars each - currently the most stable financial product in the federation. Come to think of it, Melusina's talk of wanting to escape from the Federation wasn't all empty talk. "Second, I want you to swear that you will never harm me, His Excellency Dias Toledo, Duke of Alba, and Mr. Corneille with your own will, including using any magic on us with your own goodwill without our permission." "I swear in the name of Venus de Milo, the king of the forests in the realm of lovers, and her eternal spouse Adonis, that I, the witch of the realm of lovers, whose real name is Jeanne Lusignan, will never harm Mr. Rodrigo Don Rodico, Mr. Dias Toledo, Duke of Alba, and Mr. Pierre Corneille.

This includes using any magic on the three of them with subjective goodwill without their permission." Don Rodick raised his third finger: "Lucy... No, I will continue to call you Miss Melusina. Can I ask you to take care of a woman who has lost her memory and has no common sense, teach her the art of magic, and teach her common sense as a woman." "no problem……" Melusina suddenly realized what this meant, and she asked in a trembling voice: "How long?" "In a week." "I will, I will take good care of her, just as I did of Monsieur Toledo and Monsieur Corneille, and I will teach her to live happily." "In that case, I forgive you. Miss Melusina, if you do the above three things, you won't owe me anything." Don Rodick said calmly. "I'm sorry, wuuuu, I'm sorry..." Melusina knelt at Don Rodic's feet and expressed her sincere regret to him, ending this victorious night with tears. This night was deeply engraved in Melusina's memory. From then on, she never gambled or played games with gambling mechanisms again. Sister Helena went to take care of Melusina, who was crying so hard that her legs were weak. Corneille talked to Don Rodic for a while: "Mr. Don Rodic, I am actually ready to be hit by you." "Because you let little Marsay run away." Corneille nodded: "Little Marceau changed his gender to a woman, and after being subjected to mental control, he married his half brother, the Duke of Berry. As compensation, Duke Berry promised that little Marseille would be confined to Hecheser forever. He would give you a divine weapon, 10 dinars, and an apology letter from the Lamarsh family, and would do his best to promote your "resurrection". This is a good compensation, but I don't know if it can eliminate your anger towards little Marcela. I acted on my own initiative first, and you have reason to be angry with me. " Tang Rodick's fist landed lightly on Corneille, and he said sadly: "The classical era has ended, this is no longer an era of revenge. In the past, we used swords to decide the outcome, but now, we first negotiate the outcome with interests and grudges, and then use swords to present a show to the world. Are we actors, Monsieur Corneille?" Corneille thought of his sister, the girl with silver hair and blue eyes who showed him the cold and ruthless logic of the world. Did he run away because he was jealous of her and couldn't stand her desire for control? Not entirely, he couldn't bear it either, she extinguished every fairy tale and fantasy for him. Now, he came to extinguish Don Rodick's fantasy. "Yes, Mr. Don Rodick, we are the actors in the drama. The gods bestow upon us blessings and magic, and they are essentially playing tricks on us... Of course, this is just my opinion." Talking about gods is fruitless, so Corneille changed the subject: "The Duke of Berry was cuckolded by little Marceau and had an illegitimate child. He still endured such a great humiliation. For the sake of the La Marche family, he married to ensure that little Marcela could continue to serve the family and leave behind a legitimate, healthy and intelligent heir. I cannot refuse their proposal because the Duke of Berry has provided evidence that will deal a fatal blow to Lady Shimana." "And little Marcela?" "He will be scheduled to go to Corinth, then drown on the way, and the identity will be destroyed this year." "Just like what they did to me back then," Tang Rodick muttered, "Little Marseille, there will be many people who will eat his blood."

"It must be so." "hahahahahahahaha!" Tang Rodick laughed: "Isn't that great? If I beat him to death, he will only feel pain for a few minutes and then enjoy eternal sleep. This kind of scum, beast, and trash does not deserve to die. He must live. In the past, he liked to sleep with women, but now it is his turn to be a woman to sleep with; he let other women bear his children, but now he has to experience the pain of childbirth himself; he liked to control others, but now he has to be controlled by others; He hates classicism, but not only does he live the most classical life, he also strives to continue the classicism in a classical family and live a classical life. He hated being weak, being in a low position, and being a woman, but now, these were all experiences he was going through. He watched helplessly as his friends and relatives deserted him, his property was divided up, and people took advantage of his blood. This is much more interesting than beating him to death. The best part is that he has to watch himself degenerate physically and mentally into a woman. Believe me, that process is a painful and long nightmare for any man with self-esteem. " Don Rodick laughed until tears came out: "The reason I can forgive Miss Melusina is because she didn't turn me into a beautiful woman. Otherwise, my life trajectory would have overlapped with little Marcela's future. No, little Marcela was worse off than I was. I was unaware of the truth for a long time and died a happy fool, but he knew the whole truth and came to experience the rest of his life. M. Corneille, I ask only one thing of you." "Please say." "Please confirm for me that little Masa will live in misery all her life. If she changes her mindset and becomes happy like a real woman..." Corneille nodded: "I will take responsibility, make the truth public, and sacrifice her head and the lives of all her descendants to you. I promise." Tang Rodik waved his hands and said, "Don't let the disaster affect my family. I lost Sulena before, so even if they are children of my enemies, I don't want to take their lives. I only want little Masa's head." "it is good." Corneille was surrounded by golden light. He added his previous words to the "Golden Oath" to ensure that it was a promise that would not be broken. "There is one more thing." said Don Rodick. "Please say." "Even if we are certain to liquidate Shimana and put an end to this matter, there are still many doubts about this matter: The inheritance of skills between the young and old Marsais; The motive and significance of old Masai's transformation of Shimana; How I took the divine weapon from a transcendent being; The attitude of the Three States Alliance in the incident against you and me was very different at the beginning and the end. They wanted to destroy us at the beginning, but now they are watching the demise of Count Marseilles. The Duke of Berry's liaison with Her Royal Highness Isabella; And most importantly, the 'Royal Killer'. Selina told me that you, me, and the Duke are all in this plan." "So you know that these are not normal," said Corneille. "I used to be so bitter and resentful that I didn't have the energy to think about these things. Today, while waiting for you, I felt refreshed, so I began to review my past. I even feel that everyone who came to help me has a secret, including you and the Duke... No, except for that dog-man girl."

Tang Luodike smiled bitterly: "When I went there, I was actually a little...racist. I should also say sorry to her. Mr. Corneille, don't make a good girl like this sad." Corneille recalled the memories of the rainy night and said hastily: "We are of different races." Tang Luodike was a little surprised: "I'm talking about friendship, aren't you friends?"