The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game Chapter 147

  Chapter 147 The person holding the torch will eventually walk out of the dark world (two in one)

"to chat with?"

  Charlotte blinked, as if the word was new to her.

  It's not that she doesn't understand the meaning of this word, it's just that she has grown up so much, and no one, including her parents, seems to have taken the initiative to "chat" with her.

  There are people coming and going in the palace, everyone is given their due responsibilities, everyone is very busy, and there is no time to accompany her to say a few words that have nothing to do with Fengyue.

   It was the first time I was invited to chat with others. Although it was in an unsafe area where rocks might fall from the top of my head at any time, Charlotte still had an inexplicable expectation in her heart.

   "What are you talking about?"

  Lin En was silent for a while and asked, "Are you scared now?"

Fear?

  Charlotte was slightly taken aback, before she had time to think carefully in her brain, she subconsciously responded to the interrogative sentence in the affirmative.

"Ok"

   Lynn asked again, "Then what are you afraid of?"

   "Fear of death, or loss of something else?"

   Facing the detailed question, Charlotte opened her mouth, not knowing how to reply.

   She scratched her head, thinking about it rarely.

   Fear of death?

  Losing one's life is indeed something worthy of fear, but in fact, she doesn't have much actual feeling about this illusory word.

  Because death is often accompanied by pain, but so far, there is no darkness in any part of her life avenue, and even the corners are lit with candles.

   As for losing other things.

   She thought about it carefully.

  If the rag doll hanging on the bed is lost, she will be sad, but that seems to be an emotion after it is lost.

  Fear, it should be because you are afraid of losing it.

   It's just that if she hadn't thought about it now, before this moment, she would never have thought that the doll would be lost.

   So, why?

"I"

  Charlotte pursed her lips, unable to give a specific answer.

"I have no idea."

  Lin En turned his head to look into her eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Then, let me change the question."

   "Now we are in a desperate situation, and the chance of going out is very slim, but if you can go out, what is the first thing, or the one thing you want to do the most?"

   "Most Wanted To Do"

  Charlotte subconsciously met his gaze, but immediately turned away.

   She bit her lower lip, and after a long time, she shook her head: "I, I don't know either."

  Lin En looked at the girl, but the girl seemed frustrated because she didn't answer the question, she turned her head and hid her bitter face.

   Sighing deeply in his heart, Lynn probably understood what kind of existence the girl beside him was.

  She has an exquisite appearance and a noble identity, but the inside is fragmented and empty, without any thoughts of her own.

  She doesn't know what she wants, and she doesn't know what the purpose of her actions is. The emotional fluctuations come entirely from the instinct of the body. It seems that only listening to what others say can give her the meaning of her own existence.

  At this moment, he suddenly felt that the bullet screens said that she might be his partner in the future, which is indeed a very likely thing to happen—to be precise, she is not a partner, but a marriage partner.

  The marriages of nobles are often the product of a combination of interests, combining the resources owned by both parties to further expand their own influence.

   And Charlotte is obviously a very good marriage partner.

  Although she doesn't have anything in her hands, in fact, she is one of the greatest resources.

  According to the barrage, his future may be heading towards the throne.

  But not everyone can sit on the throne.

  If you want to be crowned as a king, first of all, you need a [jurisprudence].

   It goes without saying that the nobles value fame. If there is no legal principle, even if they are forced to sit on the seat, the so-called "true nobles" will still laugh behind their backs that it is just a dog with gems on its head.

  Some people may say that power is everything, and no one can resist in the face of absolute power, but nobles are good at doing one thing on the face and another on the back.

  It is their routine to do some disgusting things when they promise to be good on the surface.

  No matter how strong a person is, he can't stand the fact that the first thing he sees when he wakes up every day is a bed full of mouse feces.

  So, if you want to control a country, you must have legal principles.

  There are two sources of obtaining [jurisprudence].

   One is to blow up all opponents like King Norton, and then go to the center of the empire to get the coronation from the gods.

  The other is the most basic inheritance.

  Inherit the surname, inherit the jurisprudence, and inherit the orthodoxy.

  In addition to these two, there is actually one more.

  Tear up the empire with your hands and bring yourself a crown. From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to do it.

  Even the Lynn that the bullets talk about is not good.

  Because the barrage said that he will be the future Emperor of the Rhine.

  Since it is named [Rhine], presumably, it should have obtained Rhine's [jurisprudence].

How to get?

  Naturally through [marriage] inheritance.

  In summary, as a tool person without a unique core, Charlotte seems to be a good marriage partner.

  The premise is that she really doesn't have a mind of her own.

   "You seem" Charlotte looked at Lynn's side face and asked timidly, "very disappointed?"

   "To me?"

  Lin En was taken aback, and subconsciously touched his face.

   Has his emotion been exposed on the surface?

   "No." Charlotte shook her head, "I just felt it."

  She asked in a low voice: "If it's okay, it's convenient for me to ask. Is it because of something?"

  Lin En looked at her slightly aggrieved face and smiled helplessly.

   "You may not believe it when you say it. Someone told me that you may become my... well, wife in the future."

  Paused, he noticed the blush rising from the girl's cheeks in an instant, and immediately changed his mouth.

   "That's probably just a fake 'prophecy' that they learned from the street stalls and then used some high-level vocabulary to make up a false 'prophecy'. You don't need to care about it. I'm sorry to offend you, sorry."

   "No, nothing."

  Charlotte went too far, and said softly: "That's why you're 'disappointed' with me, isn't it?"

   "Because my performance didn't seem to meet your expectations?"

Lynn was silent for a while, and said: "Although I don't really believe what they said, because of some previous incidents, their words still have a lot of credibility in my heart, and this time, they are very It was formal to express their thoughts to me, and no matter how I denied it, they still tried to explain the 'why' to me."

   "So, with a dubious attitude, I also have a little curiosity about you."

   "Curious about my 'wife', what's so special about it."

  Hearing Lynn's words, Charlotte lowered her eyes: "But now, you don't think there is anything special about me."

"this."

   "You don't have to deny it." Charlotte whispered, "I can feel it."

   "Actually, I can always detect the emotional changes of outsiders."

  She looked up, looking into Lynn's eyes like a child wanting to be recognized by an adult.

   "Please trust me."

   Lynn immediately recalled the previous scene.

   When looking at the murals, Lynn actually didn't feel that there was anything special about the murals. At most, he just felt a little weird because of the tension of the picture.

  Charlotte, on the other hand, directly captured the core of it, and was even affirmed by the "calm version of Yvette".

   There is still talent.

   Lynn didn't show her emotions, but she still felt them.

  In this way, what she said is indeed true.

"I believe."

  Hearing the positive acknowledgment, the corners of the girl's lips raised unconsciously, but was quickly calmed down again.

   "So, you want me to be 'special'?"

   "No." Lynn shook his head. "What direction should your behavior and behavior develop? You don't need to follow other people's 'hope'. Even if you need someone else's guidance, it can't be me."

  He turned his head sideways and met the girl's gaze.

   "It's daytime when you first open your eyes, so even though you don't have any specific beliefs or goals, you're still surrounded by warm, soft sunlight—but not me."

   "I even have black eyes."

  Charlotte froze.

  The young man's words were very calm, but she felt an overwhelming aura rushing towards her for no reason.

  It wasn't bitterness, it wasn't grief, it was just a simple statement, but inexplicably, a large piece of surging and monstrous sadness surged in the girl's heart.

   "No, that's not right!" she yelled, "You can!"

  After shouting this sentence, Charlotte froze.

  She was once again showing stubbornness that she shouldn't have.

   This is the second time in her sixteen years of life that she has been stubborn.

   And the last time, just now.

   This is not normal.

  Because in the palace, she is very sensitive to emotions, and can easily perceive what other people think of her and what she wants to be.

   She did.

   Slowly, cowardice became her label, her character.

  Toughness is not something she is good at.

  But during this short period of time, she unexpectedly stiffened.

   Still twice.

why?

  This is the first time Charlotte has thought about the purpose of her behavior.

   Soon, she figured it out.

   The first time he forced Lynn to leave was because of what he said to himself.

   "I let you go to let you live!"

   This is also Charlotte's first time.

   This is the first time I heard someone really "good" for her.

  No matter what the other party's heart is, whether he is afraid of trouble or something else, the fact is that he hopes that he can “live.”

  This is different from other people's "I'm doing this for you, so you want to do this".

   As for the second time, Charlotte hasn't figured it out yet.

  She only knows that at this moment, she doesn't want to accept the other party's "drawing a clear line."

  These two times of toughness are like peeling an onion, peeling off the cowardice and shrinking, and revealing what only she knows or even what she doesn't know.

  After a brief silence, Charlotte mustered up her courage and said, "You said just now that you have a lot of confidence in that astrology?"

  Lin En was slightly taken aback, not understanding why she suddenly mentioned this, hesitated for a while, and then nodded.

"yes."

   "So, can you tell me exactly what it contains?"

   "This..." Lynn opened his mouth, but still didn't speak directly.

  What the bullet screens told him was basically information about Charlotte's final ending, and as mentioned before, Charlotte didn't have a good ending, only the worst ending.

   "I think you'd rather not know"

   "No, I am willing." Charlotte stared into Lynn's eyes and said softly, "I want to know if it will be written in astrology. As the person involved, I will also read this content."

  Lin En was silent for a moment, and finally said a few words.

  Actually, according to the barrage people, there are not many "lines" about Charlotte, and they are not complicated.

  Lonely and die in depression;

   was discarded as a failed tool, and Zisha died;

  Abandoning moral concepts along with Lynn, degenerate into a devil, and step into madness.

   "That's about it." Lynn sighed, "There shouldn't be an ending you like."

   "Well, before that." Charlotte held her head and asked, "Then, do you like anything?"

   "Huh?" Lynn was taken aback, "This is your end"

   "Yeah." Charlotte tilted her head and asked, "So, which one do you like?"

  Inexplicably, Lynn also suddenly had a feeling of "I'm choosing a route".

  However, the girl's gaze was so hot that it seemed that it was not easy for him to refuse to answer.

   "The third one." He finally gave the answer.

   "To become a devil together." Charlotte pursed her lips and smiled, "Actually, I also chose this."

"Ok?"

"Although I don't remember who I heard it from, I remember that sentence - when a human being takes off his coat and reveals his heart, he is actually no different from a devil." Charlotte whispered, "We just put With the coat off, I feel more calm."

  Lynn was surprised that she gave such an answer.

  The previous sentence can be said to be because of others, but the latter sentence is definitely her own perception.

   This seems to be a bit different from her performance just now.

"you"

  Charlotte didn't speak any more, just closed her eyes silently, and hid her face between her curled knees.

  Perhaps it was because she had been carrying the labels given by others for too long, she could hardly figure out what kind of person she should be.

  According to Lynn's words, she just couldn't find her small world in this big world.

   Now, her world is under the intrusion of outsiders, the dense fog quietly fades, and the vision in front of her eyes gradually becomes clear.

  In the small world built by her arms, Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes, and suddenly remembered something.

  She lives in the palace all year round and rarely goes out. She occasionally goes out to accompany her sisters to watch dramas or concerts.

  In the theater, she often heard that some actors would find it difficult to leave after playing a certain role for a long time.

  Once he wakes up from the play, that person must gradually sink into a pathetic coward.

   So, do you think you have woken up?

   Charlotte doesn't know.

   She only knows one thing.

  She can't sink.

  Because she hopes to ignite the courage and faith she just grasped into a crimson torch.

   "Take it."

  She looked forward to being able to tell him that when the time came.

   "He who holds a torch will eventually walk out of the dark world."

  (end of this chapter)

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