She Chooses To Destroy the World

For a moment, everyone in the hall looked at her.

Alice held up her chest to meet those gazes. She could feel the curiosity in her eyes. This kind of curiosity is not the curiosity of looking at a stranger, but more like watching a rare and exotic animal from another continent. This kind of unabashed curiosity is somewhat offensive, and it makes Alice clearly aware that she is indeed an alien here.

If she was really an invited guest and saw this naked|naked|naked look, she would probably turn around and leave at this time.

Alice must remind herself that she is a mercenary and was hired. For her, this is also a battlefield. If she runs away, she loses. So she straightened her chest, with a small smile on her face, and walked into the crowd.

Those who came to her at first were the ladies of relatively low status.

Alice said a few words to them, and she probably figured it out:

They are here to test.

Explore her details, make an assessment of her, and see if she is qualified to speak to the nobles. If they find her annoying or vulgar, the nobles of higher status will not come to talk to her.

In front of these women, Alice felt like a piece of meat being placed on a cutting board, being picked and picked.

She felt a little sick, but she still had to hold back. According to Master, a sense of honor is the most useless thing for a mercenary. First of all, she has to survive.

Besides, she has not received the final payment for the mission.

She straightened her back, not showing her thoughts on her face. These people introduced themselves to her and asked her all kinds of questions. She answered some of the more common ones, pretending not to hear those offensive. She watched six directions, listened to all directions, and tried to listen as much as she could.

Perhaps these people were quite satisfied with her performance, and soon, the ladies and the ladies of higher standing came to talk to her.

Alice tried to learn more from people's conversations, and she soon understood that the duchess who paid for her was not among these people, but was sitting in the corner of the room.

She looked in that direction and recognized the Duchess from the crowd at a glance.

It was a woman who was about forty years old, brilliant and decent. She sits among the crowd, as if the stars are arching over the moon. She was also looking here, but she was not just watching Alice, but watching everyone equally. From time to time, someone came to her ear and told her something, she always listened, and showed a faint smile.

It is a smile that is in control of everything.

For the Duchess, perhaps it is more interesting to sit in the distance and observe people's reactions. The place where she is staying allows you to have a panoramic view of all the guests, and some people automatically send all kinds of interesting rumors among people to her ears, which is much more fun than squeezing with everyone to watch the female mercenaries.

I don't know if these people are aware of it. They regard Alice as a prop for fun. In the eyes of the superiors, they are just playthings with the same function. But even if they know this, they probably don't care. It is also an honour to be able to please her Royal Highness the Duchess.

Faced with such an occasion, Alice is still a novice. Although she had made up her mind to deal with everything with the attitude of a mercenary, she had to apply her usual style of behavior to such an occasion. In any case, each of the men and women here cannot be offended.

She endured all this with superhuman endurance, and now she finally knew why Roma said they would eat her. This is probably not just a joke.

In fact, these noble women are quite polite to her. After all, she is not a person in this world, but a new plaything that appeared by accident for others to watch, and will not pose any threat to their status. Although this girl has the ability to hold the sword in her hand to push the entrusted knight to a desperate situation, her deterrence power is not even better than that of a kitten on such an occasion where all women are wearing silk skirts. But no matter what they think of her, Alice can't bear it anymore.

Fortunately, there is another poet who has recently been hot in the capital. Make people's attention a little bit diverted. The secret of the Duchess holding parties is to never bet success on the same special guest. In order to avoid unsatisfactory people, she often invites two or three people who have been hotly discussed in the near future at the same time, and asks them to stagger a little bit of time to come, so as to leave enough opportunities for everyone to show their charm. . As long as one of these people is particularly likable, the event can be guaranteed a great success.

Alice took advantage of this space and slipped away.

Of course she didn't dare to leave directly, she just wanted to find a place to breathe, and come out later.

She had been optimistic when she was surrounded before. There is a door next to it, and behind it is like a small terrace with tables and chairs, and some fruits and snacks on the table, which can accommodate one or two people there for a while.

She hid quietly, but she didn't expect that there was already a person inside, probably like her, who didn't like the atmosphere of the banquet, and ran here to hide quietly.

"Ah... sorry, I didn't notice anyone here."

It would be fine if she was hiding here alone, if two people were hit by hiding here, maybe they would encounter inexplicable troubles, and some strange rumors would be heard. She said sorry and wanted to go back. At this moment, she could see the look of the person in front of her, and she was surprised:

"Master Etienne?"

Hearing this call, Etienne raised his head. It’s been a long time since he was called like that. Whether in Potzta or in the royal capital, most people call him your deputy chief priest by title. He will only be called when there are other deputy chief priests present. He is the deputy chief priest of Etienne. As for the name "Etienne-sama" which seems not too formal...probably only those commoner children who knew him during the ceremony of choosing the gods would call it that way.

Etienne didn't recognize Alice immediately, and he was not in the hall when she came in. Moreover, when he met her last time, she was still a childish child, but now she is a girl. Her appearance changed a lot. At this time, she was wearing a dress and dress. It looked no different from the noble ladies outside, but after a moment of stunned Etienne, she still called out her name:

"Alice?"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and smiled from the bottom of her heart:

"Ah... it's great that you remember me."

How could Etienne forget Alice? In this month, he had been asked about her about a hundred times. Although he had never said to people that he didn't know her, he had thought of this girl countless times in his heart.

Alice was immersed in the joy of seeing Master Etienne again, and couldn't help but ask him:

"Why is Master Etienne here? As they said, have you already been a priest in the temple of the royal capital?"

Etienne shook her head and smiled at her:

"It's just that the king has something to do. If nothing happens, I should go back soon. Today I got an invitation from the Duchess, so I came here, but the party took too long. It's kind of annoying."

Alice can understand the words of Master Etienne very well. Master Etienne has a noble background and should not feel the kind of look she must endure, but for him, this kind of social occasion is probably boring.

She stared at him intently. Three years' time hadn't changed Master Etienne's appearance, he just became more calm. His eyes, like lake water, are now like a deep pool, seeming to hide more stories. Thinking of the last time they met three years ago, Alice suddenly remembered an important thing:

"I should return the money to you!"

Alice panicked and began to look for pockets on her body. After looking for it for a while, she realized that she was wearing not the light mercenary clothes, but the Chinese clothes sent by the Duchess. There are no pockets in this dress, and even if there are, there is no possibility of money in it.

If you are really a noble lady, you will usually prepare a small handbag on such occasions, put commonly used things, and maybe put a little money in case of emergency. But Alice didn't understand this habit, and even if she knew, she didn't have a suitable handbag to wear.

"Ahhhhhhhh, I didn't bring the money, where do you live? I will send the money to you tomorrow."

Etienne looked at her flustered, smiled and shook his head:

"It's okay, I have forgotten."

He gave her money before? probably. Etienne didn't remember such trivial things, and he didn't care much, he didn't expect her to remember them all the time.

"The two gold coins back then were the kindness of Master Etienne, but I can't just accept it as nothing like this... Moreover, what I originally promised Master Etienne... I didn't do it."

What did she promise him? Etienne remembered it after a while:

"Is it that I told you not to go with the mercenary? Don't mind, I told you that, originally because I was worried... Sorry, I couldn't take care of you during that time, so you had to become Mercenary."

Alice desperately shook her head:

"No, no, you have helped me a lot, but I was not good, and failed to do what I had promised to Master Etienne."

Etienne shook his head looking at the frank and cute appearance of the girl in front of him:

"It's not your fault. You have no way to make a living. It's just...you don't really become a believer in the God of Doom."

Hearing Etienne said this, Alice was even more ashamed:

"Actually I have..."

Before she could finish her words, Master Etienne suddenly approached. He covered her mouth with his hand and warned softly:

"Don't say it."

His voice was low, just beside her ear, and Alice could even feel his breathing.

"Don't let others know that you have become a...believer." He hid the words that Alice could not say but anyone could guess, "Don't let me know."

Alice remembered what the Master had said, that the people in the temple would never be merciful to infidels. She didn't take it too seriously, but Master Etienne's attitude confirmed Master's words from the side. Perhaps she should be thankful that he is the one who knows this, not someone else.

Master Etienne's hands were very hot, she looked into his eyes from above his palm, and slowly nodded.

The moment they met, Etienne seemed to realize that the person in front of him was already a young girl and should not be treated like a child anymore. He let go of his hands like an electric shock, a little bit sceptical:

"sorry."

Alice shook her head and looked down in silence. In any case, Master Etienne is always for her good.

Etienne looked at the girl in front of him, with a complex mood that was beyond words, so he had to say:

"You should go back."

"What about you?"

"I'll stay here for a while," Etienne said. "If someone finds out that we know us, it might lead to some strange arguments-those people know that we are all from Potzta."

If you follow Alice's heart, she actually wants to stay here for a while. But she also knew that she had to go-she was hired and could not act on her own heart-at least today.

At this time the party was nearing its end, and when Alice came out quietly from the terrace, the number of people present had been reduced by half. It's just that there are still some people around the famous poet. Seeing this situation, Alice's mood was slightly relaxed, and it seemed that this event was passed by without any risk.

But this is just Alice's own wish, others will not let her go so easily. A young nobleman noticed that she was alone and immediately came over to greet her politely:

"Miss Alice, hello."