"Only if you can do us a big favor."

"I will definitely help! I will definitely help!!!"

The Duke of Bavaria was immediately happy when he heard this. Seeing his appearance, I smiled and said, "Please, Your Excellency, please help me get rid of those French people outside."

The smile immediately froze on the Duke of Bavaria's face. After several breaths, the Duke of Bavaria expressed his thoughts: "Well, after getting rid of those entourage, how should the Princess of Orleans go back?"

"Constance, the Duke of Bavaria is worried about whether you can come back, but this is indeed a problem." I was holding a beautiful woman in my arms. Although this beauty was incontinent just now, she was still a beauty, wasn't she? I stroked her

After saying this, the Duke of Bavaria secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lifting Constance's chin and looking at the confused French girl, I pretended to be close to her and almost touched her mouth: "Constance, my Duchess of Orleans, why don't you say goodbye?"

Go back."

Constance didn't say anything. I was stunned for a moment. Could it be that I had bad breath? Well, I had taken mint in my mouth and rinsed my mouth before coming here!

Just when I was wondering, Constance seemed to be half a beat too slow to react before she said, "Yeah."

"Um what?"

"I won't go back."

Then, she opened her red lips again, her face was flushed with intoxication, and she actually stuck out her tongue and licked me. Go, this girl only has the idea of ​​kissing in her mind?

I pinched Constance's chin and stopped her next move. I smiled and said, "This is punishment. Why did you fail to fulfill my request? And the Duke of Bavaria is still watching."

After hearing this, Constance actually gave the Duke of Bavaria an annoyed look.

I looked at the Duke of Bavaria again: "As you can see, Your Majesty, my princess said there is no need to go back."

The Duke of Bavaria was stunned. He was probably asking God in his heart at this moment, how on earth did I train the daughter of a Duke to abandon glory and wealth for a man.

In fact, I don't know either.

"But... is it really good to start like this?" The Duke of Bavaria still hesitated.

I completely turned cold: "The Duke still doesn't want to offend the French, he still wants to stand with the French... Well. Since the Duke won't help, I can actually do it myself."

As I said that, I picked up Constance. I wouldn’t know if I didn’t stand up. Even my pants were wet by Constance. I said no wonder I just felt a dampness and heat in my thighs. As for the ground, I just felt

I can say, there is a lot of water.

"Wait! I'll do it right now."

"Duke, this is a wise choice." I glanced at Constance and her dress. If the Duke of Bavaria wanted to take action, I would have to follow him and watch him execute all the French people, but Constance again

You can't leave her alone in the room, but you have to take her with you

Let's go together. God knows if this girl who ate the big Spanish fly can leave. If I want to hold her... I looked at her skirt again, it was so wet, "But there is no need to go anywhere specially, the Duke will bring those French people here."

, and then be executed here.”

"OK."

"By the way, remember to send more manpower. If those French people escape, I will be very angry."

Before those French attendants were brought up, I moved Constance to a different place. This girl has always maintained such a dazed and nympho appearance, with no ability to defend herself at all. If those Frenchmen get angry and hurt others,

, that would be really bad luck. But would those French people get violent and hurt others? If I didn’t see anyone coming, my answer would definitely be, but after watching these people walk into the hall where we were one by one, I felt

My worries are unnecessary.

The proportion of six men and three women is not important. What is important is that they look frightened. They don't look like masters who can hide their secrets.

The Bavarians obviously didn't know why they were executing such an order, so as soon as they came in, they looked at their duke. Then, their duke looked at me.

"Constance, are these all the people?"

"Um."

I asked the French girl to go see those French guys, but they just stared at me with narrowed eyes.

In order to make sure that this girl was really conscious, I asked: "Well... do you want to try what it feels like to kill someone?"

Not only Constance was stunned for a moment, but even the Duke of Bavaria looked over with a slightly dull look. I stretched out my hand and put a gun in front of her: "Before, I didn't like you playing with guns, but tonight, you

You can try it."

Something in my words obviously reminded Constance of a night in the Netherlands. She bit her lower lip and shook her head desperately: "No, I've been wet once now."

If you don’t want it, then you don’t want it. Why do you have to say the last sentence?

I leaned down and said in Constance's ear, "They treat you very badly, don't they?"

"Um."

Not only is it very bad, if I am not wrong, they must have fed Constance the Spanish flies, but the French are really ruthless, and they were able to do this to please the Duke of Bavaria.

Under the confused gaze of the Bavarians, I pulled out the dagger I carried with me and walked up to a Frenchman who had already realized that the situation was very bad. Then, before he could speak, I wiped his neck away. The latter covered his head in panic.

His neck, but this did not help, blood still spurted out violently.

"Catch them."

I yelled so much that these Bavarian guards woke up from their shock. They quickly suppressed the Frenchmen who were under their control. As for the Frenchmen, they saw one of their companions being killed and knew that they would be the next to suffer.

people, so they either wanted to break free or begged Constance for mercy.

If I had known there would be retribution, why would I be so mean in the first place? But Constance also has her own problems, her princess's temper...forget it, I also have my reasons for why she was like this.

I killed one Frenchman, and then I went to get a dagger and slit the throat of another. The Bavarians were really stupid. They just stared at me and killed the Frenchmen one by one without coming to help.

Afterwards, not only my trouser legs, but also the skirt of my clothes were stained with blood.

I took out my handkerchief and wiped the blood stains on it. As a moral citizen, I put away the bloody handkerchief and prepared to take it home, wash it, and use it again instead of throwing it away.

"Duke of Bavaria."

The Duke of Bavaria was startled when he was called by name.

"Your Majesty the Duke, now that we have dealt with these troublesome people, why don't we start talking about the next thing?"

"Well, don't we need to clean up the body?"

"Then let's clean up the body."

With such a little residual power, I then said a few words to the Duke of Bavaria. I think I should describe it this way, any normal person and a psychopath who played with the Duke's daughter until she became incontinent and killed several people in front of her.

When face to face,

I feel very bad. Is the Duke of Bavaria a normal person? He is just a nun. In a sense, he can only be a normal person. So when facing me, he often loses focus, and his words do not match the words.

For several minutes, I had to pretend to be annoyed.

"Your Majesty the Duke, given your current condition, I think you can help the Princess of Orleans find some changes of clothes? I want to take her to change clothes."

"Yes!"

The Duke of Bavaria wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked people to clean up the bodies on the ground. Under the guidance of an attendant he assigned, I helped Constance through a courtyard to an attic. There, the attendant opened the door of the room.

, and then after a while, several big men came in carrying boxes one after another.

The attendant opened the boxes one by one, and there was a dazzling array of women's underwear inside.

I glanced at the other party suspiciously, and the latter immediately explained: "This is one of the suitcases belonging to the Duke's mistress."

I nodded, and then saw a box with men's clothing: "This?"

"This is the Duke's stocking box."

Sure enough, I looked down and saw colorful stockings everywhere, but... the Duke of Bavaria wanted Constance to wear his stockings?

Is this appropriate?

Even if Constance is beautiful and beautiful, I still find it off-putting.

Constance seemed to feel the same way, and she shook her head quickly.
Chapter completed!