The Survival Rules of NPCs

Chapter 38: So what if he's a pervert.....

"Dr. Jack, Lord Allen requests your presence..." When the old servant returned, the news he brought almost made Jack drop his playing cards.

He looked at Bright, and Bright's heart skipped a beat. Allen was already dead, was the ghost inviting Jack?

He thought the mastermind would find an excuse to get rid of them, and that they could try to rescue Eliza before leaving the manor. But he didn't expect the other party to be so unpredictable. What was the purpose of inviting Jack in?

Brett racked his brains but couldn't figure out the reason. Seeing Jack's pleading look, he could only calmly nod.

At this moment, I must not panic. Jack is just a doctor who has never encountered such a situation before. If I cannot remain calm, Jack will definitely kneel down instantly, and then all my secrets will be exposed. That would be the real end!

"Alright, please lead the way," Dr. Jack said with a forced smile.

Bright followed behind Jack, the two of them one in front and one behind, not daring to speak to each other easily, and followed the old servant all the way to the interior of the manor. The villa in the center was in a very authentic Southern Tocaris style, a very heavy old money style. Originally, it should have looked pleasing to the eye when combined with the exquisite gardens, but at this moment, under that gloomy atmosphere, it felt a bit like a witch's castle.

Bright took a deep breath and clenched his fists. He was different now than before; he had a certain amount of power to resist, but he couldn't easily expose himself unless absolutely necessary.

Soon, the villa door opened, and the old servant gestured invitingly, but showed no intention of entering. Jack frowned, and a gentle female voice came from inside: "Is this Dr. Jack? Please come in."

Bright felt a chill run down his spine. Was this the mastermind from the intelligence? Judging from the voice, he looked to be at most a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child.

As soon as the two entered the villa's inner garden, they felt a chill run down their spines. Although the place was very clean, as a healer of spirits, Jack could still clearly sense that something was wrong. The fresh traces of spirits allowed Jack, who was still a novice superhuman, to immediately determine that a terrible massacre had just taken place here last night!

But Bright heard even more. As a corpse whisperer, he heard an overwhelming groan of despair. What kind of torture could drive someone to make such desperate sounds? And the sheer number of those sounds indicated that at least a massacre of a hundred people had taken place in the villa garden last night!

What a bunch of lunatics...

"Good morning, Dr. Jack." At the doorway, Gina, dressed in white, sat on a recliner. Her long, slender, snow-white legs were beautifully translucent. Her cute feet were crossed and gently swaying. Her pink toes were as round and adorable as peanuts. Such a revealing outfit would usually be considered crazy in this weather, but she gave off a different feeling. She was like a fairy in the snow, blending into the beautiful snow scene around her. Jack was momentarily stunned by her appearance.

Seeing Jack's stunned expression, Gina burst into a melodious, silvery laugh.

Brett couldn't help but think to himself, "You have a thirty-year-old man with a sallow complexion at home, you'd better be careful."

Dr. Jack snapped out of his daze and immediately realized his rudeness, quickly saying, "Miss Gina, you'll easily catch a cold like this. Please go back inside!"

Gina laughed again upon hearing this: "You're still so adorable, Dr. Jack. I remember the first time you examined me, you looked just like this..."

Jack's face turned even redder. Many people didn't know that when he first examined Miss Gina, she was secretly rubbing her private parts with her toes. He was stunned. How could a child who looked as cute as a rag doll, and who was also the granddaughter of the noble Lord Allen, do such a thing?

I was so shocked that my face turned red and I didn't dare to move. The other person was the same way, smiling like a fairy.

"So I think it probably isn't you."

Jack's heart skipped a beat, but his expression, perhaps due to his earlier embarrassment, didn't change much. He stammered, "What...what did you want to say? Where is Lord Allen?"

"What is your name, sir?" Gina stood up and smiled at Bright behind Jack.

"Bright greets Miss Gina," Bright quickly returned the greeting.

"I've never seen you before, but I feel like you recognize me?" Gina laughed. "Don't say you've seen me but I didn't notice you. I wouldn't miss a handsome young man like you."

Bright: "........"

"I knew the city lord's wife was here as soon as she arrived at the manor. She didn't come in on her own, so she must be waiting for something. I was curious about what she was waiting for, so I let her hide. It seems she's waiting for you, Mr. Bright the corpse collector?"

Bright's pupils contracted, and he looked at the other person in surprise.

"Surprised?" Gina laughed.

"I am quite surprised. How could a noble lady notice a corpse collector like me? I remember you weren't there when I went to the club to collect the body last time."

"Because I have some doubts." Gina slowly walked down the steps. There was a rustling sound in the garden. As she approached, it seemed as if countless venomous snakes were slowly approaching, making Jack and Bright feel their hair stand on end.

"That beautiful assassin, yes, an assassin with eyes even more beautiful than Eliza's, who was already dead, yet reappeared in Grandpa's study. I was wondering if the body collector who took her body away back then was suspicious. That's why I remembered your name."

"I see..." Bright realized his mistake, realizing he should use more aliases when traveling in the future.

"You've got guts, Mr. Bright, to just barge in like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black thorns suddenly extended from the entire garden. On those thorns were clearly many painful human faces, emitting terrible groans that came from all directions. Jack was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a pale face!

"You're quite bold, Miss Gina." Bright completely ignored the huge commotion around him, stepped forward, took off his hat, revealing a head of beautiful brown hair.

His dark eyes were incredibly deep, and his calm demeanor in the face of the overwhelming, terrifying thorny human faces made Gina's smile falter slightly.

"I'm alone, and you're alone too. You knew perfectly well that Orland wasn't nearby, yet you still brazenly let a wolf into your home. What makes you think you can do that? Is it your extraordinary ability to control plants?"

"Mr. Bright is indeed no ordinary person." Gina's smile returned. "You must be a necromancer, right? But in the Shadow Forest, even the most skilled necromancer is useless."

"Quite the boast," Bright laughed. "So confident, is it because Lord Allen died at your hands?"

Gina's smile froze again.

How did the other person know that their grandfather had died?

"I'm a little curious." Bright remained unhurried, showing no intention of backing down, but instead approached the other person step by step: "On many public occasions, Lord Allen has shown great regard for you as his granddaughter. Among all his granddaughters, you are the only one for whom he personally held a coming-of-age ceremony. Even if you believe in the theories of the Forest Heart fanatics, it doesn't necessarily mean you would kill your loving grandfather, does it?"

"So you really did plan this all along, even knowing about our Heart of the Forest faction." Gina's smile turned cold. "Love my grandfather? His love is just imposing his will on me, making me his watchdog?"

"Is that your reason for killing him?" Bright's smile faded. "I heard that your parents died early, and Lord Allen raised you by his side. He loved you far more than any of his other granddaughters because you suffered more. This is a grandfather's most sincere emotion."

"He's a shrewd politician and a learned financial scholar. The fact that he made the decision to have you stay here instead of sending his own children shows that he acknowledges your talent and believes you are more capable and better able to shoulder the responsibilities here than your uncles. You're only sixteen years old, yet he has such faith in you. What a profound trust that is! And yet you see that trust as a heavy shackle?"

"They even went so far as to torture and kill him?"

"Are you trying to say I did something wrong?" Gina said coldly.

"I mean, if you're a pervert, why come up with so many high-sounding reasons? And why impose your will on others? It's like you're rebelling against patriarchy..."

The other person was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter the next second. With her laughter, countless thorns spread out and covered the entire garden!

"You're right!" Gina laughed until tears streamed down her face. "That's exactly what I wanted to do. I've been thinking about it for days. The nicer he is to me, the more I want to do it. When I tear him to pieces myself, seeing his confused and sorrowful expression... ah... it's just... so wonderful!"

Gina's exaggerated expression, as if she had just had an orgasm, gave Jack goosebumps. How could there be such a person in the world?

"See that, Lord Allen?" Bright said coldly. "No need to be sad. You didn't do anything wrong. Your only mistake was not realizing that this is a twisted, evil seed."

"Who are you talking to?" Gina asked with a seductive smile, her face beaming with ecstasy.

"That's none of your business." Bright pointed coldly: "Imprisonment!!"

The heavy voice was like the morning bell of a church. Gina, whose face was flushed, instantly felt an invisible force binding her whole body. The next moment, she knelt on the ground. The force was incredibly strong, making Gina feel that no matter what she did, she could not escape it.

"you......."

"You have confessed to your crimes, Gina Wood!" Brett's voice was heavy and solemn. This time, Gina noticed that the tone of his voice sounded exactly like someone else's.

Prosecutor Lady!

"Having murdered your own family and persecuted the imperial nobility, I, in the name of the Rhine Empire, hereby sentence you... to death!!"