Chapter 114 Broken Games and Heresy
I always feel uncomfortable everywhere in my body.

very heavy.

My muscles were as stiff as cement. I moved my rusty joints and finally managed to stand up.

A blurry figure swayed in the field of vision.

There is something hurting my back under my body, mud... or something?
Did you sleep on the floor?

His movements were as sluggish as a toy with a dying battery. He managed to sit up.

It's night again.

But the surrounding environment was different from any game Su Ming had entered before.

There was a faint flickering light... not a lamp, lamps don't flicker like that. A fire in a glass frame?

"Hmm... huh."

"Guest, you are so awesome..."

As he regained consciousness, Su Ming became more and more aware that someone next door was...doing something corrupting.

The place to lie down is a bed.

But it has absolutely nothing to do with the normal bed in modern society. It is a stone bed.

The room was very small, and was also made of a very simple mixture of gray bricks and stones.

There was an indescribable fragrance in the air. Listening more carefully, there were faint sounds everywhere, not just from next door. Applause.

"Clap."

Footsteps are heard.

You can clearly see the jade feet resting outside the area that is only covered by a curtain.

"Sir, the sister you wanted didn't come?"

The woman who came in through the curtain.

Her hair was tied up in a bun and a hairpin was inserted. It was considered a hairpin, right?

"and many more!"

"Ala."

"We're a bit overwhelmed today. Would it be better if someone else could serve you?"

Before they had even exchanged a few words, she was already smiling seductively and came over to play with Su Ming's baby-making machine.

She is of average appearance but has a very good figure.

Bigger than An Shiyao.

and so……

"guest?!"

"I have no interest in Cersei."

He pulled out her hairpin and used it as a weapon against her neck.

It looked like a brothel in an unknown era. An Shiyao, who thought she was on a plane to Canada, could not know that Xia Ye was doing something secretly, and she would not know unless she said anything.

"Tell me, where is this?"

There is no knife or gun bonus for the time being.

There are not even any new bonus tips or task instructions that were there before. Is there really something wrong with the Dreaming Game?
A little panicked.

But Su Ming thought about it carefully, even if there was no prompt, the first task would be to find an NPC that looked amazing at first glance to help her.

Nothing.

You can still play it without hints, at least the difficulty of the game is extremely low this time.

"Ah... customer, you have to pay extra for the threat play."

"Do I look like I'm playing?"

Fortunately, I have accumulated some experience during the years I have spent with Xia Ye.

Even if there is no bonus, you won’t be a powerless office worker.

……

The information obtained from the inquiry may be of no use.

For example, she said this was Clem Town. The most she said was that the country was called Norton Kingdom. I had never heard of it.

The specific location now is Lupanar brothel, also commonly known as the mother-in-law house, which can meet the different needs and price ranges of most classes of brothel.

The stone bed is to prevent people who don't spend much money from staying and having a bad experience. They can either pay more for a better room or leave quickly because others will have to take care of the guests behind them.

What a sinful and shameful place.

Su Ming grabbed some clothes from a customer at random, but they didn't fit him well.

Not convinced?
Sorry, I've got my eyes on your knife too.

"You know what? Later generations advocate equality between men and women."

"You are breaking the law."

"..."

The guest was tied up with the bed sheets and dared not say anything.

"I am saving your future. Stop indulging in the sex industry."

In short, Su Ming no longer needs to wander outside.

The hallway is well decorated. It's covered with patterned wood. I can see it clearly now... Is that a chandelier?

It's just that it doesn't use electricity, it's some kind of fuel that can burn for a long time.

"Hehe~ Is the guest leaving?"

"..."

It smells good.

This place is too dreamy.

It's completely the opposite of Tiangang. He was just passing by and was taken advantage of.

The era and place names obtained are things I have never heard of.

What Caesar 102 years? At least the only history Su Ming could get access to was the one he had heard of Caesar in movies.

Rome?

But these people are speaking English. We should not simply add or subtract years in AD. Maybe it just represents 102 years of the Xin Dynasty at a certain time.

Su Ming couldn’t figure out how long ago it was and was too lazy to think about it.

When he walked out of Lupanar brothel, he saw a drunk man vomiting at the door. The prostitute, dressed in fancy clothes, smiled and gently rubbed his back.

Ok?
Wait a moment.

Su Ming came back to his senses, a little dazed.

I looked at the brightly lit six-story building, which was much taller than the surrounding low-rise houses.

Could the NPC I need help be in a brothel?

……

the other side.

A place completely different from the bustling streets where the brothels were located.

The girl could no longer run.

Of course he was caught.

"The pupils are really red..."

"It's heresy!"

"It's you who made us so nervous!"

"Burn her to death!"

"..."

No one wanted to touch her.

Even if they wanted to capture her, they would hide her in three layers of defense and take her away as if she were a plague.

I feel very humiliated.

But there was nothing she could do. The cross the priest brought from the church was useful to her. A long time ago.

She, Michelle Eliza, was a princess during the Elizabethan dynasty.

She had been pampered since she was young, with everything provided for her. No one dared to disobey her.

But her status as a princess only lasted for twelve years. She became the princess of a fallen king.

Eliza's regime was overthrown, and her parents were beheaded in public.

And she.

I still remember being forced to drink something strange. They said they wanted to train the princess to be a special toy for the nobles to play with, in exchange for those people showing mercy.

That was a suggestion made by a minister she once thought was good in order to save his life. The suggestion was adopted, but he did not survive.

Can you say it's good luck?
Those ladies-in-waiting forcefully instilled in Eliza the knowledge of pleasure that she did not want to know. Their purpose was simple: to train her into a know-it-all yet absolutely pure plaything before the new king ascended the throne, and to give her to the new royal family as a toy.

Before that, I was forced to take medicine every day.

They said that they would turn themselves into toys that would not break no matter how much they played with them, and would remain the same no matter how long they played with them.

It's just good luck.

It was like an instinct, using the ability before encountering danger. It was like a charm that could make people stiff for a short time. Obedient.

Try your best to escape.

She saw with her own eyes the heads of her parents, who loved her, being hung at the gate of the palace.

Revenge... That's what I thought at that time.

Stay away from the palace.

I don’t know where exactly, but my body has completely changed.

I couldn't go out during the day. Just extending my fingers slightly to get a little bit of sunlight would cause a severe burning sensation.

I am always very hungry.

But no matter how much she ate in a panic, even if she was so full that she couldn't eat any more, it couldn't relieve her hunger.

later……

Following my instinct, I bit the animal to death and drank its blood happily, only to then realize that the food I had eaten before could not provide me with any nutrition.

The hair color turned snow-white.

The body movements are much lighter than before.

Several years passed.

Cultural differences. Beauty.

The biggest problem is hair color and eye pupils. No one would go out at night to make friends.

Not to mention revenge, for her, just staying alive is enough.

after that.

I heard that the regime that occupied the palace was overthrown because of excessive taxation. It was much shorter than the Elizabethan Dynasty, lasting only 6 years before it fell.

Her desire for revenge was gone.

Originally, she also realized that it was impossible for her to complete revenge and restore her country with her current body.

Up to now, 33 years have passed.

Everything about her has not changed. Except for her snow-white hair and different eye color, she still looks the same as she did 33 years ago.

The place where he lives is a castle that no one wants to go to, and is believed to be cursed. It is hidden in the forest.

Normally she seldom stepped out of the castle.

No one talked, so they kept animals as companions.

Blood, she couldn't survive without it. Gradually, the blood of animals could no longer satisfy her.

I just remember that it was a lost little girl at first. I sucked a little bit and then sent her back.

The charm ability can make weak humans forget what happened. After that, they can no longer control the urge to suck blood.

I hate men. I only look for petite women to suck. I was very resistant at first. But later... I only pick pretty ones.

Which time did you fail to finish well?
Eliza didn't know.

All that is known now is that the people in the town have already called in a priest, or a so-called exorcist.

Feel disdainful.

It’s not that she hasn’t encountered the cross before, but it has never worked for her.

She had no idea that the silver cross they said was blessed was different. The charm ability had no effect on them. Instead, she became very weak.

got caught.

"Burn it!"

The people gathered in the square were still very excited.

Is this what life is like?

My body has become like this. Am I not also a victim?
And their daughters were still young. How many of them had received their help? Otherwise, several of them would have died in various accidents long ago.

But no one will listen, and no one will believe. The heretic is oneself.

Helped their daughters. And indeed sucked their blood.

Wrapped in layers of straw and rags. How much does he hate being in contact with himself?
Many people held up torches.

"God has mercy on you and forgives all your sins. The sins you have left on earth will be punished in heaven."

“Let Your People Come into Your Kingdom”

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit..."

The priest came closer, muttering something.

Very humiliating.

It's not this kind of...dirty stuff at all.

I am the princess of the Kingdom of Eliza. I should die on the guillotine, not be treated as a heretic or plague, wrapped in dirty rags and straw, and burned on dry wood.

Want to struggle.

But the priest just raised the cross and I couldn't move.

Fear...still came.

In the castle alone, I hate being alone.

Many times I felt that it would be better to be beaten to death while escaping from the palace.

But I really am going to die. I am really going to die now.

Why is life like this?

Even if I'm not a princess, isn't it good to live an ordinary life as a normal person?
Why don’t we even have such a right?
Want to pray.

But it is easy to find that 33 years have passed and there is no companion. With such a dirty body... I am afraid that even Saint Terena, whom my mother believed in before, will not protect me.

Aren’t you now using the Son’s words of judgment on the devil to judge yourself?
There was no one to pray to.

I hate crying in front of others.

My father said that the dignity of the royal family is more important than anything else.

But now, because I was afraid there was something else, I couldn't help it. My vision was blurry and the firelight was flickering.

"Wait! Father! Jesus told me in a dream that it cannot be burned!"

"Save his life!"

"?"

The priest who was about to light the fire was stunned when he saw Su Ming suddenly jump out.

"..."

Eliza saw a vague figure coming over to the side and climbing up a high pile of dry firewood.

who is it?

His perception was very dull because the cross was also wrapped in straw.

All I knew was that I was being dragged up and taken somewhere else.

(End of this chapter)