Host, the villain's corruption level has exploded!

Chapter 85: My Prince (14)

Song Zhishu watched the show for a while, secretly amused. Although she knew that the man was just venting his anger for his own pride, she still liked it.

"Don't think we're afraid of you just because you act like this!"

"Exactly, who are you trying to fool with that fierce look?"

"Okay, I was going to pray to God, but it seems you don't need to."

"........."

They said some unpleasant things, even though it was only their first meeting. But to them, Edel was already their public enemy. Well, although some of the girls were still secretly criticizing him, they didn't mean what they meant.

Looking at him, Song Zhishu couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He truly lived up to his reputation as a villain; she could tell he wasn't a good person at first glance.

Edelman: The more I hear that, the more uneasy I feel.

In truth, Edel thought the so-called God in this so-called prosperous country was utterly absurd, and he had never taken the deities here, who were treated like gods, seriously. In his heart, he lived for two purposes: one was to overthrow the entire country while serving as Song Zhishu's personal steward; the other was to protect the adorable Avelli.

He has never believed in any so-called God, and he only finds their talk of God boring, so he remains unmoved even though he's being scolded for it. He also doesn't care about things that don't concern him.

Edel always chose the simplest and most practical methods. He didn't care about interpersonal relationships; he seemed... to have little need for them. In this world, the biggest issue was who was the strongest nation, and the struggle for power was fierce and bloody. He was now serving the sole heir to that strongest nation, so he had no reservations.

"That's enough." Song Zhishu had watched enough of the play. She had a faint smile on her face. She couldn't quite put her finger on what she felt, but her innate aura gradually quieted down the market, which should have been as bustling as a vegetable market.

"How could your so-called God, so merciful, have produced such people as you?" She chuckled softly, and her dirty dress suddenly seemed less glaring, even... somewhat...attractive?

Edel was slightly surprised when he heard this. After all, Song Zhishu had just referred to "you all." So that means... she doesn't believe in this god either?

He suddenly laughed, looking at the princess who had once been somewhat dim-witted.

"He is disrespectful to God!"

"But it was clearly you who disrespected me first!" Song Zhishu sneered repeatedly. She was such a beautiful woman, yet you all spoke so ill of her. You couldn't even let her feel at ease while she was out shopping. What a bunch of idiots.

"Your God is compassionate to all beings and has good intentions towards everyone. You talk about how much you worship him, but this is what you do?" Song Zhishu clapped his hands in a very respectful manner: "Not bad, I have high hopes for you."

She didn't care what labels these people would label her for; after all, she had only spoken the truth. Song Zhishu didn't want to see their true colors, so she pulled Edel away. Before leaving, she turned back, giving them a captivating smile: "Oh, and remember my name! Song Zhishu!"

He acted all high and mighty and then tried to leave.

"Song Zhishu? Who?"

"do not know."

"do not know."

"What a terrible name, trash, trash is dead. Ice Flower Glazed Moon is so much better."

"Dreamy Ice Moon Little Honey is also good."

"Hmm... I'll change my son's name when I get back. Dog Egg is too awful, it doesn't suit me." "My Cuihua needs a name change too."