Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Their expressions looked extraordinarily weird. Half of their faces twisted in vicious malice belonging to instance’s NPCs, but the other half still maintained the shock and panic that a servant should show.

Ge Xiu paid no attention and lowered his head to straighten his cuffs.

He patted the non-existing dust off his body, then turned around and walked towards the door calmly.

No one tried to stop him.

Ge Xiu left the room unhurriedly just like that.

The light in the corridor was a little dimmer than in the room, the bloody smell that was so strong that it was almost choking gradually faded away.

At this moment, he suddenly fell a chill touch his wrist, as a cold hand wrapped around his wrist silently, the cold fingertips gently slid over the raised slender wrist bones, and intertwined with Ge Xiu’s fingers.

Ge Xiu glanced to the side.

The man was walking forward side by side with him, his pale face was ghost-like in the dark corridor, he tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes cast a shining glance under the slightly drooping eyelashes, as he chuckled in a low voice: “Miss, did you have a good time?”

Ge Xiu slightly curved his lips and said cheerfully,

“Of course.”

“The expressions of those NPCs…” Ge Xiu paused for a second, as if reminiscing, and then smiled,

“Really rewarding.”

The man couldn’t help laughing out loud.

He coughed, barely pressed down the corners of his mouth, and continued to ask, “How did you do it?”

It was the first time such a situation where game itself didn’t know whether he acted out of character or not happened.

Ge Xiu shrugged: “This young lady obviously doesn’t want to get married.”

The furnishings in his room did not have the slightest indicator of the apparoaching wedding, her mother was accustomed to her rebellious behavior at night, which revealed the subtext in her words.

In addition…

Ge Xiu took out the pocket watch he previously found on the table from his pocket, opened the watch and threw it to the man: “Look.”

There was another person’s photo carefully hidden in the pocket watch.

The unmarried teenage girl clearly already had someone in her heart.

The man stared at the photo in the pocket watch in his hand, then frowned sullenly, his deep voice was calm but unfathomable, as if he was suppressing some dangerous emotion:

“Who is this?”

Ge Xiu: “…”

He glanced at the man standing beside him with mixed emotions: “…you’re too deep in the act, it’s not true.”

The man gritted his teeth:

“—that’s still not okay.”

Seeing his angry appearance, Ge Xiu couldn’t help gloating: “Look, this is the identity you deliberately created this time, hahahahaha…”

Before he could finish laughing, he was trapped in the corner by the man’s tall figure unexpectedly—— his back hit the hard wall, the other party’s icy breath pressed up in an instant, and the rest of his laugher was blocked deep in his throat—”Ah!”

The cold and soft lips came up, biting his lower lip fiercely, like a swift downpour on a summer day.

Fast, intense, fast as lighting.

Their foreheads were pressed against each other and the man rubbed the tip of Ge Xiu’s nose with his nose, as he muttered in a hoarse and low voice:

“My fiancée… I don’t know if I still have a chance to save you?”

Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes and watched the other’s face close at hand:

“What if I say no.”

The man gave a low laugh, leaned forward and pecked Ge Xiu’s lips again, his voice was as soft as a whisper: “Then I will kill your lover, hide you in my attic, so that no one can see you except me.”

Ge Xiu burst into laugher.

——Why was he so addicted to this role-playing?

He suppressed his urge to laugh and pretended to ask in serious tone: “Then it seems I’d better agree?”

The man nodded deeply: “I think so.”

At this moment, a deliberately loud cough came from the end of the corridor not far away.

Ge Xiu turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

He saw that the player who knocked on their door before was standing on the top of the stairs in embarrassment, neither retreating nor advancing, his eyes wandering: “Ahem…that, the hostess asked me to come up and see how your dress change is going.”

Ge Xiu broke free from the other’s embrace, straightened his clothes that were a little wrinkled due to their previous actions and concealed his expression:

“Cough, right away.”

The man stepped away nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on the player who wanted to flee immediately, narrowed his dark eyes slightly and said in a low voice: “…Why is it you again?”

The player wanted to cry but had no tears: “…”

He also wondered why it was him again.

It’s okay to be force-fed with dog food delivered to the door once, but what was this situation with one person getting picked up and fed repeatedly?

·

When Ge Xiu came downstairs, Mrs. Wright was already waiting there, the tailor whose clothes were stained red with blood stood behind her, clearly having relayed her what happened upstairs just now.

Mrs. Wright’s expression was extremely unhappy.

She stared at Ge Xiu and said gloomily, “What are you doing? Haven’t I told you already? Don’t be willful!”

Other players were peeking into the hall from time to time, obviously very concerned about the plot’s progress as well.

Before Ge Xiu could answer, a deep knocking sound came from the grandfather clock beside him. As if surprised, Mrs. Wright straightened up suddenly and turned her head to look at the clock.

A slender hand rested lightly on the top of the clock.

With fingers pale and his joints distinct.

For a moment, everyone’s eyes turned to the man standing by the clock.

“It’s fine if she doesn’t want to wear it.” The man said with a smile on his face, “Even if dressed casually wedding won’t be bad.”

From an angle that was hidden for everyone, Mrs. Wright’s expression distorted slightly, a trace of fear flashed clearly in her eyes.

She lowered her head, took a sip of the tea in the teacup in her hand, her tone seemed to turn 180 degrees, suddenly softening:

“Since you said so… then let it go.”

The players observing the movement in the hall: “…??????”

They almost couldn’t believe their eyes and ears.

That’s it? That’s it? ?

The NPC let them go just like that? ? ?

Wait…this role-playing game can still be played like this? ? ? ? ?

Even Ge Xiu cast a curious glance at him.

From a secret angle, the man gave him a wink, the corners of his lips curled up at a slight angle.

At this moment, a bell rang outside the door and a servant rushed from outside the hall:

“Baron Puskas is here.”

Mrs. Wright stood up quickly, straightened up with her hands the dress crumpled due to sitting for a long time and walked towards the door, calling a player whose role was a servant on the way: “I didn’t expect that the time to pass so soon, go to the kitchen to see if lunch is ready, hurry the chief, our distinguished guest is about to arrive.”

After she finished speaking, she flew towards the door like a fluttering butterfly.

Soon, the sound of exchanging pleasantries and the giggling of amused hostess came from the front hall.

All showed that it would continue for a while.

Ge Xiu stared thoughtfully at the direction where the player disappeared just now, turned his head and whispered to the man standing beside him,

“I’ll go and take a look.”

After saying this, he didn’t bother with Mrs. Wright, who was still greeting NPCs, and walked quickly to the side hall.

Ge Xiu didn’t know where the kitchen was.

He stood at one of the forks and looked around, then frowned slightly——As time went by, Ge Xiu could smell the looming smell of fresh blood in the air, the rusty taste was still spreading with every second, becoming more and more clear.

At this moment, a deliberately muffled scream came from not far away.

Ge Xiu was back to action.

He quickened his pace and ran towards the direction of the sound.

The kitchen door was wide open, snow-white water vapor escaped from the open door, the bubbling of boiling water could be heard from the outside.

Ge Xiu walked into the kitchen.

The player who was sent just now leaned against the wall with a pale face and covered his mouth with one hand, as if he was afraid of making any more noises.

The kitchen was huge, filled with all kinds of kitchen utensils in abundance, but at the moment they were scattered all over the place.

On the ground, the player who was chosen to be the chef was lying in a mess with face deformed with fear. Large swaths of blood stained the ground and walls red, internal organs and minced meat flowed out from the incision on his upper body and the whole kitchen was filled with a sickening smell of blood.

Ge Xiu walked over and brought down the still boiling water.

The water vapor gradually dissipated and the corpse on the ground was fully revealed—the wounds on his body were exactly the same as those of the deceased last night.

The same perfectly round cut.

At this moment, footsteps came from the door at the other end of the kitchen, as if an NPC was approaching.

Ge Xiu made a split decision, reached out to grab the player who was still leaning against the wall in a daze and dragged him out of the kitchen abruptly.

The player stumbled and followed Ge Xiu, running for a long time until he couldn’t see the door of the kitchen anymore.

The player was still in shock, holding onto his knees and panting desperately. He was so frightened by the scene just now that his teeth were chattering:

“What, what should I do?”

“You?” Said calmly: “Go and tell Mrs. Wright, the food will be ready soon.”

The player was surprised: “But…”

“Do you think there would be only one chef in such a big family’s kicthen?” Ge Xiu said calmly, “Those footsteps should be of other chefs— just NPCs. Even if the dishes really couldn’t be prepared, that’d be their problem and you won’t be blamed.”

The player heaved a sigh of relief, obviously having calmed down a lot

He glanced at Ge Xiu gratefully: “Okay, okay, thank you, I’ll go right away.”

But before he could take a few steps, Ge Xiu stopped him: “Hey! Wait a moment.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Pass on a message to others that it’s best to eat only vegetarian food at noon today.” Ge Xiu said non-committally.

The player frowned: “Why?”

Ge Xiu glanced at him coolly: “Did you see any meat ingredients in the kitchen?”

The player shook his head blankly: “…No.”

“Then guess,” Ge Xiu laughed, “what do those chiefs use for the meat dishes?”

—the cook’s corpse.

This answer quickly appeared in the player’s mind, making him shudder. He didn’t dare to question it. After hastily thanking him, he quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

“Why are you so kind to him?” The figure of the man appeared slowly, staring at the direction where the player disappeared with a slight frown.

Ge Xiu shrugged and said casually: “Doing good deeds every day, can’t I?”

The man said with a gloomy expression,

“…and you held his hand.”

Ge Xiu smiled and turned to look at the other party: “I still have an issue to settle with you, so don’t get too happy.”

“Settle an issue?” The man frowned slightly.

Ge Xiu slowly approached the man in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly:

“Tell me, what’s the matter with you and this instance?”

The man asked calmly,

“What do you mean?”

Ge Xiu gave a “tsk” : “It seems that I must be clear about it.”

As Ge Xiu approached, the man slowly backed away until his back was leaning against the wall, and there was no room for him to retreat.

Looking at the man who was cornered by him, the smile on the corners of Ge Xiu’s lips widened. His white canine teeth looked like of a ferocious beast, a dark flickering flame lit up in the depths of his dark eyes:

“Actually, this is your original instance, isn’t it?”