Gods of All People: I have a family development simulator

A sharp knock on the door woke Alice Phil from a daze.

Her maid or Uncle Hillman and the others could not have knocked so impatiently.

The girl subconsciously clenched the close-fitting jade flute.

Soon there was a bang, and the sturdy mahogany door was violently kicked open.

Several unfamiliar faces rushed forward.

"Who are you?, Uncle Hillman

, and my guards will be here soon!" said

Alice Field,

pretending to be calm.

But the men didn't respond at all, and kept moving on.

Seeing this, Alice Phile knew that the other party was not good.

Alice Phil, who knew some sinister human nature, would not dare to imagine the consequences of being caught in the war.

She immediately picked up a pair of scissors in her right hand, and at the same time took out the jade flute given by the bard in her left hand.

She was still so willing to believe him in times of crisis, and it seemed that as long as she blew the jade flute, Murphy would suddenly appear beside her.

And the scissors were kept for her own suicide.

Alice Phil put the jade flute to her lips and blew hard.

But to her disappointment, nothing wonderful happened this time.

The ten of Hillman's men approached silently, as if they were forcing the girl to commit suicide.

This was the last kindness of those of them who knew the girl's good character and had been loyal to the Count.

At the lord level, they can easily stop the suicide of an ordinary person.

But sometimes death is better than survival.

The girl who saw this seemed to see something, and said thank you softly.

Then he stabbed the scissors into the white neck.

But he was stopped by a hand that suddenly appeared.

"I said so, Alice Fair.

As soon as you play the flute, I will come to help you. The

black-haired bard suddenly appeared beside the girl and protected her.

Seeing this, although the ten lords were very frightened, they all rushed forward without hesitation.

Intending to solve the man in front of him to complete the task.

I saw that the man did not take out the sword at all, but picked up the jade flute in the girl's hand.

Blow gently.

The melodious and soothing flute music instantly caused all the ten lords to fall into a deep sleep and fall to the ground.

This is a requiem.

Then there is the sharp and irritable flute music that makes the soul of the sleeping person float out of the body, and all of them are attached to the jade flute.

It's a Requiem.

Finally, there is the pathetic corpse requiem, to the rhythm of the flute.

The ten men who fell to the ground stood up like walking corpses, controlled by the sound of the flute.

Duan Ganyun has been shielded from his divine sense for the past few days, staying next to the girl as if he was invisible.

After all, he didn't have the means to teleport right now.

Looking at the girl who hugged him tightly from behind and was moved to tears.

Duan Ganyun reluctantly tore the girl's little hand away.

It's scary to be a girl in love.

Duan Ganyun decided to wake her up.

"Alice Fill, the whole Cross City is in danger, and your father's plan seems to have failed!".

The girl who heard the words remembered something.

Knowing that his father's plan was wrong, he worried about his father's safety and the future of the city.

"Murphy, help me!

I don't know anything, but I want to save my father, and the city.

This is my hometown.

All I have is you!"

She is just an ordinary person, and under the protection of the Count, she doesn't know much about what is going on in the whole city.

Alice Phil put all her hope in her prince and prayed sincerely.

In her mind, he is omnipotent.

Duan Ganyun nodded, looking at the lovely silver-haired girl in his arms with gentle eyes.

"I will protect you with my life, Alice Fair.

But after this crisis is resolved, will you want to leave

with me?" "Do you like me?"

heard that the bard did not give up and invited himself to travel with him.

The girl in her heart asked this question shyly and straightforwardly.

"Of course.

I love you as much as I love freedom. This

time it was the bard who said.

The innocent girl is caught in a complex relationship of happiness and worry.

............

Hillman brought the dying Earl back to his Earl's Mansion from outside the city.

"Father, you're here.

"And our Earl....

What a worthy sacrifice!"

said Sanchel, who was standing in the middle of the hall, to the gray-haired Viscount Hillman, and his expression of pleasure at the sight of the embarrassed Earl.

"Love... What about Alice Fair?" the

Count coughed up blood and asked his enemies about his daughter's whereabouts.

"Can't wait to see what happens to your daughter?

Don't worry, I'll call more of the poor to your face.

Sanchell uttered disgusting words of his own disdain, longing for God's attention and not intending to be a small revenge.

It was just so that his poor father could be satisfied with him.

Sure enough, the once majestic and upright old general showed a sinister smile.

The weakened Count began to move the spear on his chest in an attempt to die.

He was arrogant and would rather die than see that painful scene.

But Hillman didn't give him the slightest chance.

But waited a while.

Hillman and his son still didn't wait for their men to bring Alice Fill.

"Something happened, father.

Sanchel no longer had hope, looked calmly at his father, and advised.

"Our revenge is mostly done, there's no need to waste time catching a little girl.

"Pleasing the great god of plunder is the most important thing.

Sanchel began to get anxious about the plunder ritual he was about to perform.

Not only do you need 999 blood arrays, but you also need the epic blood of blood relatives as the main array, and a large number of people are staged between people to stage a scene of plunder.

Sanchel fears that the evil scene outside will diminish as the number of victims dies increases.

Viscount Hillman, who was already sick, struggled and hesitated, but decided to satisfy his only son.

He didn't live long enough to get his revenge at the end of his life.

And let his son receive the power of God and become a person who is concerned by God.

And at the cost of the hateful man's lifelong run of the city and his people, as well as his and his daughter's lives.

"Sancher, my third son.

Let's get started!"

Hillman walked to his son, deciding to give his life and blood for his heir.