[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

Seeing that Darcy seemed to be unable to stand still, Lydia couldn't stand it anymore.

She walked over, supported Darcy's back with one hand, and passed through his knee with the other. When Darcy was caught off guard and had no time to react, she easily hugged Darcy horizontally, "I'll hold you."

"Don't think too much," Lydia snorted seeing Darcy's continuous struggle, thinking it was because she disliked holding this position, "Just speed up."

"Or do you want me to hold you in my arms?" Lydia said threateningly.

Darcy can probably understand the meaning of Lydia's words, and it is obviously more unseemly to hold her in her arms than the current state.

Darcy, who was weak in limbs, immediately stopped moving.

"So, what are we going to do now?" Darcy bypassed this topic, pretending that he was not hugged by Princess Lydia, but simply walked side by side with her.

"We messed up his business and took the ship. I'll send these slaves back to Africa," Lydia said to Darcy through gritted teeth in her still wet clothes, "How dare you do this to me? You still want to do business , I simply don’t think it’s too beautiful.”

"Forgive me for the offense," Darcy said blushing, feeling Lydia's faint warmth, "Miss Bennet, do you have a plan?"

"Plan?" Lydia repeated.

Then she immediately realized that she really didn't plan this kind of thing...

"That's right, where do you think it's better to go first," Darcy explained, he paused strangely before continuing, "You don't want to single-handedly challenge everyone, do you?"

...Lydia fell silent.

"To tell you the truth," she whispered, "that's exactly what I thought just now."

Although Darcy didn't speak, his eyes revealed a word clearly.

Where did you start from?

"That's right, before you asked me if I had a plan." Lydia started to feel guilty, but now she said confidently and confidently, "Anyway, I can shoot and run whoever comes, so let's grab the key from the guard first." !"

She called the system to call the distribution map, dodged left and right according to the trajectory predicted by the system, and avoided the crew or guests she might encounter during the journey.

Just holding Darcy for a while, Lydia didn't feel tired, but Darcy felt a little uncomfortable.

"I think we should go to the warehouse first," Darcy said. "You may not be able to defeat all the people with your bare hands...First fill the firearms you may have with water, and then talk about others. But, do you really think we Can two people overturn all the slave traders on this ship?"

He said tactfully, looked at himself, then at Lydia, struggling to get down to the ground.

"Then let's go to the warehouse first, but can you move by yourself?" Lydia asked bluntly.

"I should be able to..." Darcy followed Lydia's pace, and it seemed that a short rest really made him feel better.

"But are you sure that the two of us can defeat these people?" He hesitated, ""

Lydia turned her head to look at Darcy who was struggling to keep up, "You won't disagree."

The tone of suspicion was very obvious, as if Darcy would immediately draw a line with him if he said no.

"Do not."

"It's fine if you agree," Lydia walked forward according to the map given by the system, "I'll knock everyone down later, go and see if they have any keys or anything like that."

What she said was very straightforward.

"I think we can plan a little bit," Darcy held back Lydia, "maybe it would be better to make a plan?"

"But none of them can beat me." Lydia gave Darcy a strange look, "Don't worry, Mr. Darcy, just wait behind me."

She is the one who can pick up ten buckets of water and water the vegetable fields with one hand!

The passage was a bit long, which made Lydia feel a little restless.

Suddenly, Darcy, who was very concise today, spoke.

"I don't think the slave trade is a business with a good reputation and a high reputation," he said.

"Really?" Lydia asked back, "I thought that a gentleman like Mr. Darcy would prefer this kind of big business that makes a lot of money and has huge profits."

The anger in her words was extraordinarily strong.

The system said that the background of this trafficker is also very deep, at least in London, it is considered a rare leader with a "client".

Lydia never expected that this gang of sleazy guys, who pretended to be chic and gentlemanly, were so dirty.

"Please don't be prejudiced and misunderstood me," Darcy said immediately, "I'm not so miserable yet."

He seemed to have something to explain, but was interrupted.

Lydia saw someone sneaking up behind Darcy, and subconsciously stepped forward to stop him.

Unexpectedly, Darcy seemed to become much more sensitive after the rest. He took a step faster, backhanded a beautiful elbow, and kicked the man's knee again.

The raider was subdued in three or two strokes.

Looking at Lydia's unbelievable eyes, Darcy was a little helpless.

"Anyway, I am also a grown man who has learned fencing, riding horses, etc., Miss Bennet," he sighed, "In your eyes, how much..."

"Sorry," Lydia said automatically.

Darcy waved his hand, indicating that the matter was over.

He stepped forward, and under Lydia's puzzled gaze, he replaced Lydia's position of scouting the road.

"Let me be in the front, Miss Bennet." He straightened his somewhat messy collar after the fight, and his tone was rarely gentler. "As a gentleman, it is obviously not polite to let a lady lead the way dangerously."

Lydia covered her face and said after a while, "But I have a map, do you have it?"

Mr. Darcy, there is no need to ... so forcefully.

"Let the system, that's what it's called, just let it be released," Dashika said, "Is this not a big problem?"

"You're right," Lydia tilted her head, "system, come out."

It was almost late at night when Lydia and Darcy reached the warehouse door.

But it doesn't matter, this is a good time to do things.

Darcy looked around, trying to find the key person, thinking that the guard of this place must have the key.

Stealing the key is not difficult, after all, he can directly go up and knock people out.

Still in deep thought, someone patted him on the shoulder.

Darcy looked back, it was Lydia.

She looked at him inexplicably, "Mr. Darcy, why are you in a daze?"

"I was wondering how to get in," Darcy replied. "Do you have a map of the guards there? Can you find out who has the key?"

Darcy touched his pocket, and at some point brought a hairpin.

Fortunately, he was not quiet when he was a child, and he also tried to pick the lock, and he succeeded several times.Although it has been so many years, it is better than nothing.

He lifted his sleeve up, "If it doesn't work, I'll come...?"

Darcy, who rolled up his sleeves and planned to work harder, was stunned at the open door.

what's going on?

"Did you say this door?" Lydia pulled him in, "I can unlock it, didn't I tell you?"

Lydia seemed more surprised than Darcy that Darcy didn't know that she would pick the lock.

"..."

No, which lady can pick a lock?

"I thought you should know that I'm not an ordinary lady," Lydia picked up a wooden bin, shook it in her hand, and threw it to Darcy.

A heavy weight suddenly fell on his hands, but fortunately Darcy was prepared, otherwise he might be overwhelmed by the weight of the wooden warehouse and fall over.

"I learned it in class," Lydia went on.She despises this weapon as boring, and thinks that weapon is too ugly to look down upon.

"I think the course for ladies should not include these?" Darcy said hesitantly. The classes he reported to Georgiana should be related to illustration, gardening, painting or dancing.

"A class in the system," Lydia said casually.

Seeing her picking up weapons in disgust, Darcy sighed helplessly.

"I think we should destroy the rest?" He saw that Lydia had finally chosen what she wanted, which was a huge ax that should swing like a tiger.

But why would a normal trading ship have such a thing?

[Because this dungeon has changed, and the system doesn't know why,] the system floated to his side and said, 【Including the reason why you fell into Rofield last time is that the 'duplicate' has changed. 】

"What is changed?" asked Darcy. "What does that mean?"

【Ah, sorry,】The system scratched its own data,【Too colloquial.It means that a certain part of the world has changed, leading to a major change in the original result. For example, you fell into Africa where the host is located, or the host was pulled into Rochester Manor by Bertha. 】

Big change?

Darcy remembered the painful retching to their Lady Bertha.

【Yes, she accidentally retained her sanity during the transformation from a human to a monster, and tried to interfere with the predetermined ending,】 the system slowly explained, 【Then she succeeded. 】

"But why did you tell me this?" Darcy frowned, "I am not the host you mentioned, and I have nothing to do with this matter."

Maybe he had nothing to do with any of this stuff if it wasn't a system error that brought him here?

[Because you like the host,] the system said simply.

So... so obvious?

Darcy moved his fingertips quietly, as if there was still some Lydia's body temperature on his fingers.

The system continues.

【In fact, I have always been worried about the psychological problems of the host. After all, if she knew that the suffering of Bertha and the black people on the ship was real, she might directly collapse. 】

Lydia is just a simple, clean girl who does homework or kills chickens and ducks at most. Her world belongs to the light, not to the heavy burden.

The system's expectation of her is only that she can manage her one-acre three-point land well, handle interpersonal relationships well, and do some things within her capacity.

Her initial goal was to lead herself and her sisters to keep getting better, and then realize her dreams, go around, eat, drink and have fun, and finally spend her life peacefully and happily.

"I think Lydia is not as fragile as you think, and cruel things are not uncommon in reality," Darcy said, looking in Lydia's direction, "I have great confidence in her."

After all, Lydia had never let him down.

"What are you talking about?" Lydia looked at him, "How to destroy it? I think it's okay to chop it up with an axe, but it seems too slow to break it up manually."

The author has something to say: The update is a bit late because the sudden stomachache caused qaq, everyone remember that cold drinks and spicy food cannot be eaten at the same time! ! !

These chapters are a turning point, the next chapter will start virtual Europe + go home

The world that will be strung in next: The Count of Monte Cristo, Wuthering Heights, and Jane Eyre (reappearing)

Bentley Chasing Wife + Sharp Chasing Wife will be online soon, and Mary Going to the Newspaper will be online soon

System: philosophy of life

Darcy: Philosophy of Life

Lydia: I am Hercules! — completely off track

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