I'm putting on a vest

"Help me tear him to pieces."

For a moment Castor thought he had heard wrong, but no.

The princess of this country, the girl brought up by the captain looked at him with a sincere expression, like the noble women he would have seen in his own country's palace before.Even his cheeks were slightly red because of his too long stare.

She blushed, and gently stretched out a finger, pointing to the corpse on the ground.

It was the body of her brother she had killed earlier.

"Help me tear him to pieces."

Castor glanced at her again, still squatted down, and put his hands on the corpse.

In short, take off the armor first, if this thing is thrown in the market, it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

While doing it, he asked her, "And then, what are you going to do then?"

There does not seem to be any resentment between her and her brother, or the reason why this plan was successful is because he has infinite love for her as a brother. In fact, the girl looked at him without malice. She looked at Castor Er went to take off his armor, just like watching the vendors in the market help her with the meat she wanted to buy.

"Help me tear him into pieces and throw him into the sea. In this way, my lord father will be distracted to collect my brother's body during the tracking process, and we will be safe."

Castor's movements paused.

He sat and glanced at Medea who said this.

The girl who said this didn't have any embarrassing expression on her face, she didn't say it after a lot of struggle, she just did it simply because the only way to be saved was by doing so.

If there is another way, she should use it without hesitation.

Compared with her brother, she chose the captain of Castor, a man she had only seen for a day.

Although the prophet on the ship said that she fell in love, but wouldn't this love be a little too scary.

Castor also has a younger sister, and he would never touch a single hair of his sister for anyone.

As if aware of his thoughts, Medea's eyes swept over him softly, focusing on his blood-stained fingertips.

The young man's handsome and unruly face was also stained with blood, and his eyes seemed to be shining like a sword when he narrowed his eyes.

"But if your sister wanted to kill you, you wouldn't fight back, would you?"

"..." He didn't speak.

"Then let's regard it as my elder brother who voluntarily died for my love."

At this moment, the captain came in.

He didn't know what he did when he went out before. When he came back, his body was wet, and the black hair on his forehead was dripping. Medea looked at him and sighed softly, like a wife welcoming her husband back (oh , the two of them were indeed married, and a barbaric ceremony that only this country can think of was held on board the boat) went up and gently wiped the drops of water from his face with his sleeve.

She kissed and sighed again, asking why he had been out for so long.Castor frowned in annoyance, wondering why this girl was able to fall in love so undividedly in front of her brother's corpse.

He put down his armor-stripping hands, he wasn't going to do these jobs, so let the girl do it by herself, anyway, she didn't look like she was in any distress.

He stood up, the wet and sticky touch on his hands was unpleasant, and he wanted to stagger Medea out, but he heard the captain ask her, "Aren't you sad?"

This sentence is to see the poor dagger.

Medea tilted her head in doubt.

"I mean." The captain pointed to the corpse on the ground.His eyes were slightly closed, with no resentment on his expression, as if he had fallen asleep.The redness on the chest is still slowly spreading.The sword was lying around.

Medea glanced at her elder brother, then at her husband blankly.

"I am very happy to be with you now?"

"You killed your brother."

"Yes. But if you don't, you're going to die."

"Do you hate him?"

"How could it be?" Thinking of the past, including the way her brother tried to maintain himself just now, Medea blushed embarrassingly.

"I love my brother very much."

"It's just..." she said, blushing quietly tugged on his sleeve, her eyes glanced over Castel cautiously, and leaned close to his ear as if whispering.

"I really am in this world. I like you the most."

...Where is this girl broken?

Castor had nothing to say.

The captain looked over her shoulder at the wall ahead, and sighed softly.

He can appear distracted and out of this world at times and dependable at other times.

He patted Medea's back lightly with his hand, this kind of behavior like treating a child made her laugh, and then pushed her away, as carefully as if meeting for the first time. Looking at her face, he nodded.

"Then love me," he said.

"You did all this for me. Only I have no right to blame you."

He walked to the corpse, squatted down, picked up the sword and stabbed the man again.

Blood gushed out again, and the tip of the sword slid down like cutting a piece of meat.

Little by little he cut him into pieces.

"It's a sin we all share in."

Medea threw her brother's body into the sea, neither happy nor sad, just routine.While she was doing this, when she turned her head and saw the captain, her cheeks blushed quietly like a girl in Huaichun.

Seeing this scene, the other people on the boat couldn't help but frowned in disgust. They felt contemptuous in their hearts for a girl who could do this for 'love'.

"If everyone was like her," Castor heard a crew member say to another, "what would the world be like?"

"Perhaps the gods should send down a flame to burn her."

Medea should have heard this, she is a very outstanding witch, she has the same noble background as Castor, and is a descendant of the gods.But she acted as if she didn't hear, she still sprinkled the body parts into the sea.

This shouldn't be a compromise in order to be able to live on this ship. It's not necessary. When she got married, she looked at them one by one with those eyes and asked them to swear to keep her safe on this ship at all times.

They all agreed, of course not out of sympathy or gratitude, but once someone refused, it was like a ripe ear of wheat could not help lowering its head to the ground, and his head would just drop from his neck to the ground, And couldn't lift it up anymore.

"Spells, lies, and fire." Medea said seriously, her skirt was covered in blood, and a human head rolled down the hem.

"They are all my friends."

"Now she pretends not to hear," Castor said.

"She's just indifferent to everything but her love."

Beside Castor, his sister Pollux also gazes at Medea's petite figure.Unlike the men on the boat, as a woman, Pollux looked at Medea with something inexplicable.

Even if it is not envy and admiration, it is close to envy and admiration.

"Does your elder brother think of her that way? Think she is a traitorous prostitute?"

"Her father may be able to scold her, but I am able to stand here and escape from the battle because of her tricks. The people on the boat have no right to speak of her."

He said, looking into his sister's eyes.

"You want to do that too?"

Pollux shook his head vigorously.

"Brother, it's true!"

He remembered that Medea called her brother that way too.Can't help laughing.

"But." Pollux said, her hand lightly caressing the hilt of her jeweled sword, her face flushed slightly.

"She's really beautiful," she said.

Plop.Medea threw the last piece of the body into the sea.

"Wow, my husband is really cooperative, although I still don't know his name."

"System, the tool man you played for me is really good. Your acting skills have really improved so fast. It is completely different from the wooden maids in the palace before. I think you can replace all the vests in the future." .”

She wiped her hands with silk in the room and praised sincerely.

Some characters in this world are played by her, and some characters are played by the system (it would be ridiculous if there is only one person in a one-man show.) But it is the first one who can let her play from the beginning to the end so readily.

"But this character is a bit OOC, let's not talk about black hair for now, Jason in the original book doesn't seem to have this character..."

She muttered, but heard the suspicious voice of the system.

【...Isn't he played by you? 】

?

[I didn't manipulate him? 】

"What do you mean?"

"This world is created by you, and then you pull in the residents of the other world, create an anchor point to stabilize the world through their cognition, and make the world a reality."

"It's all false, only the summoned residents of another world are real, but now you say you didn't manipulate it?"

【and many more…】

The sound of the system is a bit awkward.

【Your husband...may not be named Jason. 】

"...Then what's his name?"

【Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky】

"The one who wrote Crime and Punishment?"

【…The one with the supernatural power. 】

"..."

[At that time, I accidentally made a mistake when I summoned it, and I pulled one more person, and the summoning time was more than ten years ago.The character named Jason was raised and overwritten the original memory. 】

"..."

【Uh, just treat it as the if version of Jason...】

"..."

"system."

"go to hell."