The strongest tactical maid absolutely refuses to serve

"Of course, Beckella. I still have a lot of time as a concubine, enough to accompany you."

Marydale stroked Petra's silky short blue hair with her hand, and suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, Beckella. Where did 'General' go? According to common sense, shouldn't he be with you now?"

"'General' him? Hehehehe! He has gone to prepare presents, and then he has to go to the place where the Rhine barbarians are staying. It's really embarrassing for him!"

Bacola said with a silly smile. At this time, all the bishops have connected to the video, and everyone is waiting for her to appear, but only Bishop Gachelit's window is dark, and he does not know where he has gone.

"Hmm! Sister Mary, the live broadcast has finally started. By the way, Sister Mary, is there any stain on my face? My lord said that Beckella is the cutest in the world! So I can't leave any bad impressions! "

"Don't worry! Don't worry! Bacola is still as cute as before, but it would be fine if she doesn't compete with my concubine to be the master..."

Marydale said comfortingly, of course, when she said the last sentence, she hardly made a sound, but said silently in her heart.

"Well! Marydale, I believe you, so... the live broadcast will begin!"

Beckella nodded obediently, and turned on the camera of the computer. At this moment, all the bishops saw her standing with Marydale, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

Because after all, the two are in a "competitive relationship", and they are usually fighting for the master's bed. If they can stand together at this time, could it be that the master is back?Otherwise, how could they let them appear in the same frame so calmly.

"Gentlemen, how are you all? As you can see, the lord is back, but because of his poor health, today's gathering will be hosted by the 'princess' and the 'queen'. Do you understand?"

Beckola said calmly, and the screen was filled with praises from vassals, while Marydale, who was standing next to her, smiled inwardly. She really didn't expect that "princess" is not just a simple vase and military advisor, but her acting skills are also top-notch. , and compared with what I have.

"One day ago, the Master's task had already progressed qualitatively, the 'evolution experiment' was successfully completed, and there was a stable experimental product."

As Petra was talking, her style of painting suddenly changed.

"However, gentlemen, although we have achieved a temporary victory, we still paid a huge price. There are rewards and punishments. Since the experimental product is in the 'Queen', should someone be responsible for the 'lost base'? What about the responsibility? 'General', it's your turn now."

"what?"

Marydale was startled, and quickly turned her eyes back to the screen.

At this moment, the window that originally belonged to Bishop Gachelit was suddenly cold, and Bacola looked there with a smile, as if she was the most honorable princess sitting on a high platform, admiring the view of the Colosseum below. That brutal fight.

Marydale also looked towards that window, only to see a wooden cross appeared on the window, under the cross was filled with dry firewood, and a person was tied to it, his body was wet, probably because of petrol being poured on it.

This... Isn't this Bishop Gachelit?

Marydale was taken aback, she nodded and looked at Bacola sitting on the chair, and Bacola was still smiling, but this time the smile was brighter, her upper and lower lips were bright red, as if Smeared with crimson blood.

"Bishop Gachelit, lost all the organization bases of the lord in the Slavic region, now two of the 'top three' decide to execute the 'burning punishment' on him, now execute!"

Petra supported her immature side face, showing the cutest dangerous smile.

boom--

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

A man's extremely distorted voice came from the laptop.In the window of the screen, scorching flames instantly engulfed Bishop Gachelit's body, and he disappeared instantly.

In the throbbing crimson sea of ​​flames, one could only vaguely see a figure struggling continuously. He was in great pain and almost tried his best to escape from this hell-like shackles, but in the end he broke free. The bondage of the rope, but he also stopped struggling and fell into the sea of ​​fire, and it was impossible to move again.

There was silence in front of the screen, even if he was not there, the bishops could smell a strong stench, and a person was burned to death in front of him, although they had done many such things, But this time it's their colleagues, maybe next time it's themselves.

So, can they not be afraid?

"My lords, don't let your lord down!"

Beckella still had a smile on her face, as if nothing happened just now.

Or should I put it this way, for her, what happened just now is just like enjoying dessert after a meal, it's just a common thing, and it's not worth mentioning at all.

Chapter 13 This princess is not aimed at everyone here

Almost every bishop in front of the screen looked trembling. At first they thought that Bishop Gachelit hadn’t connected yet, and the screen was temporarily black, but they didn’t expect it to be such a divine unfolding—being "burned at the stake" in front of everyone Burned alive.

This really made them sweat. In the past, my lord would not treat them like this at least, but now it seems that the wind direction has changed. My lord is very dissatisfied with their behavior. As long as they don't do good things, they will Being sentenced to death, this time it was just burned to death, maybe the next time I will enter the "Iron Maiden", that feeling is really cool...

If they can't be killed all at once, they will probably be in pain all the time, and they won't be released until the lord is happy.

"What about the princess? Should the torture be stopped?"

In the video window showing the sea of ​​flames, a middle-aged man wearing an old Rhine Empire military uniform appeared there. He spoke in a very calm tone, his face was vicissitudes but still hale and hearty, and he looked like a big boss.

"Hmm! Hmm! 'General' you are right, it is indeed time to stop torture."

Beckola turned her head slightly, and secretly glanced at Maridale through the white lace blindfold.

"After all, because he also helped the 'Queen' complete the mission, the punishment should be over, 'General'! Put out the fire for him!"

"Yes, my princess."

The general in the video window raised his hand to signal, and suddenly two soldiers wearing World War II M35 helmets and MP40 submachine guns, who looked like soldiers of the old Rhine Empire, appeared behind him with portable fire extinguishers.

poof-poof-

Accompanied by the ejection of high-pressure gas, white droplets permeated the raging fire, just like Rimbaud, the oxygen was immediately blown away and fled far away from the sea of ​​flames.

The scorching flames were extinguished, and a "corpse" that was burned beyond recognition, almost indistinguishable from charcoal, appeared in everyone's eyes.

Its hands and feet are almost curled together, its mouth is very big, and its face also presents an indescribable twisted appearance, almost twisted into a twist, which is almost impossible for a living person to do.

The general walked to the side of the charred body, and at this time two more soldiers with submachine guns ran over.

It's just that they are different from the first two, they are holding a stretcher in their hands, after the general raised his hand to signal, they immediately returned the salute and carried the charred corpse onto the stretcher, then left immediately, probably to run to the doctor's experiment up.

"Yeah! General, you have done a good job. Then I will really trouble you next time. You need to pick up Rhine's 'sacred object' yourself, otherwise I am really 'worried'."

Beckola said something in her words, and Marydale behind her was already full of anger, which was clearly aimed at her.

Deliberately arranged two missions in the Slavic region. It is still a question of where the "sacred object" is. In fact, as long as the "experiment" is completed, it will far exceed the original plan. Bishop Cherit, this is completely slapping Marydale in the face, and she doesn't give any face.

But now Marydale can only watch quietly. If there is a conflict with Beckella at this time, the entire organization of the lord will collapse immediately. For the great cause of the lord, Marydale can only choose to accept it silently. , it seems that the other party also took a fancy to this, so they took advantage of the loopholes in the rules and did this kind of thing.

"Of course it's no trouble, my princess."

The general in the video window lit a cigarette, and the eyes under the black brim suddenly lit up, emitting a strange blood-red light.

"I also plan to see what the Rhine in this world looks like, just as a trip... Bishop Gachelit, I sent the soldiers to the 'doctor', the 'doctor' should be in the laboratory now in?"

"Hehehe! My dear 'General', I'm not in the laboratory!"

Just as the general in the video window was asking questions, the luxurious door of the "auditorium" was suddenly opened, and a doctor with a face full of interest walked in, followed by a girl in black rubber suit with pale yellow shoulder-length short hair.

That's right, she is Sylvie, but this time she was put on a brand new mask, and there were two purple lines on each of her cheeks, corresponding to the strange circular pattern on her lower abdomen, giving people A sense of impulsiveness full of "thinking of the sun".

Marydale and Beckella turned their heads and looked back. At this time, the doctor led Sylvie to the piano, bowed to the two present and the computer screen, and then pushed Sylvie out. It's like a thank-you gift from actors on the stage at the opening.

"'Doctor', it seems that you have completed your experiment!"

Beckola looked at the girl in latex tights in front of her with satisfaction, even though she didn't know that this girl was named "Sylvie" by Marydale, because for her, Sylvie was just a tool, a Tools that can be discarded.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I have obtained the 'stable' serum now, and the experiment has made great progress. I believe that it will be free to use like other serums in the near future."

The doctor bowed again, then faced the screen, and said respectfully to the general.

"Master General, just ask your soldiers to put Bishop Gechelit in my place. I will deal with this matter immediately when I go back. Soon our bishop will be alive and kicking like before. I guarantee he will." .”

"that would be great."

The general in the video window took a deep breath, then stood upright, raised his hand and said coldly.

"Then, my Princess, Her Majesty, and the doctor himself, all bishops, I will take my soldiers to the Rhine. There are still many things to do, so I won't chat with you any more. Goodbye!"

Bishop Gachelit's video window went dark again, and all the bishops said goodbye to the general with forced faces, and no one dared to express any objection.

Bakera still nodded with a smile, and Mariedale shook her head. She is also from the Rhineland, and she really doesn't understand this kind of soldier's style. The doctor didn't seem to see anything, and kept staring at Hill. Wei, like looking at the most perfect sculpture of a girl, seems to want to engrave every inch of her skin in her mind, so that she can't forget it for a long time.

"Since the general is gone, today's meeting doesn't need to be held for too long."

Beckella looked at the bishops on the screen with a satisfied face. Her goal for today has been achieved, so there is no need to continue.

"This princess is not targeting everyone here. What I mean is, if anyone fails to complete the task of the Lord next time, then he will not be punished so lightly."

"My colleagues, you need to know one thing, that is, the feeling of being burned alive is very uncomfortable. Everything is the Lord's will. Do you understand?"

[clear!Understood! ]

The chat bar on the screen was swiped by these words, and all the bishops couldn't help but sweat down their backs again, as if their hearts were like thorns, like a thorn in their throats.

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Beckella closed the laptop with a smile, this is enough, and there is nothing to worry about, as long as the rest is completed one by one, it will be fine before the Lord comes back.

"That's enough, you two, please go back and rest! There is nothing else to do here, and I will continue to play solo until the Lord comes back, so please don't disturb me?"

"Ah... Your Majesty the Queen, Your Majesty the Princess..."

The doctor looked between Marydale and Beckella in various ways, as if he couldn't figure out what was going on. Science students are like this. Once they start playing "social games", they immediately become dizzy and don't know what happened. North, south, east and west.

"As you wish!"

Marydale turned around and left behind a word, then walked towards the door without looking back.

"Eh, eh? My God? What happened? Your Majesty, wait for me!"

Seeing Marydale turning away angrily, the doctor also hurriedly chased after her, and Sylvie naturally followed the doctor to leave. She was like a lifeless machine. From the moment she first came in until now, her chest did not fluctuate at all, nor did she Didn't say a word.

"It's really the same as before, with big breasts and no brains..."

After seeing Marydale and the others leave, Beckella shook her head, and then a middle-aged man with a bearded face came out from a secret door.

If Marydale had been present at this time, she would have recognized the identity of this middle-aged man immediately. He was Bishop Gachelit who had done bad things with her in the New Soviet Union before, but now he is not injured at all. , does not seem to have been burned at all.

"Your Majesty, what shall we do now?"

Bishop Gachelit walked to the piano, put his right hand on his chest, knelt down on one knee and said.

"According to the original plan."

Beckola put her two little hands on the keys, and the corners of her mouth were raised slightly, showing a look of ease.

"You continue to work next to Marydale, this time she was just lucky, but regarding the matter of the 'sacred object', this can't make her get the same."

"Your subordinates know, my Majesty the Princess."

Bishop Gachelit nodded, and continued.

"But what about our 'enemies'? According to Edward's report, there are three of them gathered at his place, and there are also 'Maid' and 'Miss' among them. You must know that they are the last ones..."

"You don't have to worry about this! My servant."

Bacola was playing the silent piano while talking loudly.

"Remember what I said just now? 'If you can't complete the task of the Lord, you won't be punished lightly'."

"Will you not be punished lightly?"

Bishop Gachelit hesitated for a while, but immediately reacted.

"That's right! Edward belongs to the 'Queen'. Could it be that, Your Majesty Princess, you want to..."

"The secret cannot be leaked."

Bacola looked at him with a smile, as if everything was in her hands.

"Retire first too! This princess will notify you if something happens, just remember not to expose yourself."

"Yes, the subordinates know."

Bishop Gachelit nodded again, then got up and left the "auditorium" through the secret door.

"Your Majesty is so right, Game of Thrones is really intoxicating..."

Beccola was talking to herself, while her fingertips continued to dance on the keys.I still remember the first time I touched this piano, I was taken in by the lord as the last princess in exile, playing shoulder to shoulder with her instead of the current solo performance.

"So where are you, my lord? Beckola misses you so much... So before you come back, Beckola will kill all those who affect our happiness. When you come back, There are only you, Bacola, and a bunch of servants left here, how perfect it is...hehehe!"

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"Master Bishop... Is Your Majesty the Princess crazy?"

In an underground command room, a masked man in front of a computer asked in fear, after all, a bishop of the dignified organization was "burned at the stake". Nothing happened.

As the saying goes, cut one city today and cut ten cities tomorrow, and God knows what will happen in the future. It is not a good omen that the princess who had always been docile suddenly became so violent.

"Damn it, this is slapping Her Majesty in the face in public... this time it's Bishop Gachelet, next time it's my turn, Edward?"

The cardinal named "Edward" frowned lightly. Everyone knew that Bishop Gachelet was Her Majesty's licking dog, but this time Her Majesty did not protect him, perhaps it was the Lord's intention.

It seems that the lord is really back...

"My lord, what should we do now?"