Chapter 1664: Temptation

The other end of Europe.

Hanover.

The Crusaders looked at the extremely sexy and charming Marie with a smirk.

If Marie were not the woman of General Douglas, their superior, they would truly want to take this extremely bewitching woman right here and now.

But none of them dared.

If they did so, they would definitely be executed on the spot by General Douglas.

To lose one's own life for a woman, it was not worth it.

However, the Crusaders looked at Marie, their eyes wishing they could pierce through her: "Miss Marie, this is the regulation, you should know that."

The Crusaders preparing to search her rubbed their palms together, their gaze completely unmasked.

"Search me?" Marie raised an eyebrow.

She looked at these Crusaders, smiling as she watched them, assuming a posture that let them search her as they pleased.

She neither refused nor agreed.

But the Crusaders thought that Marie had given up and was letting the few of them search her.

The Crusaders understood, and all three of them pounced.

Just at this moment, Marie raised her hand.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

A small red palm print immediately appeared on the faces of the three Crusaders.

The three were stunned, feeling the stinging pain on their cheeks, and immediately grew angry, coldly scolding: "You dare hit us!"

Marie looked disdainful and said coldly: "I hit you because you deserve it."

"Do you know who I am? I am General Douglas's woman, and you dare to search my body?"

"If you have the guts, come over and see if General Douglas will let the three of you off!"

The three were furious, their knuckles white as they gripped their sword hilts, wishing they could draw their Knight Swords and teach this woman a lesson right there—the Crusaders were not to be trifled with!

They were so angry their whole bodies were trembling, yet they did not even unsheathe their swords halfway.

They did not dare; Douglas was their general, and if they really did that—

General Douglas would definitely let them know that there is not only death in this world, but also fates worse than death.

They were afraid of Douglas finding out; the three men's eyes were practically spitting fire, humiliated to the extreme, but they still made no move.

Marie looked at the three of them, gave a cold laugh, bumped past them as if nothing had happened, and boarded the Horse Carriage alone.

The three Crusaders did not board Marie's Horse Carriage.

The three of them would rather ride their horses in the cold wind than sit inside the Horse Carriage.

After boarding the Horse Carriage, Marie saw that only she had entered, and she let out a breath in her heart.

She touched the Revolver, and her breathing became even more rapid.

The Horse Carriage soon set off on the road.

As the distance to Douglas's residence grew shorter, Marie's heart beat faster and faster; she had never been this nervous before.

At the mere thought of assassinating Douglas, Marie's heart felt as if it had been pricked, exceptionally tense.

It was not that she had never killed anyone.

Nor was it that she did not know the feeling after killing someone.

But at the thought of killing Douglas, this Crusader, Marie inexplicably grew nervous.

She could not help but let her mind wander: what if she failed to finish him off?

What if she finished him off but could not escape?

What if an accident occurred, what should she do then?

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through Marie's mind, finally coming to an abrupt halt at a call.

"Miss Marie, we have arrived at the General's Mansion."

Hearing this, Marie was stunned for a moment; it usually took at least an hour by Horse Carriage to travel from where she lived to Douglas's residence.

She had always felt it was very long before.

But now she felt it was incomparably fast.

Marie revealed a smile; she had not expected time to pass so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she had arrived at Douglas's residence.

Marie got off the Horse Carriage and looked at Douglas's residence.

She had been to this mansion many times, but she had never been as nervous as she was today.

Marie took a deep breath, casting all her chaotic thoughts to the back of her mind; today, she had only one mission.

Eliminate the traitor!

Led by an attendant, Marie arrived at the dining table.

Douglas sat at the dining table, and as he looked at Marie today, in that bewitching attire, his eyes immediately lit up.

He had never seen Marie in such an outfit before.

"Oh, Miss Marie, I didn't expect you to be so moving today."

Marie smiled and sat at the other end of the dining table.

"Thank you, General Douglas, for the high praise."

"It is my honor to be invited by you to dine together; for this, I naturally must show my best side to the General."

Hearing this, General Douglas could not be happier.

After the dinner party, Marie was kept behind by General Douglas as usual.

Douglas and Marie were left alone in the room.

Under the dim candlelight, Douglas revealed a smile he had never shown outside.

He stared straight at Marie and chuckled, "You seductive little enchantress."

Marie gave a charming smile.

Douglas gently lifted Marie's chin with his finger, looking at her exquisite cheeks that one couldn't help but want to toy with, yet his heart was filled with regret.

His wounds had not yet healed, but today was the most beautiful Marie had ever looked.

Douglas desperately wanted to possess this Beauty today and conquer her.

But his weapon was still undergoing maintenance.

What a pity.

Marie, however, said, "General, it is time to rest."

After Marie personally helped Douglas lie down and made a move to leave, Douglas grabbed her hand at this moment and said, "Tonight, you will stay with me."

Marie's face instantly flushed a deep red, and her posture became even more charming.

"But..."

"What else is there? Come here, Beauty!"

Douglas pulled Marie onto the bed with one hand.

Looking at Douglas who was only inches away, the smile on her face grew brighter, and her palms began to wander.

Douglas was even more excited; he felt as if he were an emperor among men.

Marie's hand continued to reach out, and watching Douglas's incomparably blissful smile, she gripped that revolver at this very moment.

Marie whispered, "General, close your eyes. When you open them again, you will see a..."

Marie said this while revealing an extremely charming smile.

Douglas's heart was instantly stirred; he had never seen Marie be this proactive before.

Without thinking much, he immediately closed his eyes. Seeing this, Marie grabbed the pillow beside her and covered General Douglas's head with it.

She pulled out the revolver and, aiming at the pillow, fired three shots in a row!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before Douglas could figure out what had happened, his head was shattered by these sudden Bullets!

The Bullets did not make much sound; the cotton served as an excellent silencer.

By the dim light, Marie looked at the scattered, blood-stained cotton; Douglas no longer made a sound.

Marie's heart felt a heavy weight lift.

This man who harmed Prussia, this detestable General of the Holy Cross Army, had finally died.

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