He tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, his lips almost touching hers. "I will count to three. If you don't obey, then serve the thousands of men outside!" She smiled, and stroked his chest. The Swiss mini-gun was already at his waist. "My lord, did you guess that you would die today?" When the transmigrated girl encountered the tyrant from the era of cold weapons, history was not the truth. Whoever has the most power will have the most glory.