Black Scepter Chapter 40: The executioner’s love
Second offer, red ticket!
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The word "please" in Ashcandy's words is very bitten, and her dissatisfaction and annoyance can be seen.
As one of the most powerful blood races, although killing the world is almost invincible, it still can’t escape the huge handwriting on the wanted list of the heresy and the destiny of the world.
The night watchman...trying sinners in the night as a dark species is not the biggest irony and counterattack for the heretical verdict?
Morpheus failed to include Ashkandi’s name in any of the planned teams, entirely because in his mind, Ashkandi’s status is the same as himself.
"Want to hear the truth?"
He asked, his voice a little helpless.
Ashkandi nodded, his long fingers squeezing the parchment lightly.
"Because I don’t want you to feel used," Morpheus replied softly, "And, I won’t interfere with all your decisions."
Silent.
Ashkandi looked at Morpheus in this way. Although the aura is still strong, she has lost the indifference that no one should enter. At least at this moment, her resistance did not target the guy in front of her.
"Add my name to it," Ashkandi slowly lowered his head and handed the crumpled parchment to Morpheus, "Ashkandi, the night watchman, sounds better. ."
"I really hope you do the same during the day."
Morpheus took it with both hands, and the words he spoke were a bit vague-maybe it was the first time he expressed his affection for the woman in front of him? In the blank of the emotional world, he tried to control his tone naturally, but eventually turned his exclamation into an unexplainable self-talk.
It just doesn’t seem to escape Ashkandi’s ears. Under the candlelight swaying in the hallway, this woman who killed more than five figures from the day of her birth sighed in her heart...
Maybe.
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Ashkandi’s move caught Morpheus by surprise. He didn’t know what it meant. After all, she was so powerful that she was a "bottom box" for the "night watch", so Morpheus was against Ah Shkandi was glad to cooperate.
No matter how much emotion he has, he doesn't understand what he is.
The Morpheus, who did not return to the study, walked up the stairs to the basement of the castle-the same as the base of every blood group. The basement exists as a bedroom for the "sleeping" vampires, as well as a dungeon where prisoners can be held At this moment, Conor Earl, the blood of Earl's blood, was torturing the twitching baron who had been broken by three fingers and was in the deepest part of the dungeon.
Compton, who was silent beside him, didn't use paper and pen at all, and recorded everything he heard without moving.
Morpheus stopped in the distance, did not show up, turned around and left after listening to Hu Engui crying and howling for half an hour, thinking about the subsequent countermeasures, and getting a "Interrogation Report" written by Compton when he returned to the study "From above, he learned some basic information about Baron Huen.
Twenty-seven years old this year, the third heir to the Samir family of the Fording Empire. The Samir family has a great career, but unfortunately it is not his turn to inherit, so he has been playing for more than ten years. There were more women than Morpheus, and I was fascinated by the fancy etiquette of the knights. I spent all day in the towns on the border of the three empires and forced some people to grab the people and take over the king. It caused trouble than to do. There was still much to do. Every time my father, Earl Watley, wiped his **** and washed the floor.
A perfect blackmail target.
Although Morpheus has never been a bandit, it is clear that this guy is the best blackmail person in the nobility-he is not heavy, but he is not the first heir. He is not valued by his family because of his low strength. The potential is not great, and there is no future.
In other words, from the point of view, Earl Watley would pay for the leader or even straighten out the jade and cold jade. After all, it involves the face of the nobility, but from a logical point of view, it is estimated that the earl does not care about the son’s death .
Even for his own son, a parasite that can’t bring benefits to the family and cause trouble every day can’t get real attention. This is the Ford aristocrat, the old-school aristocrat who knows the cruelest reality best.
So in the early morning of the next day, the pigeons flying to the Fording Empire left the Kosenyi Castle with the request of "ransom of one hundred thousand gold coins".
However, Morpheus continued to put Huen in the dungeon without giving face, and Connor continued to interrogate everything he knew.
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As the sun rises, Ashcandi, who has not slept all night, slowly opens the black eyes, but without the calmness of the past.
The aristocratic girl seems to feel that something is not right, frowning and thinking for a long time, but in the end it is fruitless-because she can hardly remember everything she did in the night, only through the traces left by the day Inferred, so when she turned her eyes to the table, there was an incredible feeling suddenly.
The Pope Encyclopedia is half open and placed on the table, next to a note, the handwriting is twisted at the beginning, but the more fluent the later, the above records are made by the Vatican Holy See in the past century Several important decisions-many of them related to Ashkandi ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Black Eye Ashkandi suddenly had a ridiculous feeling, she picked up the quill pen and turned over the unsightly notes, Anyone can see the serious attitude of the writer, but she can't believe that this is another "self".
"Damn it!"
The aristocratic lady was suddenly angry, but more of a panic. She even started to look through all the bookcases and drawers in front of her, regardless of the image, and any parchment with the words written, and finally her face became more and more complex. The more ugly.
Stretching his hands to tie his black hair, Ashcandi narrowed his eyes, slowly took off his original black robe, and gently rummaged in the closet packed by the servant, and then picked one that seemed to be his life. The long skirt that would not be put on, pushed out the door, and quickly walked to the study room of Morpheus.
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Morpheus has never let go of the habit of exercising every morning.
In the same way, he never gave up his study of books and his desire for knowledge.
The castle left by the Hollier family has been fully accepted by himself. As a middle-blood clan that has existed for more than 500 years, the patriarch placed all the books he can take out in the study room at the request of Morpheus, which also makes The bookshelf had to be expanded to the roof.
"On the Multiple Nature of Overlapping Magic Arrays", this not-so-thick book has been turned to the last few pages by Morpheus, and the quill pens that have been abandoned due to the magic array painting practice are thrown to the ground. At this moment, Morpheus I was staring at a picture of the overlapping normals in a daze.
"Is there something?"
The sound of Ashkandi’s footsteps echoed in the corridor, and Morpheus heard clearly—the Ashkandi in the night was very different from the Ashkandi in the daytime. This difference was even reflected in the interval and posture of walking pace Even in appearance, Morpheus, who had come to know that it was Ashkandi who came from the black eye, turned a page lightly, but did not hear a response.
So, he turned his head.
Then the 16-year-old little virgin was dull for a moment.
Because Ashcandi is wearing a very **** low-cut dress, her fair skin and abyss-like gully appear in front of Morpheus. Liu Yao and her hips are wearing today when the temperature has just rebounded. Put on this kind of tempting clothes, saying that she has no purpose is absolutely deceiving--
Because of this signal, it usually means what the man in front of you wants to do, hurry up and do it!
What is this for?
Some sleepy Morpheus was suddenly shocked-although he would not be cold because of aesthetic deformity, under the premise of "male humans", in the face of the deliberate sexual temptations made by women, there was no response. Nonsense, except that the boy who hasn't experienced the so-called joy of fish and water hasn't lost his mind or wanted to do anything.
Closing "On the Multiple Nature of Overlapping Magic Arrays", turned around and asked softly, "Ms. Ashcandy~IndoMTL.com~ Can you explain your intention to do this?"
"Intent?"
Ashkandi seemed to inadvertently squeeze Wei An from his chest with his arms. His eyes looked a little shyly and said, "It's not because of you..."
The voice is lazy and tempting.
"I don't think I have time to watch your performance."
Morpheus's eyes are tight, he has noticed that the atmosphere is wrong-lure? What role is Ashkandi, and she still uses "temptation"? There must be something wrong.
"Performance?" Ashcandi bent over slightly and leaned forward, still stupidly trying to say: "I'm telling you—"
"Enough is enough!"
Morpheus shouted sharply, his eyes cold.
His outbreak exceeded Ashkandi’s expectations, and the conversation between the two instantly fell to freezing point—Morpheus had to do this because the situation is so weird. Ashkandi during the day before Still discussing with her how to deploy scouts, but today she is like a lonely lady to please?
Think on your knees and know that this is a mess!
In the end, Ashkandi, who seemed unwilling to continue, regained his former indifference, and said softly: "Little boy, it seems that you have not learned to be polite to a lady?"
"I want to understand if you have made a mistake, even if the opinions are different, I don’t think there is any need for conflict. The contract exists for one day, and you and I don’t have to fight each other."
"I didn’t make a mistake, she made a mistake."
Ashkandi gently lifted his arms, and his voice began to become resistant and impatient-this is a sign of an unfriendly attitude, "Do you really think there is any benefit in letting a murderous man fall in love with you?!" "
The murderer.
Love you.
Benefits.
This sentence is so powerful that Morpheus instantly becomes dumb.