The Amber Sword: Act 152 Calculations

"... no ... dead ... hmm ..."

Delphine clasped her hands with Brando's wrist, her fingertips curled, she seemed to want to push it away from her white neck, her chest was dilated, and an almost inaudible, almost gasp-like sound came from her throat.

Deep purple eyes, which are different from those of the Empire, quickly dilated, and the pupil rings expanded, showing a rainbow-like color inside, and the light gradually dimmed. She used her last strength to slap it like steel. The cyan veins on the back of his arm, almost transparent, splayed.

Dark Will dominates Brando's spirit / mind and thoughts. His eyes reflect the cold light of Magic Crystal in the room. Inside, she reflects the pale and distorted face of prime minister's daughter. She has a wide mouth, white teeth inside, pink tongue, throat and tonsils. Hypoxia made the latter's mouth fit together like a fish on a cutting board.

This scene makes Brando somewhat distorted and satisfied. This vicious woman should get such an end and let her use the ugliest side to see Mother Marsha. This is a trial and a punishment, not only because of Romaine, but also Thousands of people died in that disaster.

But when thinking of two words of trial, it was clear from Brando spirit / mind. The arrogant face of The Silver Queen appeared in front of him. Although the illusion disappeared in an instant, it still made him whole body broke out in cold sweat.

to vanish was a touch of anger, and he suddenly realized that the behavior of one's own was no different from those of those he despised, if he let one's own be angry. Killed this woman, so how is this behavior different from the beast?

Thinking of this, the tight muscles of Brando are slightly relaxed.

prime minister's daughter seems to have a redemption in the endless abyss, and she breathes in despair, as if to press the last trace of air into the lungs of one's own. She made a whining sound, and Brando soon felt cold tears on the back of one's own.

"When you were crying, you never thought that those who were damage would cry because of you ..."

Delphine shook his head weakly. In the darkness, the girl's pale face was full of tenderness and pity, Brando looked at the woman. I wasn't sure if she was too scared. He still pretended because he deeply understood that the woman's knowledge that she had been carefully dressed for disguise and lies made him somewhat iron-hearted and turned a blind eye to the scene.

"... Romaine ... she, not yet ... dead ..."

prime minister's daughter looked at the front a little bit embarrassingly, and she was almost blind due to excessive hypoxia, her hair was wet on her forehead, her sweat was sweating, and her clothes were completely wet. Stick her back to the wet cabin.

But when she spoke, she still grasped the center of gravity, almost gritted her teeth, and squeezed out the last word.

Brando was taken aback. subconsciously let go of his hand, making Delphine sit down the wall like a muddy mud, kneeling on the ground.

"How do you know?"

prime minister's daughter put her head down and covered the one's own's neck in pain, and a turquoise mark on the snow-white slender neck, but she didn't dare to waste time easily. The voice replied a little hoarsely:

"She ... is ... Twilight ..."

But Brando didn't care about her pain at all, grabbed her collar and lifted her off the ground: "Who told you all this?"

He doesn't believe that Delphine found the answer by herself. Her knowledge and strength are not worth it. Unless she is also a traverser, the prime minister's daughter is obviously not.

"I ... see ..."

"What do you see?"

Brando dragged the woman's neckline and pressed her against the bulkhead with her arm. Shen said, "You think I will believes you. Delphine Young Lady, people's trust is limited, we once gave you a chance, but you Did n’t cherish it? "

"... I saw it with my own eyes ... I also know ... your secret ..." Delphine bowed her head in violent abandonment and replied with a single mouth.

Her voice is almost inaudible.

But Brando still heard.

He was frightened, "What's the secret?"

Delphine raises head came and tried to lean to his ear. She gasped slightly and said four words softly:

"... Sword of Amber ..."

Aura blowing on the earlobe makes Brando frowned, but sighed in relief under his heart, at least not that secret.

But Delphine's words still made him silent, "She really saw could it be that, how did this woman see it?"

After a moment of silence, Brando only said coldly: "... Do you want to bargain with me?"

Delphine shook his head weakly.

"I know ... how are you ... man, Count ... Master, I only want ... to get a fair chance ... to be tried ..."

Brando looked at the woman coldly, let go of his hand, and shook his head, "I didn't intend to kill you in person, but you will get the due trial. After returning to Fir Tree Shire, I will will hand you over to Her Highness the Princess, even if He is an unforgivable sinner, and I will give him his due dignity.

After saying this, he seemed to relax.

Brando pouted his mouth tightly. To be honest, he wanted to kill the woman with a sword, or just strangled her to death with anger just now.

But he was awake at the last minute, which made him regrettable, but also fortunate.

He knows deeply that he doesn't have that qualification.

He can deprive anyone of his life on the battlefield, but he cannot easily judge anyone. He possesses such power and power, but the more he understands this, the more carefully he restrains it. The dark side of myself.

The higher you go, the more you become accustomed to dominating the destiny of others, the more easily you will be blinded by power. The Silver Queen is not far away, and her end is enough to be alarming.

Brando does not hope that one day will be more than one's own enemies. Even the people around them will receive one's own damage. The state of sage is not only strength, but also the understanding of strength itself. After all, this is the goodwill of Marsha and mortals, otherwise it is Twilight. What's different?

Quiet in the dark, there is only a small gasp of men and women.

But in the gloom, Brando saw a bright light flashing in the light purple eyes of Delphine. After dealing with a period of time with the other party, he knew what it meant.

"Delphine, I know what you're thinking, but I'm not pedantic. If the Nederhoven family dares make a move to impede the fairness of the trial, I don't mind leaving the empire with one long-established noble family."

Delphine came raises head like lightning, biting his lower lip and watching him.

"... You just want me to die, Lord Count?"

"You deserve it, ma'am."

"..."

"... What if I am yours?"

After a short silence, prime minister's daughter has a low voice in the dark.

"What?" Brando froze. Before he could react, he felt a pair of slender arms hugging himself from behind.

A hot body held him tightly.

"... Do n’t you want to save Romaine Young Lady, Lord Count?" Delphine raises head came, eyes were scary bright in the dark, she put her chin on his shoulder, panting and said, "I can make up for one's own's fault ... "

"What do you want to say, Delphine Young Lady?" Brando asked motionlessly.

"The Emerald Mystery, Lord Thane."

Brando moved slightly. Although he had expected the answer, he couldn't believe it easily. He just felt a poisonous snake entangled himself and spit out Kyoko: "Do you think I will believe you again, Delphine Young Lady?"

"If I am your woman ..." prime minister's daughter's hot Aura breath is in the neck fossa of Brando's.

"Is Mr. Elman the same?"

Delphine made a whine like an injured beast. Brando felt her nails penetrate deeply into the back of one's own. He couldn't help but take a sip of cold air, thinking that he was really on his own.

He subconsciously wanted to push this scorpion-hearted woman away, but when he lowered his head, he saw a dazzling glow of red; prime minister's daughter bit the one's own lip, blood ran down the corner of her mouth, and the stars were a little bit Landed on his chest.

"My clothes ..."

Brando couldn't help spitting in his heart, but he shook his head, thinking about what she should care about with a woman, even if she deserved it, but she wouldn't be ridiculed for herself.

"Sorry, I made a mistake, Ms. Delphine."

He put his hand on the shoulder of prime minister's daughter, and wanted to separate each other, but Delphine hugged him tightly and whispered **: "Give me, Lord Count ..."

"Are you crazy, Delphine Young Lady?"

"I'm not crazy, because only then can you trust me, Lord Count. If you want to rescue your fiancee, you can only trust me"

She said hoarsely, "You don't have much time, so do I. Trust me once, can you?"

Delphine pressed his cheek against him, her hair on her forehead tugged wetly on her forehead like white jade, sweat slipped down the tip of her nose, she said softly, but her voice was calm.

Brando felt that Delphine's hand was groping on the bed behind him, but he didn't care for a moment, just shook his head: "That's impossible, Delphine Young Lady. If you really want to atone for sin, I have other ways ... "

But before he finished speaking, Delphine lifted his toes, already, and held his neck with his hands up, blocking his mouth.

Brando's eyes widened, he felt a sip of cold liquid coming from the mouth of Delphine.

prime minister's daughter's purple eyes are full of successful pride.

…… (To be continued.)