"Dear sister, when will you pretend to sleep?"
The boy crooked his head and stood beside his cousin's bed, and looked at it for a while before answering with a smile. His tone was soft and sweet as if it could flow out of honey, but the ironic meaning in his tone was chilling.
Dilferi coughed gently, and a sick blush flew up to her white cheeks, and her brush-like thick eyelashes slowly spread out, revealing a pair of bright and clear eyes staring at her brother. It is difficult to hide weakness in the eyes, but it is burning with the flame of hatred.
"What do you want, Acker."
"You heard everything I said before, don't you know what I'm going to do?" The boy leaned down, staring at his sister's eyes, "Give up the ring of Yanbao's folding sword, I will let you go today One horse. "
"What if I don't?" Dilfery looked away in fear.
The teenager sneered, grabbing her chin and pulling her face back. He looked greedily at this face, this face of his sister: "Do you think I dare not touch you, dear sister?"
"You're crazy!" Dilferi read the frantic possessiveness from her brother's eyes. She was afraid or trembling with anger. The girl's complexion was pale. At this moment, her blood color had faded and she became almost transparent, just like jade.
"It's a perfect masterpiece. My unsightly uncle can give birth to a daughter like you."
The teenager chuckled, and put a hand down on her chest. "I counted to three and told me where Yanbao's Ring of Folding Sword is. Otherwise, don't blame me."
"One."
"two."
The Count shuddered slightly, but closed her eyes stubbornly. She knew very well that her elder brother was not the kind of gentleman who promised. If she spoke here, it would be a miserable end for her.
"Dare you touch me, Akel, you've never wanted to get that ring in your life." Dilferi forced himself to calm down and answered coldly. Yanbao's Ring of Folding Swords is a token belonging to the Earl of Yanbao from generation to generation during the Shifah Dynasty. This ring to the Yanbao family is like the lion's heart holy sword to Eruin, and the flame blade Odysseus to the Cruz Empire. There is no such ring. Count Yanbao can never be justified.
"Wrong answer, three." The boy sneered: "My dear sister, you've made a mistake. You think this ring is really heavy for me either. Earl Yanburg's position belongs to me sooner or later It ’s not important to me whether there are those foreign objects. Compared with that, I am more interested in you. "
Then, he tore open the first copper button on Dilferi's chest.
"Ah-!" Dilferi felt a cold on her chest, and a piece of snow-like skin had been exposed. She couldn't help but scream: "Acker, you are really crazy!"
The count was finally terrified, and she struggled violently. But in return, the boy answered with some mania: "Yes, I'm crazy. Dear sister, but this is what you asked for!"
Talking, he pushed Dilferi back weakly on the bed. "I'll give you a chance at last, Dilferi, the ring of the Yanbao family," Akler growled.
"I won't give it to you, either. Aker." The count shed tears weakly.
"Then you'll die."
But as soon as the boy's voice fell, a cold voice answered, "Yes, I also think that some beasts should die."
"Who!"
This sudden voice turned Aker back in shock, but he only saw the door behind him spread out like a piece of paper, a black long sword pierced through it, and he came to him the next moment.
"No." The handsome boy screamed sternly: "Damn Anourek, you!"
...
Nia recovered only after a brief period of unconsciousness, as if she had slowly come back from a long dream. She just remembered that she seemed to have a nightmare, and that nightmare had the devil she least wanted to see.
A conversation gradually became clear from this dream:
"Brando, after Ampelsel, I'll go with you to Tonigel."
"your Highness……"
"What's wrong, don't welcome me?"
"No, I just feel a little puzzled. Why does Her Royal Highness suddenly want to go to that kind of backcountry? To be honest, I would rather stay at Ampelsel if I can."
"Because I have a best friend who has been sneaked back into the territory by an lord lord, she is my best friend, and because I was injured, I must go and see her."
The man's voice coughed awkwardly.
The two voices ranged from near to far, and the horsewoman took a moment to realize that it was Her Royal Highness Princess and Earl. It turned out that Lord Earl was awake? She thought about it, then got up subconsciously and wanted to go out to meet-she was a little strange, how could she suddenly fall asleep.
But with a slight movement, she found her hands tied up. In fact, she was all tied to a post. Nia woke up suddenly, and everything that happened before seemed to immediately return to her memory.
"Miss Dilferi!" The Knightess could not help but screamed, and opened her eyes suddenly, and saw that the door in the front hall had been pushed open by Brando and Her Royal Highness.
She immediately saw the maid next to them.
Brando saw the horsewoman who was tied to the pillar at a glance, and of course he remembered the cowgirl. When he first met Dilferi, he had already met her once. He remembered that the other party should be named Niya, a close knight of Dilfieri.
"But what's the matter?" He immediately changed his face.
"What the **** is going on?" Her Royal Highness also questioned the maid.
Before they entered the outside courtyard, they saw the maid standing pale, but asked her what had happened and couldn't answer her. He and Princess Griffin realized that something was wrong and hurried over, opening the door without knocking. Unexpectedly, opening the door was such a scene.
Brando rushed to Nia's side, helped the horsewoman to untie the rope, and then took off the rag that covered her mouth. Feeling empty of the foreign object in her mouth, Niya could not breathe and immediately shouted to Brando, "Mr. Brando, go and rescue Miss Dilferi!"
"Where is she? What happened?" Brando's face changed.
After he and the princess left the 'Lucetia' Weapon and Armor Store, they came to visit the Miss Count temporarily. Because Her Royal Highness mentioned that Dilferi's condition was not very good, forcibly using the devil armband made her greatly overwhelm her life. Although ultimately saved his life, most of the rest of his life must be spent in a wheelchair.
Brando had wanted to comfort the count, but he had expected the result. The Demon King is not something anyone can control. At that time, everyone thought that they would die, so they rushed Dirferi to use this method. However, it was the young girl from Yanbao who left the biggest trauma after World War I.
But in Brando's view, this is not irreparable. At least the fountain of life in the legend of the Black Forest can solve this problem perfectly. Of course, the fountain of life is just an empty legend for the average person, but it is not necessarily for him. Brando feels that it is not impossible to enter the Black Forest to find the fountain of life as long as he waits a little longer.
Before that, of course, he felt it necessary to get Dilfurian down.
But I did not expect to encounter this class of things.
In fact, before Niya spoke, Brando guessed more or less who the enemy was. The trouble to come to the Countess now is nothing more than the tripartite forces. The first is the demon, but the revenge of the devil will not come so fast. Besides, if the king of chaos wants revenge, he will first find him instead of the Countess.
The rest is the Temple of Fire. But the use of demonic spells can be big or small, and the Temple of Fire will obviously not slap at this moment. Besides, they would not abduct the nobles by such unsightly means? After talking about the Temple of Fire, you can close the door.
Then the rest can only come from the struggle for power within the Yanbao family. In fact, when diving into the manor for the first time, he realized that there might be something wrong with Yanborg, otherwise he would not let a girl come to this place to represent Earl of Yanborg. . And also brought the most powerful combat power inside Yanbao.
What he didn't expect was that the Ampersel war had just ended, and the nobles who didn't know how to live and die came to trouble him. And still shot directly at Dilferi.
The anger in Brando's heart burst into flames.
"Miss is in her room on the second floor, and someone is going to be against her-!"
"Which room is her room?" Brando interrupted before asking the Knightess's words. The young lord's cold tone gave Niya a slight stun, probably not understanding why the other side was so angry.
In her opinion, Brando was one of the culprits that made Dilferi become what he is now. She didn't have much interest in Brando. But now I had to answer weakly, "In the third room from the left, upstairs, Lord, please help me soon ..."
Before the horsewoman's weak words were finished, Brando's earth sword had suddenly emerged from the sheath, and the dark sword edge reflected her heart slightly. She fully felt the killing sentiment from the young lord, and the next moment Brando disappeared in front of her.
Cruz's flashing sword.
Brando used exactly the striker. He backhanded a sword and swung at a pillar on the second-floor corridor, and even a person with a sword cut it off and landed on it.
The door to Dilferi's room was already in front of him.
But it was at this time that Brando's keen hearing allowed him to finish listening to the last conversation between Acker and Dilferi. It was okay not to listen, and almost didn't make Brando crazy.
Is this still human?
Although he had long known about Erew because of unbearable rumors among some nobles, as an elder brother, he was able to deal with his sister. Brando's body is absolutely unacceptable, whether it is half the soul of a modern man or the heart of the simple boy from Butch.
He was so cold in his heart that he could only have been so angry when everything Fruhburger saw with his eyes. The elements of the space solidify with the wrath of its master. Before Brando's sword is out, a rime of frost blooms around him with a slamming sound.
Brando forwarded a sword.
The door was torn apart, and then he saw the inexplicable face. Although handsome, he was ugly like a demon.
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