v3 Chapter 111： , After the rain...

"Hell at me... why am I... so unlucky? Blood...give me blood my power... my power—"

The original clear and seductive voice, at this moment, slowly turned into a ghostly cry.

Cecilia stretched out her hand and constantly grabbed Smila who fell to the ground in a coma. The blood-red eyes were not only for greed, but also for her own life.

Today, it is not far from dawn.

The battle over there is about to end.

She couldn't imagine, if she was always nailed here, but still unable to move, where would she end up?

……………………dead……………………?

"No... I don't want to die... I am the eternal youth... I am a beauty... How can a beauty leave the story? Damn... Damn my luck... How could it be so bad? It's not fair... This is absolutely...absolutely unfair"

Walnut was covering the wound on his shoulder, looking at Cecilia who was struggling on the steel pillar over there with a bit of a daze. She watched her struggles, her dissatisfaction and grievances. Looking at her, her originally beautiful face is now becoming more and more ugly under hatred and anger, like a ghost...

"is it you?"

In Cecilia's wailing, Walnut raised her head and looked at the ceiling.

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No voice responded to her around. It was just a gust of wind that blew off the shaky curtains on the edge of the bed and covered Smila over there.

"I know... You must be here... Although, I don't know who you are... I don't know what your purpose is. But... I still have to thank you... Thank you for saving me..."

Quiet, still echoing in the air. Except for the scream, there was no sound.

"Thank you for helping me these days... I know that many of the reasons why I am still alive are due to you. Thank you... Don't worry, I will definitely save Miss Smila from here. I swear to you in the name of...Stag Royale, Frihus. Miss Smila will never encounter any danger again...any"

Huh, huh...

The wind in the air vibrated.

What does this mean? thank? Or is it a simple compliment?

In other words, these wind sounds have no meaning, they are just the sound of natural wind...?

Everything looks very ordinary.

Everything seems to be just a chance born in the ordinary.

Walnut exhaled, slowly, came to Cecilia's side over there, lowered her head and looked at her.

"Princess...? Please... save me... the sun... the sun will be... soon..."

"......Yes... the sun is about to rise."

Walnut looked at Cecilia, her beautiful face and her bright red lips. At this moment, there was no anger in Walnut's eyes, nor any hatred.

Instead, it was a touch of pity...

And sadness.

"help me"

"Don't worry, Aunt Cecilia. The reason why I came here... myself, was to save you..."

Walnut knelt down and stroked Cecilia's hair lightly. There was a kind and gentle smile on her face, there was no violence or murder.

Yes, only the purest blessing...

"you you……?"

"Sleep well... OK? Aunt Cecilia."

Walnut stroked Cecilia's hair lightly and smiled warmly—

"After you sleep and wake up, everything will become normal. All... all..."

In the east, a bit of whiteness has begun to show.

Cecilia's eyes widened, as if shuddering from extreme panic

At this moment, Walnut gently pulled down the clothes on her shoulders, opened her mouth, and gently...

Bit her throat...

"Do not--------------"

The scream of sin slowly dissipated in the sky that gradually erased the darkness, and finally returned to tranquility...

When the idiot who was covered in blood came to this room because all the blood races suddenly retreated, the only thing he saw was the nail nailed to the steel pillar, burning in the sun, without any struggle. Body.

And on the bed next to him, Smila lying quietly...

That's it.

"……………………walnut……………………"

The idiot held the sword, turned his head, and looked around.

But now, where is the shadow of walnut in this room that has been illuminated by the morning sun?

She is gone.

After saying goodbye a few hours ago, the princess took the answers to all the puzzles that idiots could not solve, and just like this, disappeared into the night...

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The sunlight during the day once again shone the earth, dispelling all the darkness and gloom.

As the fourth squadron of the garrison had not returned for a long time, the other squads immediately started searching. Finally, those large and small corpses lying on the ground were finally found in the Dracula area. Overnight, the number of humans who died in this Dracula area reached dozens of people.

For a while, the media was shocked, and the whole building was panicked. King Mudu immediately ordered a rigorous investigation, demanding a thorough search of everything that happened here that night.

However, the residents of the entire Dracula district seemed to have evaporated, disappearing from this world without a trace.

What happened this night seems to have become a secret forever.

In addition to the corpses that died after being sucked up with blood, the corpses with fangs in their mouths and multiple fatal wounds on their bodies but still not dead are even more surprising. However, people soon discovered that these corpses began to emit a scorching smell quickly in the sun, and finally, as if burned, quickly turned into coke.

This is a tragedy, and it is even more extinct. After this tragedy occurred, the entire wind and sand immediately entered a state of first-level security, hoping to prevent the recurrence of this tragedy, and at the same time, to find out who was behind the tragedy.

In the beginning, the search for this tragedy was handled by the Norius family. But two days later, the entire search situation has not improved. On the contrary, some members of the Norius family responsible for the search also disappeared somehow and could not be found.

After seven days, the deterioration of this situation made Mudu furious with the slowness of Duke Norius' actions. It was at this time that some members of the Goodsey family began to speak out, claiming that they hoped to take over this task.

Under death and fear, the Duke of Norius accepted this suggestion without any means, and gave all the right of search to the Goodsay family. That night, some caring people heard wailing from the streets at night. But when they ventured out to check, they didn't see anything.

In just three days, the Goodsey family announced the case. This is a large-scale cult criminal activity organized by a terrorist organization that calls itself "Holy Fury". This organization takes the **** of blood as the object of worship, and always draws the blood of the victims out for sacrifice.

In the report handed over by the Goodsay family, the situation of the battle was described in detail. And the news that the leader of the enemy bandit was killed on the spot.

For such a quick handling method, the Norius family certainly reported strong skepticism on this point. Not to mention that I have never heard of this organization before, even the name of the **** of blood has not been heard.

At the beginning, Mudu was naturally not convinced by the rapid processing speed of the Goodsay family. However, as time went by, the situation that would have killed people almost every night seemed to disappear suddenly and never appeared again. At this point, Mudu had to be convinced of the effectiveness of the Goodsay family. For the Norius family, this can be described as the first heavy blow to the Goodsee family after taking power.

However, all of the above is already something...

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woo woo woo woo------

The whistle resounded through the sky.

Under this clear sky, the Magic Train Station is running as usual, maintaining its unique rhythm.

On the platform, people began to wave goodbye to each other. To my family and friends, I would like to offer my last care before the farewell.

Everything is so ordinary and impermanent.

"During this period, you really have been working hard. I hope you can get a new life in a new city."

Xingli smiled and blessed the girl in front of her. Smila, who was carrying the package, nodded grinningly, expressing gratitude.

"Then, Mr. Bai, please bring Miss Smila's things. The car is about to start."

Xing Li turned her head and said to the idiot beside her. The idiot took a lot of luggage, got into the car, and put it next to Smila's seat.

"But to be honest, I'm still a little worried. Is it really okay? Your husband..."

There was a smile in Xing Li's eyes, but beyond the smile, there was still some hesitation. Smila shook her head slightly, and said, "It's okay. Don't worry, although my husband has been dead for three years, but..."

Smila clutched her chest, her face showing infinite sweetness.

"But, I have a hunch. Even though my husband has passed away. But... he always seems to be with me. Always... always..."

The whistle sounded again.

Smila, immersed in memories, was awakened by the whistle. At this moment, the weather is clear and the train is ready to start.

"Ah, yes."

Before getting into the car, Smila suddenly turned her head, smiled at an idiot, and said--

"Although this may be just a dream. But I think I seem to have seen the princess. And in three days...it should be the birthday of the princess?"

The idiot looked up and didn't speak.

With the sound of the whistle, Smila smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, and patted the idiot on the shoulder——

"Then... Come on." V