Ring

Chapter 71

National Hotel Budapest, Courtyard Suite.

The pure white gardenias are fragrant and fragrant, and the whole courtyard is filled with a refreshing fragrance.In the midst of this intoxicating fragrance of flowers, Edgar, who was supposed to be resting indoors, sat leisurely on the hand-woven bamboo chair, holding some bread crumbs in his hand, and sprinkled them one by one to the different people in front of him. Birds pecking in the distance.

Chirping birds are not afraid of life.They had a good impression of the brown-haired man who fed them, and some even jumped to Edgar's feet with wings flapping, raised their black eyes, and looked at him curiously.

This man was handsome, but the bloody aura emanating from his body could fool the eyes of humans, but not the bird's perception of danger.They should have been far away from this dangerous man, but his actions were very friendly and the smile on his face was very gentle, which made these birds who were standing far away pecking at the bread crumbs gradually let go of their guards. It just jumped onto his hand and went directly to peck the bread in his hand.

Bird moves like a naive girl—even though she is warned of the man's danger, she is still bewitched by his superficial gentleness, and gradually puts down her new house and throws herself into his side.

Such a defenseless and innocent appearance made a smile appear on the corner of the man's pale lips. He couldn't help stretching out his fingers and gently stroked the fluff on the bird's back.The fluff on the bird's back is delicate and soft. Touching it with your hands is like stroking the long hair of a beautiful girl.

Perhaps his actions pleased the little bird.It shook its body, raised its head and pecked at the man's fingers in a friendly manner, then continued to peck at the bread with its head down.

"..."

Like a... girl.

This reason suddenly crossed his mind, and a gloomy color flashed in his brown pupils.However, in the next moment, his eyes suddenly became sharper, and he stared straight at the direction not far from the courtyard.

The bird pecking at the bread naturally felt the change in the man's breath.It shrank its neck, as if it wanted to fly away, but stayed.

In the next instant, a dark purple magic circle suddenly spread across the place where the birds were pecking at the bread crumbs, as if the Lord of Hades had opened his black eyes.The range that that eye is looking at is the territory of the underworld, and as long as you look at it, you will be involuntarily sucked into the vortex leading to hell.

The birds flew away screaming.

The dark purple color is like ink seeping from the magic circle, forming in the wind, condensing into the appearance of a woman in a red dress.Her eyes were blurred and charming, and her red dress was as dark as coagulated blood. If it wasn't Iska, how could it be anyone else!

However, there was an obvious scar on her neck.However, even the wound on the door of life cannot harm her life, because there are only two ways to kill the blood race.

The first is to pierce their hearts with silverware.

The second is to tie them to the stake and burn them to ashes.

Edgar raised his eyebrows - he knew Della's ability, she definitely didn't have the ability to stab Iska's life with a sword.Therefore, it was probably Wei Shenzhi who made the move.

However, although Wei Shenzhi practiced spells, due to his lack of experience, it was unlikely that he would seriously injure Iska.Who is it...

While thinking this way, while looking at Iska who looked embarrassed, he felt angry and felt a sense of revenge.She was Victoria's enemy, the sinner who sent Victoria and their unborn child to the stake.Her pain is the nourishment he has absorbed... As long as it can keep them struggling in purgatory forever, then he will not hesitate! !

The smile on the corners of Edgar's lips grew wider, but the color of his pupils also became dark and gray, and even the light of the sky could not cast a reflection on his pupils.The man's fingers trembled involuntarily, as if he would crush the weak bird in his hand to death at any moment.

"Your Excellency Flanders." Iska didn't care about himself to describe his embarrassment.She looked at him with a sneer and bowed to him, but she didn't directly cut to the point, "Your charm really remains the same as before, and even such a shy little bird is willing to stay in your hands."

"You are willing to condescend to appear in front of me with this unmodified appearance, without any modification of your elegant appearance with those worldly clothes and powders. I am sincerely afraid."

After all, Edgar's satirical skills are also top-notch after years of experience in the United States.Seeing Iska gritted his teeth, he snorted and said, "I don't know what happened to make you, who always pay attention to appearance, appear in front of me like this?"

However, Iska suddenly laughed.It's just that the curvature of the corners of the lips slowed down slightly, but there was a charming and unprovoked charm.The air was instantly filled with a bewitching fragrance, and Iska raised his eyes to look at him, and lightly interrupted his words:

"Flanders, you want to take the initiative in our conversation. That's very unlike you."

As she said this, Shi Shi ran forward a few steps.Edgar felt the little thing tremble in his hand.

"It's because this little bird reminded you of His Excellency Victoria's words... Oh, no, although she has been dead for many years, she is still Countess Bathory."

Just as Edgar opened his mouth, Iska's figure suddenly teleported over!She leaned forward, put a finger on Edgar's lips lightly, and a charming voice sounded in his ears:

"Women suffer pain that men will never understand, and the title of Lord Bathory should not belong to men."

"The chief executive is also a man."

"So he will not be the next Earl Bathory."

"!!!"

Before Edgar could finish digesting the rebellious words, Iska let him go.Although she straightened up, she still supported the chair with the other hand, and looked at the little bird with gentle and compassionate eyes, but seemed to hate iron.Then, she stretched out her hand to it, and said softly:

"Leave that man and come to my side."

At such a close distance, Edgar made a lightning strike and grabbed the woman by the throat.He ruthlessly pulled the woman's face closer to him, and almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth:

"Men also suffer in pain that women don't understand, you lunatics."

Iska did not dodge, allowing him to strangle his throat fiercely.She raised her head and looked directly into his eyes, her eyes no longer had the blurredness before, as if the wind and snow had suddenly drifted away.

"Are you refuting Her Majesty Victoria, Flanders." Iska asked, "Or...you haven't thought about what she said to you at all?"

"The era of Victoria's birth and everything she has experienced is destined to make her think so. Just because I fall in love with her doesn't mean I want to be assimilated by her."

"Excuse."

Iska smiled.

"If not, why did you give her the name of Bathory? Why did you give up your human status? You are her captive, Flanders. She has controlled you since she was alive. You have established a class in Normandy Gong, even if you die, you are fighting and dying for the noble ideals of mankind—whether it is peace or love for the motherland. You are a martyr, and your soul could have returned to heaven, but Victoria forcibly pulled you into to hell."

"She forcibly gave you a first hug when you were unable to resist. She took your blood, robbed your body of nutrients, and squeezed you into a corpse. She deprived you of your identity as a human being, and took 'love' as the The name controls your soul and makes you give it all willingly. So..."

Iska stretched out his hand to caress Edgar's face, and the expression on his face was extremely compassionate, like a goddess who is watching the suffering of the world but is still enjoying it.Edgar's expression was distorted by anger, but Iska laughed again:

"Here, look." She pouted, "Even if she is dead, I can easily use her to provoke you, let you be controlled by the anger caused by her, and make you forget your original reason and calmness, And forget your original purpose."

"!!!"

He did forget!

He wanted to get her information about the chief executive, as well as insinuating who hurt her! !

But he actually forgot!Because she mentioned Victoria... the woman he once loved deeply and is still deeply attached to today...

"Okay, Flanders, let me go, you don't want to die with me." Something cold patted his arm lightly.Edgar looked down and saw that it was a silver knife!

At this distance, if she chooses to stab her heart with the dagger, then he will die on the spot!

Thinking of this, he immediately pushed Iska out.The woman's figure stopped steadily at the place where she appeared before, and there was a bruise on her fair neck.However, surprisingly, the astonishing recovery ability of the blood race did not completely heal the wound on her neck!

"Oh, you are really interesting, Flanders." Iska laughed, as if the other party's behavior pleased her, "In this case, I will tell you the news you may need to know. But..."

Her pupils closed suddenly, and the sound of swift footsteps came from a distance!

"The temptress! What do you want to do!"

The technique of shrinking the ground into an inch brought Wei Shenzhi and Daila back to the courtyard in an instant.However, before Iska had time to do anything more, a slender long knife with piercing vindictiveness was like a lone rainbow penetrating the sun, sweeping towards her with a forceful rage like a long wind and piercing clouds!

"It's not that easy this time, Fu Sangshen!"

She opened her five fingers, and a dark pattern emerged from her palm, which turned into a dark purple translucent shield in an instant, reaching straight to the sharp sword!

The air current brought about by the collision of black magic and battle qi caused all the surrounding flowers to drift in the wind in an instant.Wei Shenzhi hurriedly pulled Edgar up from the chair, formed a talisman to envelop the three of them, and asked Edgar angrily:

"It's this time, what are you doing in the chair?! Are you courting death?!"