Chapter 4 Chapter 4 She was carried here by Reese with one arm...

When Lin Miao pushed the door open, Reis had just finished a strength training session.

The metal walls in the empty room were twisted and deformed, a large amount of demonic energy was flowing everywhere, and the hot breath turned into white mist.

The demon standing in the center had her long hair tied up, and a tight, belly-exposing short-sleeved shirt wrapped around her undulating honey-colored skin. Beads of sweat kept rolling down, wetting the chains wrapped around her waist and abdomen.

Hearing the noise at the door, he quickly looked over, with a lingering murderous intent on his handsome face and intense emotions in his golden pupils, like erupting magma.

The three-headed dog's strength training includes but is not limited to multiple pressure, weighted dragging, bite simulation and controlled fighting, each of which can easily stimulate the violent factors in his body.

Reese stared at the human girl who suddenly broke in, and could hardly suppress the overwhelming desire to destroy in his heart.

But Lin Miao seemed unaware and smiled widely.

"Mr. Reese, I'm here to give you blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils stretched vertically and contracted into two narrow lines.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Miao didn't say much either. He simply grasped the handle of the folding knife, pointed the blade at his palm and was about to cut it.

Reese moved.

He was moving so fast that she didn't even notice his movements.

By the time she reacted, the folding knife had been snatched away by the man, spun around in his fingertips, and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Dirty." The three-headed dog frowned and uttered a short syllable.

Before she could ask any questions, her body flew into the air - Reese carried her with one arm to the only high chair here.

A pair of sharp little fangs suddenly appeared. He raised his face and grabbed Lin Miao's wrist. The remaining temperature on the leather gloves was so hot that it made people tremble.

Lin Miao clenched her palms, raised her eyebrows and looked at him, the meaning in her eyes was clear: he had to give her an explanation.

"...The knife is dirty. It will contaminate the blood." Reese said dryly, his tone sounding unconvincing.

The golden eyes that had turned into vertical pupils looked at her from bottom to top. It should have been a dangerous signal when preparing for hunting, but for some reason she saw a bit of wet and pitiful meaning.

Seeing that he was not going to speak again, Lin Miao thought for a few seconds and obediently spread out his hands.

The man lowered his head and moved closer. The moment the fangs pierced his palm, it felt like being pricked by a rose thorn, a little itchy, but not as painful as expected.

Bright blood spread between Reese's pale and dry lips. His eyelashes trembled as he swallowed, and occasionally a few sticky and satisfied hums escaped from his nose.

Seeing that he was gradually calming down, Lin Miao scratched the dog's chin with her nails. He suddenly stopped and retracted his fangs as if he was awakened.

"...and you're not allowed to come in while I'm still in this training room. Do you hear me?"

The three-headed dog, having regained its senses, glared at her fiercely and added a new rule.

"I heard it. I won't do it again next time." Lin Miao's tone was as sincere as it could be.

"There's a next time?!"

Lin Miao seemed to see the fur on the dog's back stand up one by one. She struggled to suppress the corners of her mouth that were curled up, and solemnly assured, "Of course not."

——Although this is impossible, she has the right to say whatever she wants.

"Hmph, that's better." Reis sneered, his face full of disbelief.

His eyes inadvertently fell on the palm of her hand.

Only a faint pink mark of healing remained.

The entrance to Hell, the banks of the River Styx, lacked the sun, and there was no natural distinction between day and night. The magically powered castle dimmed and dimmed its lights at the will of its master, remaining brightly lit most of the time. She could only vaguely gauge the passage of time, arranging her activities and rest periods according to the three-headed dog's unwavering schedule.

She considered the time when Reese went to the bottom of the Styx to suppress the rebellious monsters and go hunting as the morning, and during this time she explored the castle;

While he was training in the castle and cultivating his magical powers on the throne in the afternoons, she would stay in the reading room, reading and learning about the various components of this world (Lin Miao had initially worried that she wouldn't be able to understand the language of this world, but to her surprise, the twisted cursive characters flowed smoothly into her brain, as if automatically translated, leaving her feeling relieved).

At night, she would go to feed him blood on time, and at the same time, she would show her presence and constantly add anchor points about herself to his memory.

There were only two things that puzzled her.

Firstly, the top floor of the castle was covered by a strange black barrier, making it impossible to get close; secondly, there were very few books in the reading room that mentioned hell, and all the content that might involve the three-headed dog seemed to have been forcibly erased, and the information available was almost zero.

She asked Reis about the former, and the devil gave her a meaningful look and said, "Don't touch it if you don't want to die"; as for the latter... Lin Miao couldn't help but suspect that someone was secretly increasing the difficulty of her strategy task.

Why force each other!

Three days later, Lin Miao's knowledge reserves improved by leaps and bounds. She had a general understanding of the Holy Continent, and the layout and structure of the castle were also imprinted in her brain.

Of course, her relationship with Reese was getting "better"—at least that's what she thought.

For example, after feeding him blood one time, she inadvertently revealed to him her love for his hair.

"Lord Reis, no one has ever told you that black and red hair color is one of the greatest creations in the world, right?"

"No one has said that." Reis glanced at her with a half-smile.

"Well, now I have it." Lin Miao readily accepted the advice, praising him like a stream of water. "How can such a perfect color combination exist! You have such great taste! I love this hair style! It looks great when it's down, and it's even more beautiful in a high ponytail!"

"...My hair is natural." The corners of the man's mouth twitched strangely, about to rise but then he pulled it down as if he remembered something.

"Superficial humans actually focus on external colors like black and red."

"That's because these colors are intertwined in your hair, so it looks beautiful." Lin Miao immediately expressed his sincerity, and his eyes were almost overflowing with admiration and love.

“…smooth-tongued.”

He snorted coldly, but pulled his collar uncomfortably and turned his head away.

Seeing that the three-headed dog seemed very satisfied, Lin Miao finally revealed his ugly face——

"...then, touch your hair?"

That night, Lin Miao savored the soft and slippery touch and hid in bed contentedly.

For example, one morning.

After getting completely tired of bread and milk, Lin Miao went into the kitchen carrying the pigeon that the devil had brought back the day before, which he claimed to have "accidentally" picked up and which might have also "accidentally" lost all its feathers.

Then, she stared at the bare pigeon on the chopping board, and was reluctant to drop the kitchen knife.

…She forgot that her cooking skills were not good enough to allow her to handle a whole bird.

A chuckle came from the kitchen door. She turned her head and saw a man who should have left the house long ago, leaning against the wall with his arms folded. He looked at her for an unknown amount of time, his dark golden eyes full of interest.

"You won't kill me?" He curled his lips.

Lin Miao's eyes rolled, "Are you going to help me?"

"Beg me." The man's narrow eyes turned up, and his tone was lazy with a slight nastiness.

"Then I beg you," Lin Miao responded without any shame, "The wise and powerful Lord Reis will definitely help a weak and helpless me deal with this pigeon, right?

As if he didn't expect the woman to "surrender" so quickly, he was speechless for a few seconds, and his steps were a little stiff when he walked in.

Reiss stood beside Lin Miao, his gray shirt cut into a deep V-neck, almost reaching his chains. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his sleek, muscular arms. He took the kitchen knife from her and, in a flash, gutted the pigeon, removing the head and entrails, picking out all the edible parts and placing them in a bowl. His movements were so fluid that Lin Miao gasped in amazement.

"You're amazing." Lin Miao praised him from the bottom of his heart. With this kind of skill, who would believe that he was the notorious three-headed dog of hell who ate monsters alive?

Reis glanced at her and skillfully coated the pigeon meat with a layer of oil. The magic flame in his hand rose, and the surface of the meat instantly turned golden and exuded an enticing aroma.

"I just don't want to waste food." He said first, blocking Lin Miao's unspoken words of thanks.

"...I understand," Lin Miao arched his eyebrows, "waste is shameful."

The man controlled the heat just right. She blew on it briefly, then broke off a piece with her fingers and held it to his lips. "Try it."

"I don't eat this..." Reese wanted to refuse.

Accompanied by his gluttony, his food needs are terrifying. He can convert all the essence, blood and inner core of monsters into magic energy and absorb it in a few seconds, and rarely eats meat directly.

Before he could finish his words, she had already stuffed the meat between his lips. Reese subconsciously opened his mouth, the tenderness of the pigeon meat mixed with the softness of his fingertips rubbing against his gums. The tip of his tongue unconsciously swept over it, and a strange itch spread across his entire tongue.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Miao withdrew her fingers and stared at him intently with her bright eyes.

“………I’m going out.” He turned around suddenly, his black and red ponytail drew a semicircle in the air, and his back looked like he was fleeing in panic.

…

In short, she felt that it was time to move on to the next step.

Looking at the surface of the River Styx outside the window, which was no longer as silent as before, Lin Miao tapped the window frame lightly with his fingertips.

If the ancient texts were correct, then tomorrow would be the day of the year when Hell's barrier would be at its weakest, and a large number of monsters would attempt to cross the Styx and rush into the human world. As the guardian, Reis would inevitably consume more magic power and incur a greater cost in eliminating them.

This was a perfect opportunity for her to use her second skill.

On the second day, the water of the River Styx really stirred up huge waves, like a trapped beast constantly hitting a cage, and the ferocious waves boiled and roared under the dark dome.

Even though Lin Miao had not witnessed the battlefield in person, he could easily imagine the brutality of the battle at the barrier.

After getting the desired result, she returned to her room and waited patiently. After she finished flipping through the second book, she heard the sound of the door next door opening and closing.

Her spirits lifted.

"Knock, knock, knock." Lin Miao knocked on the door of the bedroom next door.

No one answered.

If the faint sound from inside the door hadn't reminded her that there must be someone inside, she would have even thought that the noise just now was just her illusion.

"Knock, knock, knock." Lin Miao knocked persistently, and as he wished, he heard the man's low and angry warning from inside the door.

"On the count of three, get back to your own bedroom!"

"But you haven't drunk today's blood yet." She responded obediently.

"...Not needed today. Go back." The man's voice became even colder.

"...But the river kept making a lot of noise. I was scared and couldn't sleep."

Lin Miao seemed unable to hear the three-headed dog's refusal, and she offered another excuse in a grumbling tone. She took another step forward, almost pressing against the door.

After a moment of silence, the door was suddenly opened.