Dark green tea, outwardly innocent but inwardly vicious, manipulative villainess + no fixed CP + all characters are pathologically insane + illogical Mary Sue.
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Chapter 312 Blood Clan White Moonlight is a Witch (43)
The senses seem to be infinitely slowed down.
His hearing and sense of smell became clearer than ever before, and the passage of time seemed to slow down quietly at this moment. At first, he went to wait outside the reception room, deliberately staying away from the conversation.
only.
The sweet and fishy smell that permeates the air is like wisps of thin threads winding around.
Sweet fragrance.
Like a spirit snake wandering in the air, quietly spitting out its bloody red tongue, it slowly emerged from the gap in the door.
The taste of blood.
Strange sounds followed, mixed with panting whispers and the man's almost pleading words.
Not missing a single word.
All of this fell into Leonard's ears. Before coming here to wait, Leonard was also guessing the purpose of this vampire duke's visit.
only.
The other person's words and those ambiguous voices.
It completely overturned all of Leonard's thoughts.
Inside and outside the door are like two separate worlds, hiding all the darkness and filth inside the door, isolating the dazzling and warm sunshine outside the door.
What's going on inside?
When this thought began to emerge, it quietly took root in Leonard's mind like a demonic barrier, along with those intermittent strange voices.
Want to know what happened inside.
This idea spread like wildfire.
The cold, sticky and heavy negative emotions began to gradually erode his heart, and the little things he did with Qiao Xi unknowingly brought them closer.
besides.
Every time during training, the occasional closeness, as well as the girl's wholehearted help and sincerity towards him.
Everything that happened in the past.
Everything was replaying in his mind like a kaleidoscope. The faint sweet smell of blood first evoked Leonard's memory every time he approached Qiao Xi.
The subtle fragrance that you can feel.
An addictive and lingering taste.
Just like the sirens in mythology who were good at bewitching sailors with their beautiful singing voices, Qiao Xi quietly and slowly changed a person's heart, and the other person usually didn't realize these subtle changes in feelings immediately.
And when you realize it.
It's too late now, and you will only feel pain because of your obsession and fall.
For the first time in his life, Leonard felt lost.
Even when faced with the choice between swordsmanship and magic, he never felt confused.
When does it start?
Without realizing it, his heart was no longer pure.
Those little details that are usually easily overlooked, even the little things that are downplayed and ignored in daily life. As the ambiguous voice came from inside the door, they were gradually swallowed up and drowned by the cold black wave.
Little by little.
It sent a chill down his spine, then spread to every part of his body.
Leonard stood outside the door, his face pale. His pupils, which had suddenly contracted, became hollow in an instant, then trembled slightly. What was gradually replacing the light in his eyes? What emotion was gradually extinguishing the calmness in his eyes?
It can be said that I was shocked beyond words.
Or maybe the world is collapsing too quickly.
All the beautiful moments and past events are like fragile dreams that will break into thousands of pieces with the slightest touch.
He thought.
At least Qiao Xi was unique, at least the witch was special. She showed no partiality to anyone, nor showed pity to anyone. She was like a god in charge of order, always adhering to her duties and mission.
until--
This sudden reality turned Leonard's world upside down.
He stood outside the door.
The world inside the door seemed like a fallen place. The witch, who should have been treated as a god by him, was now being desecrated by the vampires, with the occasional sound of ambiguous kisses.
perhaps.
It must be the Duke, kissing her neck, which is as beautiful and graceful as a white swan.
Leonard knows it.
Countless times during training, I accidentally got close to Qiao Xi. That white and clean neck had the most perfect and smooth lines.
A slender figure like a girl.
Her waist was slender and her beauty was so unparalleled that even Leonard felt that the thought of approaching her was blasphemous.
But what about now?
The intermittent ambiguous sounds gradually died down.
Leonard stood outside the door, clenching his fists. His stiff body seemed to have long since lost its original function. The cold wind that poured in through the cracks in the window gradually seeped into every corner of his body, and the chill gradually numbed him.
It seems that even my thinking has become slow.
After a long time.
He slowly raised his hand, pushed the door open, and completely stepped into the darkness that was isolated from the light.
The person inside the door.
Seemed stunned.
The woman was leaning against the wall, a thick chain wrapped around her slender, fair wrist. The other end of the chain was connected to the collar around the neck of the vampire duke who held her in his arms.
When Angelo saw the man coming in.
The arms around Qiao Xi's waist tightened, he lowered his head slightly, put his thin lips close to Qiao Xi's ear, chuckled and whispered.
"My witch, why are you hiding a man when you already have one?"
He couldn't detect any aura from the other person.
Judging from his appearance, he is a human.
I think Qiao Xi must have done something to hide the breath of this human, and An Qiluo did not notice anything unusual when entering the tower.
Now.
When he saw the strange young man appear, a strange and twisted sadness flooded his heart, quickly diverting his attention.
Again.
A familiar scene.
The one she met before was Axel, but at that time Qiao Xi sided with Axel. What about this time?
Maybe the result will be the same.
Angelo knew that she would never side with him. But it didn't matter anymore, no matter who she side with.
He would let those around Qiao Xi.
One hope after another was shattered.
Angelo spoke softly, but in the silent reception room, any sound would become exceptionally clear.
Leonard heard it.
And when he listened to the duke's words, his inner thoughts were completely confirmed.
really……
The witch has a close relationship with this vampire. Why did she choose the vampires? Why did she willingly let them suck her blood?
He clearly possesses magical powers that surpass everyone else.
Why are you willing to do such a thing with those blood-sucking monsters?
There are so many questions I want to ask.
There were still too many doubts that remained unanswered. Leonard just looked at Qiao Xi, the woman who was lazily leaning in the Duke's arms. Her clear, beautiful eyes were filled with the innocence and purity of a little rabbit.
It was obviously because of her that the incident started.
But Qiao Xi seemed to be staying out of it, just blinking her bright eyes, her curious gaze wandering back and forth between the two of them.
final.
The woman smiled lightly, covering her lips.
"Leonard, how rude! How could you not knock on the door before entering the reception room?"
The same attitude as usual.
She was so frank and clean that there was no sign of anything unusual being discovered. Faced with such an embarrassing situation, she was still able to handle it with ease.
Why?
Leonard looked at Qiao Xi like this. Her tone and voice were the same as usual. But the woman in front of him, leaning on another man's arms, made him feel strange.
Rich and sweet fragrance.
The smell of blood in the air grew stronger, constantly reminding him of what had happened here.
The witch was drained of her blood.
She was being sucked blood by the vampire in front of her, but she was willing to do so.
Leonard's heart felt like it was being entangled and bound by extremely thin, yet sharp, wires. It was strangling him to the point of suffocation, unbearable, and bleeding profusely.
"……Why?"
He asked in a hoarse voice.
Leonard's blue eyes stared at Qiao Xi steadily, and the few syllables squeezed out of his throat seemed so dry and hoarse that they almost broke.