Chapter 149: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (7)
Upon hearing this, the black shadow sneered, and even the thick and flamboyant black fog around it trembled.
"But you have nothing left to trade. You have nothing now."
He spoke in a vulgar way, his icy voice carrying a strong sense of sarcasm and disdain, and the look he gave Cinderella was as if he was looking at a pile of extremely smelly garbage.
"I still have it! I still have what you want!"
Cinderella's shrill voice rose a few notches, and she seemed to have lost her mind and fallen into a state of madness.
"oh?"
The shadow seemed to be interested.
Cinderella awkwardly pulled out a messy strand of hair from her temples and handed it directly to the shadow, ignoring the pain.
"My hair! If you help me kill Dusula, I will give you my hair!"
Her originally tender and pleasant voice was hoarse due to excitement, and her throat was filled with a strong smell of blood.
"I'm not interested in your hair."
The black shadow sneered, as if mocking her current embarrassment and ugliness.
"Then what do you want? I'll give you anything! As long as you help me kill Dusula!"
Cinderella was almost going crazy, and she looked hysterical, like a ghost crawling out of hell.
The black shadow moved, and the bloody smell around it became stronger. An irresistible chill penetrated into Cinderella's bones through her pores.
She shuddered uncontrollably, the corners of her pale lips trembling, but her eyes held a coldness and malice that did not belong to her age.
Dusula...
Dusula!
She moaned these two words between her lips and teeth, as if she wanted to use her sharp fangs to bite her to pieces, pulling out her tendons and ripping her bones.
The black shadow was wandering, and the pair of terrifying red eyes hidden in the black fog looked down at Cinderella, and his voice was low, rough and cold.
"In exchange for the rest of your life, I will help you deal with Dusula."
The life span of a dirty and vicious person is the best tonic. Just thinking about it makes the black shadow extremely excited.
Cinderella's long, thick eyelashes trembled, and her petite body swayed, as if she was frightened by the shadow's words.
She began to hesitate.
"No... No, without my lifespan, I will die."
The black shadow chuckled and slowly moved in front of Cinderella, staring at her with blood-red eyes. His voice was slow, and every word he said was full of bewitching meaning.
"Give me your life, and I can help you kill everyone in the manor."
Cinderella was so scared that she covered her ears tightly, turned her head to the side, and trembled uncontrollably with cold sweat.
The black shadow was not annoyed at all. He was like a hunter at ease, watching his prey struggling in vain in the cage.
"Don't forget, they...are the culprits who killed your mother. Poor Cinderella, your unhappy childhood was caused by them."
He whispered, his cold and bloody breath bewitching Cinderella.
"Make a deal with me. Isn't blood all over this dirty manor what you want to see most?"
"What are you hesitating about? Incompetent and cowardly... Sin...Dr...Ra..."
At the end of his words, the black shadow stretched his lips into a sinister and eerie smile.
Cinderella seemed to be completely trapped in a nightmare, her eyes were dull and her pupils were stiff.
She lowered her hands from covering her ears, her lips opening and closing, the words she spoke without any emotion, like a puppet.
"Okay, I'll make a deal with you. You help me kill them. Kill all of them."
Having achieved his goal, the smile on the black shadow's face became more and more wild, and a cry of excitement escaped from his throat.
The black fog around him became thicker and thicker, almost covering his terrifying blood-red eyes, as if covering them with a veil.
This is that horrible and gloomy aura that cannot be concealed. It is so strong that it can almost corrupt a person's flesh and blood.
It is an evil ghost that crawled back from hell. It feeds on human desires and lifespans. Wherever it goes, corpses and blood are everywhere.
It is good at using the most despicable and low-end means to seduce people with evil minds, and then continuously obtain nutrients from them to strengthen itself.
Apparently, Cinderella is the new fertilizer container.
It is no longer satisfied with absorbing cheap things such as love, desire, and family affection. What it wants is a living life, the best nourishment in the world.
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Duke Ellas returned to the manor with a gloomy face, as if ink could drip out of it.
I heard that he was impeached by the earls in the palace again today, so Blanchett didn't dare to make him unhappy. She showed her understanding and gentle side, rubbing his shoulders to relax him.
"Look at you? You've been going to the palace so frequently these past few days that you've become exhausted, and yet those earls actually dared to impeach you. That's simply too much."
She spoke indignantly, her delicate and pretty face wrinkled in anger, and her blood-red nails seemed to want to penetrate the air and poke directly into the faces of those annoying earls.
Ailas was annoyed by her noise, and with the anger suppressed in his heart, he spoke in a bad tone.
"Don't mention it. One day, I'm going to make those rubbish kneel before me and beg for forgiveness!"
Blanchett stretched out her slender hand, gently pressed Ella's temples, and said
"That's right. Our Lord Duke is so capable and talented that there will always be a time when they will kneel down and beg for mercy."
Blanchett has been with Ellas for more than ten years, so she knows his temper very well. He is just a vain and stinky man.
She always has her own way of comforting Elas.
The slender jade hand pressed on the temples, relieving Ella's headache. Blanchett's compliments and praises further satisfied his self-esteem that had been lost in the palace.
He exhaled a breath, closed his eyes and enjoyed the massage.
After a while, just when Blanchett's wrist was sore, Ellas woke up, sat up from the sofa and asked
"What about them?"
Blanchett raised a gentle smile and whispered
"Anna and Dusula are playing outside. They will probably be back soon."
Ailas hummed softly, suddenly thought of something, and asked
"Where's Ella?"
Blanchett's eyes trembled, unable to hide her shock. This was the first time that Islas took the initiative to care about that little bitch.
She sighed with pretended regret, her voice soft.
"You don't know. This morning, Ella stole Anna's pearl necklace. Anna was so angry that she didn't even eat. I told her not to bother with Ella. If Ella liked it, she could just give it to her. But she insisted on saying she stole it. It was so unpleasant."
"Guess what happened? She had this little tantrum with me for a long time. She's really spoiled."
After listening to her complaints, Elas's eyes darkened, he pursed his lips and said nothing.
Blanchett carefully observed his expression and added
"What do you want to do with Rilla? Is there something wrong? I'll ask the servant to call her over."
"Call all three sisters over tonight. I have something to announce."
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