"I finally understand how you got in, and you used my own brother and my son to deceive me?" The Countess glared angrily at Dandrien, looking eager to eat the man in front of her and make him a worthless, stinking pile of excrement. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a saying that when one party is the first to get angry in a conversation, there is no doubt that the calm other party has already taken the initiative in the conversation.

So the expression on Dandrien's face became calmer: "Deception? At some point, a white lie is a must. ”

"Fuck you!" The countess spat out a dirty word fiercely, and looked at Dandrion in front of her through gritted teeth: "Say, what the hell are you going to do to let them go, huh?" ”

"Spare it?" Dandrion frowned, and looked at the countess with some puzzlement: "I think you may have misunderstood, madam, I never had any intention of harming them. Perhaps I need to say it again, if it weren't for your brother and son who saved my life, the three of you would have ended up in destruction. ”

"That's right." Dandrion concluded, softly but firmly, "I'm not only saving you, I'm saving their lives as well." ”

The Countess let out a sneer, her eyes flickering, her eyes fixed on Dandrien, the expression on her face becoming fierce at one time, and hesitant at another.

"Think," Dandrien's words echoed in the countess's ears like a demonic whisper, "think of what will happen to your dearest brother and child when you become a heretic. Death is probably only the slightest punishment for them, and you should know very well what kind of torture and torture they will go through before being burned at the stake. ”

"Shut up!" The Countess interrupted Dandrion with a scream: "Don't think I don't know your purpose, you're here for the treasure in that box!" ”

Dandrion nodded without the slightest hesitation: "That's right, I did come for that treasure, that is the biggest purpose of my trip." But don't forget, there's no conflict between acquiring that artifact and saving the lives of all three of you. ”

This sentence seemed to hit the soft underbelly of the countess, and the expression on her face instantly calmed down a lot, and she began to think in silence.

After a long time, she suddenly said, "How do I know you're not lying to me?" How do I know that after you got the box, you didn't try to clear the three of us, but turned around and ruthlessly killed us all? ”

Dandrien was overjoyed when she heard this, and the reason was simple, since the Countess could say such a thing, it could only prove one thing - that is, her heart had indeed begun to loosen.

"I don't have to deceive you at all," he said, "because I've been talking to you long enough for me to search this room once - I know the treasure must be in this room, isn't it?" ”

The countess's chest rose and fell violently, and it was evident that there was a fierce battle of ideas.

"Don't forget," Dandrien looked at the almost insignificant, beautiful stunner in front of him, "I'm an angel." ”

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The Countess let out a long breath, and for the first time a dejected look appeared on her beautiful face.

"You won."

Perhaps in the eyes of others, she is just a debaucherous woman and a cruel and ruthless heretic who can torture and kill others by any means to achieve her goals, but anyone will have a weakness, and her weakness does not come from herself, but from the two men she loves the most.

Her brother and son.

She can abandon the light and throw herself into the arms of darkness for the sake of her faith, but she can also turn her back on the faith in her heart that should be strong for the sake of love.

"Love" is one of the most indescribable, complex, and at the same time the greatest things.

Dandrion's face showed a triumphant smile: "You won't regret it, ma'am. ”

"I hope so." The expression on the countess's face had returned to normal, and instead of looking at Dandrion again, she got up from the couch: "Follow me." ”

Dandrion stood up and followed her.

The Countess walked over to an oil painting hanging on the wall of the room, and pressed it lightly somewhere on the frame.

After a soft click, a secret door suddenly opened silently on the wall next to the painting, and a secret room appeared in front of Dandrien.

The two entered the chamber, and with a wave of her hand, the Countess lit the lamp, allowing Dandrion to see the scene in the chamber.

The chamber was not large, only about four or five square meters, and there was nothing in it, except for a table in the middle with a small square box on it.

"This chest should be the treasure you want." The countess's fingers gently stroked the surface of the box, and her expression looked quite complicated: "It's a pity that I have exhausted all means in the past few days, and the eldest prince will not tell me the way to open this box." ”

Dandrion also walked over to the table, taking a closer look at the small, unremarkable looking box.

The box was made of some material, but it was smooth and sturdy to the touch, and Dandrien tried it and found that his fighting spirit could not penetrate the outer shell of the box.

"It's not just a fighting spirit," said the countess beside her, "I've tried, and this chest can't be broken with a blade." ”

Dandrion thought for a moment and asked, "Have you tried his blood?" ”

In Dandrien's memory, there were indeed certain items that required a certain bloodline to be activated, and perhaps the chest in front of him belonged to this category.

But the Countess's answer made Dandrien's conjecture come to naught: "I tried, but it didn't work." ”

Dandrion frowned slightly, but the expression on his face immediately softened.

Although he had not been able to see with his own eyes what was inside the chest, the angel who had descended from the heavens was able to determine that the box must be the egg of the dragon of light with the subtle sense of some kind of light being.

For Dandrien, that's enough.

So he breathed a sigh of relief, took the box in his hand, and said to the countess, "Change your clothes, and let's go." ”

"Let's go?"

"That's right." Dandrien nodded, "I'll call your brother and child later, and I'll take you out of this place." With my presence, then the Church will no longer act against you - provided that you repent before God and give up all the dark power you have cultivated within you. ”

"Okay." The Countess nodded very calmly, obviously having thought of such a result when she promised Dandrien, and in fact such a result was an unprecedented blessing for a heresy like hers.

So she said, "Wait—"

At this moment, a gust of gloomy wind suddenly blew, whether it was the outside room or the secret room where the two of them were, all the lights were blown out in an instant, and everything in front of the two of them immediately fell into complete darkness.

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