After that, even if Alice's dinner was quite exquisite, the little Lori of the Foggy Rain family didn't eat much. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 InfoMarisa, who has a lot of opinions about this, has made trouble with Yutong Juai a few times, but Yutong Juai still tries her best to appease her.

"Ah, yes."

After packing up the after-dinner work, Yutong said to Marisa and Alice.

"Can you help me take care of Qingzhi, I may have to go to the Red Devil Pavilion later."

"Yes, yes...... Red Devil Pavilion, is it because of those two little guys? ”

Alice raised her eyes, she knew that Yutong Shiai must have a guilty heart for the two little bats, and for a person who often apologized to others, Yutong Shiai could not be ashamed of the sisters of the Scarlett family.

"Let's just say that it's a little too early for Harue to go to the Red Devil Pavilion now, and it may be a little dangerous this time."

Yutong Shiai turned his head sideways to look at the little Lori of the Wuyu family who was still a little distracted on the other side of the table, and then spoke again.

"Marisa, thank you for making the trip to Reimu."

"Sort of help myself, this."

Marisa seems to be angry at Yutong Juai for letting Kiriyu Harue see that kind of thing before, and she doesn't plan to say more about Yutong Juai.

"Then I'm out of the house."

Yutong Shiai said this, said goodbye to them, and then flew towards the shore of the Lake of Fog again, and it didn't take long to see the huge and heavy mansion.

As always, this place is full of blood-colored and burdened oppression, the iron locks, the dull house style, there is a low and dim feeling.

He couldn't wake up the door that would prevent him from entering the mansion in his dreams, so he had to knock on the iron door several times. The facts show that this trick is still very useful.,Flawless.,Just like the silver-haired maid with an invisible ruler in her body followed the voice.,Open the door for Yutong Shiai and at the same time simply wake up Miss Menfan, who couldn't wake up Yutong Shiai before.。

It's very simple, without saying a word, just a matter of a flying knife.

"Mr. Ten Love seems to be busy lately, and he hasn't been to the Red Devil Pavilion for a long time."

Although Sixteen Nights Sakuya used ordinary ceremonial wording, Yutong Shiai seemed to be able to hear the other party's concern about the fact that he had arrived at the Red Devil Pavilion so long after Sakiya. He could only smile wryly and fold his hands.

"I'm sorry, I probably knew Miss Scarlett was going to be angry, but I really didn't have a good chance to come before."

"Anyway, please think about how to talk to the eldest lady."

Sixteen Nights Saki continued to walk in front of Yutong Shiai to lead the way for him, all the way through the flower garden tree house, the fountain stone path, the courtyard atrium, and the fountain square that Shiai had also walked through, and then followed the covered corridor to the main hall.

In the hall more than ten meters high, there are dazzling crystal lamps hanging from the dome upside down, but there is no dazzling sense when you look directly at it. A thick carpet covered the floor, gently holding his shoes. The walls are elegant and noble patterns, I don't know if it's wallpaper or other means. There is a row of tables on the wall, on which are either sculptures, bonsai, or paintings. The stained glass paintings, which are six or seven meters high, let through the faint afterglow of the setting sun, but they are not so obvious in the light of the crystal lamps.

Looking at the sigils on the carpet, they all led people's eyes to the seat on a high platform in the depths of the hall. And above this seat, the lord of the Red Devil Pavilion with a face holding his chin in his right hand, the great and majestic Remilia Scarlet, the king of the night, the eternal bright red young moon.

"It's been a long time, Yutong Ten Love. You're still the same, and so am I. ”

The girl sat on the high platform by herself, and looked at Yutong Shiai with a little downward gaze. Yutong Shiai didn't mind, he just laughed with him and responded to the girl.

"Long time no see, Remilia. I'm here to apologize today. ”

"Apologize?"

Remilia opened her small mouth, revealing the two sharp blood-sucking canines.

"The Red Devil Pavilion never needs others to apologize, it only needs others to pay for their lives."

“…… It's useless for you to take my life. ”

Yutong Shiai smiled bitterly and showed a little flattery.

"Remilia, you, as the master of the Red Devil Pavilion, just raise your noble hand and let me go once."

Remilia looked at Yutong Shiai and snorted.

"Earlier, when I first came to Gensokyo, Patchy asked me a question, and this is what she said. [If a dog bites you, do you have to bite it back?] What do you mean now is that I don't want to bite it back, Yutong Ten Love? ”

"Well, it didn't get to that point."

was compared like this, Yutong Shiai is still a little depressed. But immediately Remilia pressed her down with disdain.

"I told Patchy that I would cut the dog into more than a dozen pieces and bury it in different directions in a castle. The noble people of the night also disdained to suck the blood of canines, even werewolves. No, it's better to say that canines like werewolves are disgusting, like a certain guy's loyal dog. ”

Yutong Shiai's back was cold, and he was embarrassed by the other party's insinuations. Seeing that the other party couldn't say anything, Remilia snorted and withdrew her gaze.

"And, even if I don't care, my sister cares. Speaking of which, Yutong Ten Love, in this world, can't you control Fran's power like that world? ”

"I'm sorry, Remilia."

Yutong Shiai can only apologize for what he can't do about it. Remilia didn't hold out much hope, she just sighed again with a little helplessness and stood up.

"Let's go, go see Fran, and if she forgives you, I'll forgive you. To be honest, she liked living in that world. ”

"I'm sorry, Remilia."

"Huh? Don't say this kind of thing in the future, Yutong Ten Love. No matter how much you apologize for things that can't be made up, it's useless, but it will be annoying. ”

For Yutong Shiai's repeated apologies, Remilia just shook her head with a droopy face. She jumped off the high seat, walked down the high platform, and came to Yutong Shiai.

"I heard that you have built a tower on that plain outside the earth?"

She asked, tilting her head.

"Ah, yes, at least there's a home."

Yutong Shiai said this, and then he followed behind Remilia, who never stopped.

"Hmph, I'll check it out later, Chewer's Cold Storage."

The girl sharpened her fangs, then shook her black wings, as if ...... Feeling good?

Along the way, Remilia would also ask some things about the World Tower, and the rumors that Yutong Shiai had abducted the second miss of the Fog and Rain family before Yutong Shiai also found Yutong Shiai to verify it, so they talked without a word, and the two entered the underground tea garden belonging to Fran.

The smell of blood is the same as always, the accumulation of years has allowed the smell of blood to penetrate the earth, deep into the stone wall, even if moss grows, the moss is also stained with the smell of blood, the smell of blood that can never be removed. The smell of burning and blood after the candle burned, coupled with the darkness and coldness of being underground, even though there was the smell of burning candles, it was still as moist as the mushy air from the fire.

Although it was the second time she came, Yutong Shiai still felt that this environment was really not suitable for Flandrew to survive. No, it is not suitable for anyone to survive.

The glimmer of light from the working magic circle along the way showed that Flandorow was no longer as fond of brute force cracking as she used to be. This also shows that what Yutong Shiai did before was not useless.

After descending the final stone steps, Remilia pushed open the heavy iron-clad wooden door, the steel bearings creaking, and the room leading to Flandrew was exposed to the two of them.

It was still the same room, the quilt on the bed was tattered, and the stone floor shone black and red, as if it had been that color in the first place. Like the bloodthirsty eyes of a demonic beast, they were waiting for their master to tear the hot blood out of the fragile human body again, sprinkle it on their own body, and then shine like rubies.

Flandoro sat quietly in her chair, and in front of her was the remains of a white wooden table, apparently uncontrollable again.

As if hearing a sound, she turned her head and looked at her sister and the young man in white behind her. A few indescribable emotions flew through her eyes, and then her eyes darkened.

"Liar."

She said in a low voice and greeted Yutong Shiai.

PS: Second.