They stayed in the room for a while, and then, when it was almost time, they withdrew. 「」

And during this time, I quickly made a choice in my mind to face the new changes:

Rather than gambling on the uncertain choice of having already failed once, and depending on the opponent's attitude to determine whether my end will be in bed or burned at the stake, I take the initiative to help the other person choose.

I slipped out of bed.

Finding no clothes to wear in the room, I tore off a large sheet and wrapped it around my chest, then closed all the windows in the room, lowered the heavy curtains, and blew out most of the lights in the room, except for the one on the counter not far from the queen-size bed.

I came naked, and I couldn't bring with me the metal sharp objects that I had hidden for some time, so I had to take the base of the lampstand where the candles had been pulled out instead.

But that doesn't seem to be safe enough.

I thought back to my wife's teachings over the past period, stuffed the torn sheets and other evidence of the crime under the bed, lowered the veil curtains on all sides of the bed, and left only half of the opening on the side facing the door.

The room was lit with a faint incense.

This is said to make men take their guard down.

I went back to bed and took two candlestick bases, one held and covered with a quilt, and one hidden under the pillow. 「」

Then I lay flat with the quilt covering most of my body, revealing only half of my smooth calves and feet.

After waiting with bated breath for a while, footsteps came from outside the door.

The footsteps were steady and clear, and there seemed to be only one person.

I wondered where the servants and maids had gone, and I couldn't be sure if this person was the real target.

The footsteps came in alone and paused at the door. I walked towards the big bed.

I was nervous, but my hand holding the base of the candlestick was steady.

The footsteps paused outside the bed curtain. Then came the sound of metal clashing and undressing.

I was secretly glad in my heart that the person who dared to undress here must be the target, and he removed the armor and weapons and the like, which made it easier for me to move.

I wasn't going to wait for him to see my face before I started it, so I quickly adjusted my posture and prepared for it.

A man's hand lifted the curtain of the bed, and in the dim light, the cold light belonging to the weapon streaked through—

The blade of the dagger was against my neck, and the sharp iron spikes at the base of the candlestick were only an inch away from piercing the man's ice-blue eyes, and the man and I were shocked to stare at each other!

But I don't know what kind of witchcraft the man used. "A blue light lit up on him, and I bounced away with all my strength that had overwhelmed him.

I rolled several laps. It hurt like I was going to die, and it seemed as if something was drilling into my body, especially the parts of my body that had been close to men.

The man quickly pressed me to the bed, straddled my belly, pressed my hands, and hung the dagger above my neck, and looked me up and down several times, his eyes flashing. Asked coldly:

"You're an assassin. Or a witch? ”

"You, you're the witch...... Your whole family is a witch! ”

As a consequence of the resistance, one of my elbows was immediately dislocated and twisted deformously.

I broke out in a cold sweat in pain. But I didn't dare to scream - although I don't know what the man had in mind, I knew that once the people outside knew about the current situation, my fate would never be better than it is now.

I could feel the excitement of the man, he was handsome, he was a healthy and strong man, and I knew exactly what it was in my lower belly.

I suddenly felt terrible.

According to Madame's instructions, I should at once wrap my long, snow-white legs, washed in milk, and use all the techniques I have learned some time ago, and then with my appearance and the man's reaction at the moment, I have about half a chance of success. 「」

But I don't want to at all.

It was then that I realized that the kind of thing I was passionate about men was repulsive and terrifying, and the last time I was with my new master, I didn't feel that way, because I knew at the time that if I lifted my foot slightly, then he would be completely powerless against me.

And the current situation is that although my strength is greater than this man, the blue witchcraft has made my whole body painful, and I have been disarmed, the only sharp weapon is in the other party's hand, and the other party is completely overwhelming in the force comparison.

I thought it was terrifying, as if I had experienced something like this before, and suddenly a pair of indescribable purple eyes flashed in my mind.

Then I had a pain in my head and fainted.

……

I was woken up cold.

The gauzy bed curtain seemed to glow a little whiter, letting me know that at least one night had passed.

My arms were still hanging limply, numb from pain, and barely feeling me.

I couldn't look down.

Because I had a cord around my neck, and the other end was tied to a corner of the bedpost, and I could barely move. "My legs were tied with something, and my arms couldn't move at all, so I could only lie flat on the big bed, and the only view was the top of the big bed.

Normally, this kind of gadget can't restrain me at all, and with my strength, as long as I struggle hard, the bindings on my feet will break.

But now I have dislocated my hands, and even more unfortunately, there is the man lying on the bed next to me.

I had just woken up and moved, and he woke up vigilantly.

"Awake?"

His voice was a little hoarse and low, and out of feminine sensitivity, I could feel his gaze wandering over my still-a** body.

But my fear of him has decreased a bit.

Because it was clear that I had fainted all night, but I didn't feel anything terrible happening, and I don't think he would have done anything terrible about him, whatever his intentions, at least not as soon as he woke up.

A shadow appeared on my head, and the face of the man with black hair and blue eyes appeared in front of my eyes.

He propped up his upper body and looked at me condescendingly, and there was another hard hot object on the left side of my lower abdomen.

I know what this is going on.

Madame has said that when a man first wakes up in the morning, he is one of the easiest times to be tempted, and if I am favored, as long as he is satisfied, and the demands are not excessive, the man will most likely satisfy me. 「」

At that time, I didn't feel so ashamed when I was studying, I just felt that this kind of mutual pleasure and satisfaction between men and women should be regarded as an exchange of conditions, since I please and satisfy each other, then it is of course very fair to ask each other for something to make my life better.

Now I don't think so, and a voice in my head tells me that this is an intolerable violation.

I feel as if my mind has changed a lot overnight, as if there is some special reason for this, but I don't remember it very clearly.

I don't even remember how I fainted, it seems that something in my head has been deleted, and something has been dug deeper and deeper and retrieved it.

"You're a slave girl in Knight's Castle? I can't really see it from the outside. ”

The man's breathing was close, a little heavy, and his ice-blue eyes were slightly dark.

My eyes widened and I realized that the man hadn't touched me that night, but he had done enough to do a lot of things.

"The blacksmith named Thor, I've already asked someone to bring him, do you want to meet him?"

I shook and implicated my elbow, and the pain made my eyes darken.

The man snorted, and my abdomen was pushed against me, and his breathing was so heavy that I could hear the air echoing through his chest.

But even so, he didn't touch me, and said in a low voice:

"It seems that you really are the blacksmith's daughter, but why do you have witch blood, eh?"

“…… I'm not a witch. I said.

As soon as I spoke, I found that my voice was dry, and my mouth had a strong bitter taste, as if something had been poured into my coma.

Then I realized that there seemed to be something abnormal about my current dislocation, and it was not just the cause of the dislocation.

I looked at the man's gaze with a little more fear.

This is a cold-blooded and terrifying man, and my appearance, which can be bewitched by sex, does not seem to have much temptation in his eyes.

Even when I couldn't resist, he didn't touch me, but he was still thoughtful, drugged me, and he kept me on my toes.

Because I could see that the dagger from last night was in the other corner of the bed, and that from the time I woke up to now, although he was close to me, he had not touched me at all, as if I would have poison on me.

If it weren't for the hard object in my abdomen that reminded me, I might have been thinking about whether to find an opportunity to commit suicide, so as not to suffer more crimes and implicate my father.

"No, you're a witch."

But the man said undoubtedly:

"Your looks, your strength, all prove that you have the blood of a witch in you, but you have not yet awakened your blood - except for a witch, no one can have a more attractive appearance than a banshee, and such a perfect body!"

He looked at me as if he were looking at a treasure and looking at his possessions.

It dawned on my mind, which had become clear, that this gaze was clearly not looking at an assassin, or a dead man who was about to be burned at the stake.

Touching on what I said earlier, I blurted out, "What do you want to do?" ”

“…… Clever little witch! ”

The man's smile was charming, but when he saw that I couldn't help but tremble a little, his eyes deepened, and his breath spitted on my skin.

"Sue me, your real name."

"I don't have a name." I say.

"No, every witch has a real name, that's the only name they really recognize...... Come to think of it, that's your most important name, your only real name, and it's in your heart! ”

The man's voice said as if seductive.

Real name?

My real name?

The only name I recognize?

-- It is indeed zài.

Something flashed through my mind again, and this time I didn't faint, but my eyes were closed, and the last of the blood on my face was completely gone.

"My name, my name...... It's called Lin An. ”

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