After an unhurried sip of red wine, he turned on the respiratory suppressor with a button and had Nero peel off the tight gel coat.

Nero fell to the ground naked, his long golden hair had long been soaked with sweat and wet on his face, his beautiful eyes were half-closed, his pupils were unable to spread, and he had lost all focus and color, and all that was filled with was the gray of losing consciousness.

Nero's body was originally as white as her feather coat, but at this time, because of the violent restraint of the gel coat for a long time, dense strangulation marks and blood spots appeared on it, and in some places it was even worn out by her violent struggle, and blood was constantly oozing.

This image is like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world, and his wings have been brutally broken, which is heart-wrenching.

After thinking for a moment, he kicked Nero in the face with the tip of his leather shoe.

The kicks kept moving, weak, and seemed to have no breath of life, and even the chest no longer rose and fell.

, said in a cold voice: "The death of the Pope of the Cross Church in our rest area, although it is not a serious matter, it is not easy to explain to the above. ”

frowned slightly, yes, if Nero was really played to death by him, it would not lead to a war between the Crucifixion Church and the Inquisition, because there were many diplomatic reasons to find a lot of reasons to add to the crime, to put a dirty hat on the already dead, and to support a new pope, which was not a difficult thing in the first place.

In a sense, the people who have been propped up, many of the political benefits that the Crucitian Church has gained in recent years, have been granted by the Council of Judges.

The thing provided is also very simple, it is a body for him to play with and ravage.

There will be no shortage of women at all, but just imagine, a nameless woman found out of nowhere, or the Pope, one of the three major forces in the mainland, which one is more enjoyable to play?

He also has a unique hobby in this regard, he has never really had a relationship with Nero, he prefers to destroy Nero's body like today, and control everything about her, including breathing, including life, in his own hands, in order to obtain psychological pleasure.

I didn't expect that he had been immersed in pleasure for too long this time and accidentally played Nero badly, as he said before, he didn't like "surprises", just like now.

If Nero is really played to death, he can prop up a pope again, but this requires financial resources and energy, and the other shareholders of the trial council will be displeased, which is not a good thing.

As her brow furrowed, Ophelia suddenly lifted her foot and kicked Nero in the blood-stained chest, the kick so hard that she almost heard the sound of a broken bone.

However, instead of kicking Nero into the door, the kick squeezed her lungs and resuscitated her heart.

"Ahem!! Nero's delicate body suddenly shuddered violently, and her mouth choked on the red wine poured into her lungs, and some blood clots from the wounded lungs, and she lay on the ground and coughed and gasped for a long time, until she coughed up all the contents of her lungs, and then she fell to the ground weakly and gasped.

"Being rough isn't necessarily a bad thing." Sneered.

His expression softened a little, the punishment just now had vented his anger, and at this time a smile appeared on his face again, he pinched Nero's white cheek, raised her face to himself, looked at this suffocating beauty and said, "Remember, the matter of the Radiance of the Republic does not need your position, I hope you will not give me any more surprises." ”

Pushing Nero out, he stood up and flicked the red wine bottle on the small table with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Pure 82-year-old red wine, water without roots, drink one bottle less than one bottle, don't waste it." ”

After saying that, he walked to the exit of the door.

However, when the door was opened, it was found that Ophelia had not followed.

When I looked back, I saw Ophelia standing next to Nero, but instead of looking at Nero, she looked indifferently at a corner, her beautiful eyes full of coldness, like a fierce wolf staring at her prey, and the deep scar on her left eye seemed to be filled with blood.

"Ophelia?" Puzzled, he asked, "Do what?" ”

Ophelia stepped past Nero's delicate body and walked to the corner of a wall where the bookshelves were kept, staring indifferently at the ground, where the light cast a shadow because of the room's light.

Ophelia stared at the shadows of the ground, and under the pressure of natural coercion, she completely cast out her five senses, and at this moment, all the life forms around her were locked by her breath.

Although he knew that Ophelia was his own person, he was still a little uncomfortable when he was swept by that bloodthirsty aura, and the whole person was also vigilant.

Ophelia has a very fierce beast instinct in battle, and if she releases a probing aura outward, it can only mean that she senses the danger coming.

However, it didn't take long for Ophelia to retract the outward probing breath, and one last glance at the shadow in the corner of the wall, she said indifferently, "It's nothing, it always feels like someone is staring at us." ”

He frowned and said, "Psionic person? ”

"No, the detection aura of psionic energy is obvious, no one can completely erase the traces, not even that imp of the Republic's Radiant Eagle Banner Army." Passing by, he walked out and said indifferently, "Forget it, there are no enemies nearby, maybe I have a headache because of your music." ”

He smiled briefly, didn't say anything, closed the door casually, and left side by side with Ophelia.

A few minutes later, Nero in the room was still regaining her strength on the floor, and she tried to get up, but her injured lung suddenly twitched, and the brief feeling of suffocation left her mind blank, and she didn't steady her feet, and fell to the side.

Just as Nero almost hit the corner of the table, he suddenly felt himself thrown into a soft embrace and was caught.

Nero lifted it away and looked at it, and directly met the pair of scarlet blood pupils that were thicker than blood, her delicate body trembled, obviously she didn't expect that there would be a vampire here, and judging from the breath, it was still an extremely powerful high-level vampire.

Cecia held a finger to her red lips and motioned for Nero to silence, then cast the "Silent Realm", an ability to stop sound leakage, between the two.

Cethia put Nero on the ground, sat on the sofa, poured a glass of red wine, stretched out her hand to Nero, and said lightly: "Don't be surprised, I saw everything just now." ”

Nero reached out and grabbed the feather cloak that had fallen off the ground, draped it over himself, looked at Cescia and said, "You've been hiding in the shadows, vampire. ”

"You know me well, Nero." Cescia took a sip of rich red wine, her soft tongue brushed over her blood-colored red lips, licked off the remaining wine stains, and revealed a deep smile: "Worthy of a half-human with the blood of a ferocious beast..."

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