Chiz. Carson was very familiar with pain, she had been beaten during the Poseidon Island incident, and after that, in order to get rid of the torture and temptation brought by the white powder, she cut herself with a knife, or deliberately poured hot tea directly into her throat - the doctor treated her, some of these drugs had great side effects, the brain, stomach and liver, the bones in the knees and back would have temporary or long pain because of its effects, but she had not yet tried such pain, a hand into her stomach, The organ that was specific and important for women, minced up what was inside, and dug it out, little by little - she screamed and jumped, but without success, Catherine sat on top of her, covering her mouth with a sheet.

"Shhh Catherine whispered, "Don't make a sound. ”

The girl gasped, and in an instant she was sweating profusely, seeping through her hair and the sheets underneath her, her hair was blonde and red, what is commonly called copper, rich and moisturized, with natural curls, very beautiful, Catherine knew that she had been very haggard for a while, but those things were gone, she looked better now than a girl her age, not a single pimple or freckle could be found on her tight and smooth skin, her lips were full like summer berries, her breasts were full, The waist is slender but powerful, and there are two long straight legs.

Chiz stared at Catherine angrily, not just because of the pain Catherine had inflicted on her—not *, but spirit, which she had confirmed, but Catherine's actions that dragged her out of Sasha mercilessly. Hopkins' spiritual world, she was about to succeed, she was so close to him, so close that she could touch it with just one hand.

"Anthony. Here comes Hopkins. Catherine leaned down, her lips pressed against Chiz's ear bone, "He's most sensitive to this, and if he finds out that a stranger dares to stay in his temple without his son's permission, he'll inflict a million times more pain on you than the little punishment I just had." He can do it, it's my own experience—not a joke, not an intimidation, girl, I'm telling the truth. ”

Chiz. Carson didn't speak, and the effects of the pain just now had not yet been completely removed. She knew that if she wanted to say something immediately, it would just turn into a series of ridiculous, staccato incoherent words.

Catherine understood this, and she could feel the girl below her struggling to slacken her body, and the woman who had become more important in the institution with the passage of time slowly reduced her strength.

"So you gave up?" About five minutes later. Chiz. Carson said.

Catherine raised an eyebrow, she had shifted to a chair with a book on her lap.

"You gave up, I mean, put the sand. Hopkins took away from his dad – you did it to Anthony. Hopkins is full of fear, so you back off. ”

A self-righteous, stupid and naïve daughter, Catherine said in her heart. But she's much more mature than she was ten years ago, and at least she's learned to be perfunctory: "I've never given up," she said, flipping through the book, "but I can't go against Sasha's wishes." He didn't want to leave Anthony. Hopkins, he loved him. ”

"That's because he's been beaten by Anthony all the time. Hopkins controlled, "Chiz. Carson turned her head, her eyes amber and golden in the light, sparkling with light. Hidden in his eyes was the undulation that could not be found in the calm tone: "From the time he was a baby, he lived in what his father had created. Wrong, dangerous. Growing up in a hypocritical environment - yes, I have to admit, he was Sasha's father, except for the blood accident, Anthony. Hopkins also nurtured and cared for him, and until now, he has given him everything, including those sinful things—he may indeed love Sasha, but that doesn't mean he doesn't instill dirty thoughts and opinions into his head, he doesn't care about Sasha. Hopkins becomes yet another spurned and alienated criminal - you know that, Catherine, you tried to take Sasha away and get him out of this terrible nightmare, but you failed, and you never tried again. ”

"I have to take into account Sasha, I can't force him."

"But he is unsound! Ideologically, he is not as good as a rebellious fifteen-year-old boy! He trusted his father almost exclusively, and he took his word for it, and his life, his studies, and his hobbies were all arranged for him by his father, and even his friend, Beelzebub. Bissandi! Don of the future! The leader of the mob! She screamed, "Anthony. Hopkins found such a friend for his only child, a boy in his teens who can smash someone's head to pieces! A born homicidal maniac! What do you think he's going to do with Sasha? Fishing, camping or playing rugby? ”

"Beelzebub. Rugby is still very good in Bisandi. Catherine said it was a good joke.

"You know what I'm talking about," Chiz. Carson said coldly, her fury suddenly vanished, as suddenly as it came: "The blonde Inquisitor, a title that has long been known in the unknown world, is taking advantage of him, just like Anthony . . . Hopkins is giving Chegalle. They have acquiesced in the sands. Is Hopkins going to be a member of Masoyer, or a very important one—that's wonderful, isn't it, auntie? ”

"You know quite a bit." Catherine's temperature wasn't much warmer than hers.

"I'm Carson and I'm a Douglas," Chitz said, "and I can hear a lot of things as long as I want to know." ”

"Beelzebub. Bisandi is Sasha's friend. ”

"Only," said Chiz, shaking his head on the bed, "they did it on purpose, they knew what kind of person Sasha was, what he was ...... Good. She choked slightly: "Even if he passed by...... So many things - he's still a good guy and he's always ...... Be a good man, he saved me twice...... He probably didn't even realize it—so he couldn't do anything to betray his friends, and his father, he's always been ...... Myself...... Persecution, he didn't do it voluntarily. ”

This time it was Catherine's turn to be silent.

"So what do you want to do?"

"Replace them!" Chiz. Carson said, categorically.

(To be continued) (To be continued)