Delia spoke faster and faster, and her expression became more and more hideous. She didn't care about the status quo or what she had to pay for. She only sees the glory after success, and never considers the feelings of others.

Jerome stopped talking, and sat down on the edge of the bed with a dejected expression.

It wasn't the first time he'd said something similar to Delia. Each time the result was similar, she would be moved, she would cry bitterly, but only for a moment, and the crazy and terrible belief would swell in her chest again. Far away, Jerome could hear a crazy thud in Delia's chest, and a beating of his heart like a drum.

What exactly is she made of? Could it be that Delia was born a sane lunatic? A savage woman who has been defeated and fought repeatedly?

She took several deep breaths in quick succession before she could barely contain her frantic mind. Delia pulled open the hidden pocket on the side of the purse and pulled out a finger-sized bottle. The thing was delicate, and through the transparent walls of the bottle, Jerome could see that it was filled with gray-white powder.

"You don't want me to put this in Haig's food, do you?"

Delia sneered, the delicate bottle kept spinning around her fingertips: "Of course you know what this thing is. I know you like that woman, but she'll never like you. Listen, get the money out of this room and do what you have to do right away. Otherwise, I will tear the woman you love the most alive and tear it to shreds"

Jerome's chest heaved sharply, and he gritted his teeth, snorting out from between his teeth. The hands were clenched, and the fist joints were "clicking" because they were clenched so tightly that the muscles in the arms and chest swelled rapidly.

This is the power that belongs to men, the power that is stimulated to the extreme by anger.

Jerome did know the bottle, and Delia had shown it many times before. It was a poison that had existed since the Old Kingdom, and it was a relic of the Delia family. The specific recipe for this poison has long been lost. It is said that it was obtained from the central mountain range by a slave hunter hundreds of years ago, and it was a gift from the gods. There are several different versions of the poison and the legends and stories that are nothing more than bloody battles between members of the royal family for power. The off-white poison played a very important role in this. One thing is certain: once this thing is ingested, there is no cure at all, and it will die on the spot within a few seconds.

Legends are legends precisely because there are so many uncertainties and unconfirmed elements in them. Jerome had also thought that Delia was just bluffing, and that the poison wasn't really terrible. In order to convince Jerome that this qiē was true, Delia brought back a guest and used tweezers to make a few tiny particles of powder. The red wine did not change because of the added substances, and the unlucky man died after drinking it. His death was horrific, with large gray patches on the surface of the body, followed by patches of herpes. After about half an hour, the corpse completely melted, washed away by the current, and quickly disappeared into the sewer.

"I'm not alone. The League of Nobles is a large group. I'm dead, and there are many more who will take over this qiē. ”

Words like these can often be heard from Delia's mouth. Jerome couldn't tell if this was a false verbal threat? Or is it a horror that is really possible?

Jerome had long wanted to get away from this crazy woman, but every time he brought it up, Delia would pull out a knife or poison, threatening him with great ferocity that he had to complete his plan. Jerome knew nothing about the League of Descendants of the Nobility, only that there was such an organization. Leaving means betrayal, and even if you die, Delia uses Haig as a threat. Whenever he thought of that cold and beautiful face, Jerome always felt a pang in his heart. In order not to hurt the beloved girl, he can only stay.

Killing Delia can end a qiē?

It's a multiple-choice question, and Jerome doesn't know what the final answer is.

God knows if Delia will stay behind in advance? If that's the case, the damage to Hagrid becomes unguardable. In order to minimize the danger, Jerome had no choice but to compromise and stay with Haig honestly, continuing the fruitless game of love.

Jerome also thought about going to the Imperial authorities or exposing a qiē to Haig. However, there are also people in the Empire who are in the Noble Alliance, and rash action is likely to make things worse. Having been with Delia for too long, Jerome knew very little about the changes in the outside world, and he had always believed that the departure of the bodyguards and servants was at Delia's behest, in order to use these powers where they were more suitable. Perhaps, the current predicament of the empire is the effect of the aristocratic alliance behind it

Some people are naturally sensitive to politics, while others are slow to do so. Jerome belongs to the latter, he is indeed a master in love, and he will transform into an excellent live-in man. But when it comes to conspiracy and politics, he is indeed an idiot.

Looking at Delia with a fierce and cruel expression on her face, Jerome didn't even have the courage to speak out loud. The only thing he could do was honestly pick up the money on the table and walk out of the room silently.

Haig's dinner was simple: a plate of fried noodles with eggs and tomatoes and minced meat, plus a bottle of wine.

There is a shortage of materials in Wuzhou, and this situation is only for the non-"worker bee" people who are stranded in the city. As Haig, he will be a guest of honor in the local garrison wherever he goes. The reason why I came to this almost deserted city was purely out of the longing for the earth and the desire to relive that time.

In the Wuzhou black market, eggs have become a treasure. It is impossible to put this kind of thing on the people. Tomatoes are an easy-to-grow vegetable that is very common, but they are expensive. As for the beef that is indispensable in the fried noodles, it was a gift from a colonel of the garrison in the city. It was a fresh loin, and the colonel was shocked by the royal insignia that Haig had shown, and when he confirmed that the other party's identity was correct, his attitude immediately became respectful. Haig rejected the Colonel's offer of sending soldiers to guard the hotel, and only demanded an adequate supply of food for the duration of his stay in the city.

It doesn't like to be disturbed by outsiders.

It's powerful, and Saka the Ripper, the king of mutants, isn't a match for Haig. 、

During his travels, Haig tasted many delicacies and became increasingly picky about food. A plate of chow mein is ordinary, but the ingredients must be fresh, and things like canned meat instead of fresh beef don't even think about it, and if the local garrison can't meet the requirements, Haig will leave overnight and head to the next city.

Anyway, the dilapidated and desolate scene can be seen in many cities.

The wine was brought by Jerome. For more than two years, the guy followed like a fart, always in and out of the same place as Haig. At first, the guards tried to stop him, but Haig stopped his men. In its opinion, this is just a young man's pursuit and desire for love, he can't pose a threat to himself, and it's not bad to have such a person to play boring time on the journey. Over time, it became normal and extremely common for Jerome and Haig to sit down and eat together.

Jerome found the bottle in an empty and abandoned house in the city. The little money that Delia gave was pitiful, and it was not enough to buy anything, and she wanted to accompany the goddess in her mind to dine together, and once in a while to be a thief, presumably the gods would forgive this sin.

Don't think it's impossible. There is indeed a chance of intersection between the indecent embryo and the princess. With the first contact, and the acquiescence of the princess herself, many problems that seemed impossible to outsiders would be solved, and it was precisely because of this that Delia took a fancy to this, so she did not hesitate to give everything she had, desperately trying to get Jerome to continue to deepen the relationship with Haig.

Mixing the dough, rolling, blanching in the pot, and finally frying are all done by Haig himself. The more than 100 years of living on the Red Dragon Planet have had a great impact on Haig. The most significant thing is the recipes. It rarely eats fresh flesh now, which used to be its favorite thing. Some fixed components of the genes can never be eliminated, and even now, Haig still feeds on living creatures such as mice, cows, sheep, cats and dogs from time to time. But this is less common, and it eats less and less often.

When it comes to food, Haig's understanding is nothing more than whether it is nutritious. Heating, of course, is out of hygiene, in order to kill more parasites. However, during high-temperature heating, a large number of nutrients will inevitably be destroyed. The remainder is enough in the eyes of humans, because our body only needs these. Haig is not a human being in the pure sense of the word, and he needs more and richer nutrients without thinking about viruses or bacteria. Nevertheless, while on Earth, it began to try to accept cooked food.

From strangeness to habit, it is a very long process. The reason why there are only two guards around, a man and a woman, is not because of safety, but because of reducing the chance of secrets being leaked. In Haig's luxury car, there are always a few fat and chubby mice in an iron cage. When it is bored on the road and sleepy, it will grab one from the cage and stuff it directly into its mouth and chew it slowly. Haig is not a picky eater, and when he occasionally encounters stray cats and dogs, he will be kind enough to pry open cans of meat to feed these poor little creatures and take them on the road with him...... Of course, when he got off the bus, Haig's belly would always bulge slightly, like a woman who was about three months pregnant.

Both guards were "worker bees" who had seen Haig eating more than once. When eating rats, Haig always grabs the tails with his slender fingers, carries them high above his head, and stuffs the rats into his mouth with their heads and feet like the Dutch eat salted herring. If the food is a larger cat or dog, Haig will move the masseter muscles to detach the mandible from the joints on both sides of the cheek, completely control the head with ligaments and muscles, and enlarge the mouth enough to enclose the whole body of the cat or dog, and then swallow them whole.

This way of eating is very clean, and there is no leftover. But one thing is certain: no matter how happy Haig eats, and how important the food is to him, it seems to others to be horrible, terrible.

The first time the two guards saw Haig eating, it was at the Imperial Palace. Haig was eating fresh beef at the time. It was to wash a live cow in the net, Haig directly hugged the cow's head, bit the cow's throat with his teeth, and sucked the cow's blood until there was no blood left in the whole cow's body, completely dead, then sat down, dismembered the cow carcass with a knife and axe, and slowly devoured a large piece of beef with belt bones.

There's no doubt that Haig is a monster, as everyone with insider knowledge thinks.

But after more contact, the two guards slowly changed their views. There are many species in the world that are different from humans. The scene of the tiger eating the sheep is extremely bloody, and the cruelty of the crocodile hunting bison is terrifying, that is just their biological instinct, as long as they are familiar, as long as they have more contact, you will realize that they are actually very ordinary, and they are just for the continuation of life.

Jerome had never seen Haig devour a living thing. It's not that Haig is deliberately hiding, but that his interest in living things has diminished. Although the need for nutrients in the biological instinct has never changed, Haig already carries the genes of humans in his body, and also occupies a considerable share.

Humans are beautiful and clean creatures. The long years of evolution have given us a lot of things that are completely different from other species. For example, etiquette, such as hygiene, such as the taste of food and cooking techniques, etc. An orangutan plucks a banana straight from a tree and eats it, but we have to wash our hands, roast the banana for the unique taste (Malaysian way) or sprinkle it with a pinch of salt...... These ways of eating are unacceptable to orangutans, but we feel that they are extremely normal.

Haig was close to the two guards around him. The female guards were horrified by Haig's devouring of living creatures. It's not that the act of chewing the rat raw is too cruel, but she thinks that the rat that was swallowed has not been skinned or disemboweled, and although it is fresh, the stomach is a bag of soft and fishy internal organs, and even feces that have not yet been discharged.

Haig is a beautiful woman. The clothing, shoes, and cosmetics on it are all expensive high-end goods. Can you imagine the scene of a beautiful woman with snow-white skin and a faint fragrance munching on a mouse? The female guards had seen and even seen rat droppings squeezed out of the inside, flowing down the black grid's neat white teeth to the outside of her lips, mixed with the pink and dewy lip gloss.

It's not about nutrition anymore, it's really disgusting.

If you want to be human, you must learn the etiquette that a human being should have. At the very least, eating must be absolutely pure, which is part of the etiquette.

Since then, Haig has never openly devoured living creatures. Occasionally, if you want to satisfy your cravings, you always solve it alone. That kind of horrific and bloody scene, Jerome may never have the chance to see. It should be lucky for him, but also a kind of happiness.

The taste of the fried noodles was very good, and Haig deliberately made a lot of them, and by the way, he also served a large plate to the old man who ran the hotel. Such a fine food is rare in the city of Wuzhou, and in gratitude, the old man took the initiative to pick up the unopened wine that Jerome had placed next to the table, claiming that he should do things such as opening the bottle and pouring the wine, and as guests, Haig and Jerome must enjoy the romantic time at this moment.

Fools can tell that Jerome is after Haig. Although they don't seem to be a good match, it is a fairy tale between a tramp and a princess.

Jerome invited Haig to eat roasted hares in the mountains, fished on the beach to make soup, and sent the oysters he picked up by diving with seasoning. In response, Haig treated him to the finest cod, fresh snails, and the finest lobster.

The relationship between them is already very familiar, lovers certainly can't be, at best friends, very good kinds.

The owner of the hotel walked into the room with a smile on his face and pushed the food cart. The wine bottles were wiped clean, the broken paper labels were carefully glued a little bit, and the bottles were placed diagonally in the ice bucket with snow-white towels on the table.

As a hotelier, the old man felt ashamed. He couldn't offer more and didn't have enough delicious food to serve his guests. A kind and generous guest like Haig is rare at any time, and it is also very popular with the operators. In my current situation, I can only try to do my best in terms of service

The goblet is slowly filled with a mellow red liquid, and the quality of the wine can only be regarded as average, but it is very much in line with Jerome's understanding of the word "romantic". He snapped his fingers excitedly, took out a silver coin from his empty pocket, smiled reservedly with the playboy's characteristic style and temperament in front of women, and stuffed it into the old man's palm.

Tipping is a sure thing to give. One copper plate is too stingy, and two copper plates are too trivial. A silver coin seems to be a little more, but it is also in line with one's identity and conversation, especially in front of the beloved woman, waste is always reasonable and essential.

Haig was always incomprehensible to some of Jerome's movements. Like tipping now. It shook its head noncommittally, and without waiting for Jerome to greet it, it directly picked up the wine glass in front of it and took a sip.

There is no need to be polite, this is the tacit understanding between it and Jerome.

"Can't you just wait for me?"

Jerome was frustrated by this. He shook his head, raised his glass in the most graceful manner, and turned sideways so that his face and sitting posture shifted slightly. This approach is not unreasonable, from the visual point of view of Haig on the opposite side, it happens to be the most aesthetically pleasing thirty-five degree angle, and it is also the most common small means used by Jerome when dealing with women.

"For this beautiful night, for the most beautiful woman in the world, in a glass"

In the past two years, Haig has heard similar toasts no less than a hundred times. Jerome always had all sorts of excuses to celebrate. Haig was very indifferent to this, but did not refuse, still picked up the cup he had already drunk and walked towards the opposite side.

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