Chapter 31 is jerky

She fell to her knees with a thud, not daring to look up again.

It's Eliad.

Eliad watched her kneel on the ground with her head bowed, trembling slightly, and could faintly see a hideous scar extending from behind her ear to the inside of her clothes.

A trace of distress flashed in Eliad's eyes, and he coldly ordered, "Get up." ”

She didn't dare to get up, bowed her head and said, "My subordinates don't dare to defile the adult's dormitory." ”

"Get up, it's not good to kneel."

"The subordinates don't dare, the subordinates know that they are wrong." She still knelt and didn't dare to move.

Seeing that she had no intention of getting up, Eliad shook her head slightly, and simply put down the blood in her hand and picked her up, she was almost frightened and helpless, stiff as a stone. She almost didn't have such intimate contact with Eliad, except for Eliade's slap, no matter how intimate the action was, it went back much longer, belonging to her father's cold embrace.

When she was so nervous that she didn't know what to do, she said weakly, "My lord......"

Eliad carried her across the bedroom and walked to "Shut your mouth before I hold you accountable for two coagulations." ”

She had no choice but to shut up.

Eliad put her on the bed, put the pillow behind her back for her, and straightened the bedding for her, Morrow was nervous and almost fainted, now this kind of scene is more like a dream, these actions do not belong to Eliade, these actions belong to her father twenty years ago, familiar and strange, she should have coveted this kind of fatherly love, but now she only feels weird.

"Drunk." It's still a tone that can't be questioned.

"Yes." She carefully took the cup, for fear of spilling, holding the cup and feeling the coldness of the blood in the cup to the palm of her hand.

She didn't think much of it.

Drank all the blood in the cup.

Eliad put away the broken bloodstained clothes next to him, and put aside a few empty bottles of wound medicine, Moro frowned and watched Eliad do these things, not like a demon leader.

"Don't want to die for a blood cup? Thinking about suicide? Want to die? Seeing that she woke up and drank all the blood, at least the whiplash on her body would be almost healed after drinking this cup of blood. Eliade's tail note shuddered, what if she died in the human world?

Hearing Eliade's reprimand, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, "The subordinates didn't, it's just that the subordinates met people from other parties after they got the blood cup." ”

"So you used blood coagulation? If no one answers, will you die in the human world? ”

"It's not a pity for a subordinate to die." Words that seem to be angry.

A slap in the face.

It wasn't too heavy, at least compared to what she had been beaten before, and she tilted her head slightly, then straightened her head.

I was really dreaming, and this was my way of communicating with Eliad.

But Eliad trembled with anger, never thought that she really didn't value her life so much, this life was given by herself, everything in her body came from herself and Vera, and now you say that it is not a pity for you to die yourself? What exactly do you see as yourself?

Every time he has been injured, it is more serious than these, and Eliad has said a word of comfort that it is not a pity to die cheaply, and the reason why he never spares his life is because Eliade never cares.

"Irresponsible stuff."

Eliad lifted her chin and forced her to look into her eyes, "Why are you going to get the blood cup?" ”

Of course she didn't dare to lie, she was still in such a strange scene, but she was very greedy for this moment to get along with Eliad, like a real father and daughter. It's a pity that she thinks she'll break it quickly when she tells the truth.

"Because the subordinates got the mother's diary, only the blood cup can open the seal of the diary." It seemed to take a lot of courage to say every word, and she looked into Eliade's eyes, wanting some kind of information, such as the anger in Eliade's eyes, or the chill she was more familiar with.

She had expected Eliad to drag her off the bed in the next second, and the whip to fall in the next. Because the word mother is a taboo between himself and Eliade, of course, Eliade unilaterally does not allow it, he has violated many times and confronted many times, and Eliade's response is always a beating.

"Rest, there's still a lot of work to do after you've healed." What I was waiting for was such a sentence.

So easy?

Just let me go?

"Your Excellency......" There was a hint of pleading in her tone, and she didn't even notice it.

"Don't give it to you, I won't give you the blood cup, and the blood cup can't gush out the blood of the dead people." Eliad will always be able to see what she thinks.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then spoke in a not-so-small voice, "My lord! Why do you want to let go of your mother so much......" She trembled with excitement, for the dormitory was enough to prove that Eliad had not let go of the past.

"Shut up." A scold.

"Your Excellency...... It's been so many years, why are you reluctant to let me know the truth. She almost blurted it out.

Eliad turned his back, not wanting to look at her, perhaps not knowing how to face her, "I'm being too kind to you, am I?" How dare you be so presumptuous now. ”

She lifted the quilt, staggered and knelt down behind Eliade, grabbed the corner of Eliade's clothes, and said with a hint of crying in her voice, "My lord! My subordinates beg you, Moro begs you, father, please, you can't deceive yourself anymore, even if what happened in the past is in the past, it's all in the past, even if you let me atone for my sins, you tell me the truth, Moro will never complain! ”

Eliade was slightly startled as she heard her father.

She was so angry that she refused to call her father for a long time.

She calls herself an adult like everyone else, and she only sees herself as a subordinate and not a daughter.

He had already relented, and he wanted the smart and lively daughter he used to be, instead of the only frightened and alienated subordinates he was now. Perhaps he regretted it a long time ago, he was tired of pretending to be an unreasonable father all day long to treat her harshly and punish her, and he missed the old days.

Maybe I can't go back.

Opened her mouth fiercely, shaking off her hand that was clutching the corner of her clothes.

"I'll give you one last chance to shut up, or you won't be able to afford the punishment I give you." She knew that Eliad never spoke empty words, and she really had suffered such an unbearable punishment.

"Your Excellency...... Have you really put it all down? You've let it go, why are you doing this to me? After hesitating for a while, she said such a sentence, like the last straw.

"As I said, being born in Ales has the responsibility of being born in Ales, and it has nothing to do with whether you are my daughter or not." In fact, I said that I would treat her well when she came back, but I still couldn't let go, I was sorry for you.

"Then all you have to tell me you loved me? Do you really feel like I'm ...... for a moment? Have you ever been proud? There was little expectation in her eyes, and Eliad didn't even want to look back into her eyes.

"Nope. Since you want to hear the truth, then I will tell you the truth, you are nothing but a waste, a tool for me to control Ales, I killed your mother with my own hands, and you should hate me. Eliad never imagined that he would be able to say such heartless words. After saying that, he regretted that he had hurt her again.

Years of truth finally came out of Eliade's mouth, and everything was understood. But she still didn't believe it, she carefully scanned the expression on Eliade's face, trying to discern the strangeness, "If what you say is true......

"This is the Illusion Mirror, can you prove to me that you really killed your mother?"

Eliad turned abruptly and glanced at the phantom mirror floating in her hand, a hint of doubt already welling up in her mind.

Drops of blood slipped from his hands and dripped on the phantom mirror, and the mirror scene changed, and soon there was that scene, his fingers dripping blood and dripping into the red carpet, and the picture turned very fast, and on the almost blood-soaked bed in the bedroom, Vera's chest was a silver dagger.

The voice was cold and hoarse, "Did I lie to you?" Remember, I killed your mother with my own hands, and I should never say anything about your mother again, I should have reminded you many times, but now I will only condone you once. ”

She probably believed it, the fake illusion mirror was just a trap made by others, just waiting for her to jump down. And he knew that it was a trap and the person who did the boat to push the boat, so she really believed that he killed Vera.

"You can only obediently play the role of your tool, otherwise if you lose even the last value, what will you take revenge?" Eliad had already opened the door, leaving only one sentence.

Revenge? It is his own father who kills his mother's enemy, so he kills his own father to avenge his hatred? It was a joke, ridiculous, and she burst into tears, and her blurred vision saw Eliad walk out of the room, bypassing her on her knees.