Chapter Twenty-Eight: Don't Push Me Away
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Even those who make scrolls all year round have an extremely high failure rate, and they are already a high-level mage of the eighth and ninth levels, but they don't want to waste their time on this kind of thing.
However, the appearance of the scroll makes the battle too uncertain, because no one is sure that your low-level opponent will suddenly pull out a high-level scroll and knock you over, so the price of the high-level scroll will always increase, not decrease.
From a certain point of view, scrolls still have a certain positive effect on social stability.
I don't know how many levels of magicians this scroll was made before, but according to Di Lan's spiritual power close to that of an eighth-level magician, the time of restraint should be about two minutes.
However, just now from the moment Dylan fell, Clover appeared, Chris appeared, killed the maid and Clover, and then took Dylan for so long, let alone two minutes, five minutes should have been.
Chris frowned.
What went wrong?
"Is there anything wrong with you?" asked Chris with his head down to Dylan, who immediately reacted - Dylan was restrained, how would he answer?
"No!" Dilan's eyes gleamed in the darkness and he shook his head.
Chris's eyes widened.
"Can you move?"
"Huh?" Dilan's voice was a little flustered, "No, I still can't move." ”
"I'll help you up, you try!"
"I don't have strength in my feet. ”
Chris slowly lifted Dilan's upper body up, allowing her feet to rest gently on the ground:
"You try again. ”
Dilan's body went limp, landing on Chris's legs.
"It doesn't seem to work. ”
"Forget it, I'll take you to try to find a way out. Chris took Dylan on his back and walked out.
"Chris, is Pandis here too?" Dilan's face leaned against Chris's back, low.
"Well, we wanted to see you, and it turned out..."
"Are you married?"
Chrissy was stunned for a moment, but replied honestly, "Not yet, but her mother has agreed." ”
I guess I agreed.
A low sigh came from behind.
"Chris!"
"Huh?"
"Let me go!"
"Have you recovered?" Chris carefully crouched down and lowered Dylan down, reaching out to help her from falling.
But Dylan stood firm.
So Chris let go of his hand: "You take a few steps carefully!"
Dylan took a few steps forward and collapsed into his arms.
Chris hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him, wondering in his heart: what kind of magic is this?
But Dilan, who was in his arms, gently broke away from his hand, and there was a soft sound, and the robe fell to the ground, leaving only the red underwear, even in the dark, the large area of skin exposed was still so dazzling.
Chris was startled and didn't dare to look more, and bent down to pick up Dilan's robe, but saw her hands swing lightly, and the red underwear also slipped off her, so this beautiful upper body with pink makeup appeared in front of him.
"Dilan..."
Dylan didn't answer, she raised her hand to cover her nakedness shyly, and gently came to Chris, snuggled into his arms, trembling uncontrollably, and whispered in Chris's arms like a dream.
"Don't push me away, I don't need you to be responsible, I just don't want to miss this once, Chris..."
Her tears could not be held back any longer.
Chris didn't push her away.
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By the time they returned to Yakton Manor, Jarton had largely returned to its original order.
The dead guards were neatly laid aside, and the guards who did not participate in the rebellion were surrounded outside the high walls of the manor, but their numbers were already very small, and there were even many low-level warriors of the third rank or so.
The horse stopped in front of the manor, and one of the leading guards stepped forward to greet him, took the reins of the horse, and said to Dylan, who had dismounted from the horse:
"Miss," he looked so bad that he didn't know what to say.
Dylan rushed in without waiting for him to finish.
In addition to the corpses of the dead guards, there was also a corpse that lay alone at the foot of the steps, and several older women sat in a circle and wept. Pandis and Stianna stood aside, looking at Dylan and Chris behind her.
But Dylan didn't see them, she rushed into the circle desperately, and then froze.
Raditz had a dagger in his chest, a large burnt hole in his abdomen, and several intestines hanging out of the hole, his eyes closed, but his expression was calm, and if you only looked at his face, you would think that he was just asleep.
Dylan stared blankly for a long time, and finally slowly knelt beside his brother, hugged Raditz's corpse and cried.
Although Em Jacton was rescued by Chris who arrived in time, his old body was no longer too stimulated, and although everyone tried to cover it up, the old man finally learned of Raditz's death, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood on the spot, and then fell ill, and swallowed his last breath a few days later.
According to etiquette, the three Chris should have left, but at this time, the defense force of Yakton Manor was really worried, so with Dilan's sincerity, they could only stay.
After the death of Viscount Em, the only remaining heir to the Jarton family was Dilan.
As a result, Dylan would soon become the thirteenth head of the Jacton family and become the non-hereditary baron of the Bell Empire.
However, as the funeral approached, there was never a smile on Dylan's face.
The funeral of a nobleman can never be so hasty.
Within a day, two of his closest relatives died, and a heavy burden suddenly fell on Dylan's body.
As the head of the Jacton family, Dylan handed obituaries to the nobles who were familiar with Viscount Em and were close to him during his lifetime, and announced the date of the funeral.
At the same time, the sole heir of the Jacton family submitted an official document to the Bell Empire, briefly explaining what had happened, but withholding the details and informing the emperor of the emperor's application for the title of baron.
According to the continental title succession system, when a non-hereditary nobleman dies, the imperial title will be conferred on the day after the funeral, which is also a kind of memorial to the deceased noble.
Dylan had to be busy as the head of the Jacton family during the day, and for the majesty of the head of the family, he could only cry secretly at night.
Since that day in the cave, Dylan has never had the opportunity to be alone with Chris, and when he wanted to meet Pandis, he was close to him but with the grief of losing his loved ones, and Pandis did not find anything at all.
As a result, Chris's heart became even more guilty. (To be continued.) )