The long black hair tied behind her flew away, and the girl jumped down and landed in front of the ancient building.

"Master Hutus."

"Mistress Theseus, you're here."

Several young men bowed their heads and voices were respectful.

"Hmm." The girl carried the food box and nodded slightly.

"Siltus, you're here to find Lord Ilvert, right?" On the roof, the blonde man jumped down and looked at the food box in the girl's hand with a smile, his expression teasing and ambiguous.

"Where is he?"

"In the backyard, I've been waiting for you." The blonde man had a hippie smile on his face, and the words he said were also very ambiguous.

Ralsel glanced at him, his usual expression, "Take me over." ”

"Yes, please come with me."

Everything in the building is in the style of that person.

Simple and clean, spotless.

The blonde man walking in front of him had a smile on his face, and his voice kept stopping, "Lord Rutus, you don't know, Lord Ilvert knows that you are coming, and he is in a good mood these days..."

"How do you know, he's in a good mood."

"We've been following Master Ilvert, and we can detect the slightest change in mood." The blonde man was triumphant.

"Oh."

Lalsel answered, and her gaze suddenly fell on the oncoming girl.

About sixteen or seventeen years old, with black hair scattered behind him, he wore a simple white dress, and a dark blue silk thread was tied at the right ankle, and a teardrop-like bead hung from it, and a dark black luster was streaked.

Her eyes were inky blue, too deep, but a little penetrating.

The blonde man seemed to notice the girl on the other side of the hallway, and his voice gradually lowered.

As if she hadn't seen the two, the girl passed by without squinting.

A cloudy wind.

Ralsel looked back at the girl's departing figure, her eyes darkened, "That's, the cursed?" ”

"You can see it." The blonde man grinned.

"Hmm." The "curse tears" at the girl's ankle, it is impossible for her not to recognize.

"Her name is Peony, and she comes from the totem of the distant forest." The blonde man explained, "Every year she comes to Lord Ilvert, but this year it seems like a few days early. ”

The totem of the forest, located in the southeast of the Anata boundary.

It is the territory of the merfolk and the wind clan.

"Find him, what to do?" Ralsel finally raised her eyes to look at the blonde man.

"This," the blonde man laughed awkwardly, "I don't know much about this..."

“..” Ralsel turned back again, and the corridor behind him was pitch black, and the girl was gone.

The cold wind blows.

The neat and pure white curtains fluttered slightly.

The girl passing by the windowsill suddenly stopped, her dark blue eyes as deep as the sea.

"Peony~" The sudden voice sounded from behind the girl, accompanied by the man bending down to her cheek, "I found you, you are really here." In the darkness, only the man's eyes could be faintly seen, shining red.

"Asking for a way to lift the curse?" The slender fingertips hooked the girl's chin, "Do you hate me so much?" ”

He bowed his head, his lips pressed against the girl's fair neck.

The wind was blowing, and there seemed to be a red glow in the darkness.

"It really saddens me."

With a sigh, the man opened his lip and bit it.

Accompanied by the girl's muffled snort, it was the sound of swallowing blood.

"Hate?" The girl raised her head, her voice a little hoarse because of forbearance, "You are hating me, cursing me, torturing me, but not killing me." ”

"Huh." The man chuckled under his breath in the darkness.

The tip of his tongue gently licked the wound on the girl's neck, swallowing all the remaining blood, "Yes, I hate you." ”

"I can't wait to dig your heart out." Slender fingertips gently caressed her lips, "I can't wait to eat you now." ”

He lowered his head and bit the girl's lips.

Faintly, there seem to be non-existent fangs.

"I'll cut you with a thousand cuts."