mechanical court

"Forget it! Things have come to this point, it's useless to think too much, it's the last word to work hard!"

Ivan stood up, walked to the window, and gently opened the curtains a gap.The fierce sunlight in the midsummer morning was particularly dazzling, and he gently opened the curtains a small gap, so that the sunlight could just illuminate the room.

Bathed in the bright sunlight, everything in front of him became clear and open, and his slightly depressed mood also rose high and high.

Ivan shook his muscles and bones, sat on the sofa, and pulled out the countless swords that slayed demons. His eyes were fixed on the shining blades, reflecting a sharp light:

"If you die, you will die. Anyway, there is a way out! If you come one, I will kill one, and if you come two, I will kill one pair. Let's see who is afraid of whom!"

Chapter 66: The Witcher ([-])

In the gorgeous space like a sanctuary, soft and sweet singing voices are flying like elves in the air.

It seems that there are golden lights coming from all directions, reflected by the light as flashy murals painted on the golden dome and walls, and plush carpets with purple patterns are laid between the big and small aisles.The pillars surrounding the sky are painted in a dignified and luxurious dark red, supporting the dome-shaped zenith, and the giant crystal chandeliers one after another dispel all the shadows.

The scarlet curtain hanging on the stage parted to the two sides, and the dreamy white light hit Clara. She wore a full set of gold jewelry inlaid with amethyst, her loose golden hair was neatly combed, and she wore a moon-white close-fitting dance dress and pink Tights, pure white stockings, like a fallen goddess.

The entire row of crimson seats was filled with cheering audiences, and she was the focus of everyone's attention - the solo queen.

Clara's makeup is exquisite and flamboyant, and her beautiful and pure eyes are deliberately drawn to be extremely evil and enchanting. In the passionate music, her whole body began to dance and sway, like jumping waves, gurgling water, and burning flames. Dancing every inch of her body's icy muscles and snow skin.Out of endless enthusiasm and vitality of dancing, she kept spinning, spinning, spinning, as if she was never tired.The loose long hair danced with the rotation, rippling like waves.

All the audience were deeply intoxicated by Clara's superb acting skills and perfect dancing skills, but at this moment, a chandelier on the stage suddenly fell and hit the solo queen.

"..."

She raised her head amidst the screams of the audience, her bewildered expression still remained on her face, and what flashed in her vision was the crystal chandelier crashing down.

"Do not!!!!!"

She screamed and woke up from the darkness, sat up suddenly, stared at the void with empty eyes, panting with sweat, as if she was still immersed in the previous nightmare.

Clara's eyes were beautiful, like amber, but there was no light at the moment.

"..."

I don't know how long it took, her breathing gradually stabilized, her eyes also returned to calm, and she licked her chapped lips, feeling bursts of thirst.Supporting the bed with both hands, she moved her body with difficulty, climbed to the bedside table, picked up the water glass, and took a sip of the cold boiling water.

The sky outside was already pitch black, and the bright moonlight was shining in the courtyard, refracted on the glass windows, making people unable to see through the darkness in the distance.

"..."

Clara put down the water glass, her vision gradually adapted to the darkness, and then under the hazy moonlight, she saw her empty lower body curled up helplessly—the scene repeated countless times in her dream was her eternal nightmare.

If it wasn't for that accident...if it wasn't for that accident...

She is also the much-anticipated solo queen, the spokesperson of beauty and charm, and the jewel sought after by nobles and celebrities.

But it's all over.

As if it was a joke of fate, at the most grand song and dance party, Clara was hit by a falling chandelier, and because of the serious injury, she lost her legs forever and everything she had in the past.

Abandoned by the dance troupe, abandoned by the patron, and also abandoned by the suitors who once scrambled for the first place.

She couldn't change, she could only endure all this silently, the tide of pain almost made her unable to hold her head up.

"..."

Clara sobbed silently, raised her face, and looked at the clear window. The glass reflected a haggard face, which was completely different from her once glamorous self.

She bit her lip hard, a trace of fishy-sweet blood slowly flowing down the corner of her mouth.

……

The air was clear and without waves, and the surroundings were quiet and dark. Everything seemed to have stopped in the dark room. Clara's heart was also emptied, and she wrapped her head in a silk quilt, temporarily suppressing all worries and worries.

However, the tranquility did not last long.

She heard the sound of deep footsteps outside the door, followed by the sound of leather rubbing and clothes slipping, and it didn't take long before it turned into the slight but rapid panting of men and women.

"..."

Clara covered her mouth tightly, tears kept rolling down like balls, but she didn't dare to make a sound.She was too familiar with the man's voice, it was the husband who used to cuddle up to her pillow day and night, pouring out his love to her.

He's changed his mind too...he's changed too...

She was unprepared, and was crushed by the blow. Anger, bitterness, humiliation, and various inexplicable emotions erupted in her heart, and finally turned into silent silence.

Because Clara knew that she had nothing now, and she must not lose her current marriage, otherwise she would not even be able to make ends meet.

She looked at the dark ceiling alone, her heart seemed to be ashes, surprised but indifferent, sad but numb, she didn't know what she was thinking in a chaotic way.

After some passion, the men and women in the living room outside the door began to whisper:

"When do you plan to dissolve the marriage with her, how long will I have to wait?"

"Shh, be quiet."

"Don't be afraid, I didn't hear the sound just now, she must have fallen asleep."

"I have my concerns. Abandoning my original wife at this time will have a bad impact on the family's reputation...Give me a little time, and I will let her close her eyes quietly."

"Are you planning to...!!!"

"Everything will go well. The solo queen suffered from depression for a long time, and finally committed suicide in despair... This is a relief for her, for us, and for the family."

"Um……"

After the conversation in Duan Zai stopped, the living room staged a second act of passion, this time more indulgent, bolder, and unscrupulous than the last time.

"..."

In the room, Clara gritted her silver teeth, trembling like falling into an ice cellar, and a gust of night wind blew wildly across her cheeks.She turned her head in shock, looking at Liu Lizhong's face distorted by anger and fear, tears like blood slipped from her cheeks to the bed sheet, and smashed into pieces.

She can't take it anymore!

Hopes were shattered little by little, and everything that was once at hand was lost. Clara endured the blows of fate time and time again, even the betrayal of her lover, she could humbly endure it.

But now, he wants to kill himself... He actually wants to kill himself!

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I want to live! I must be strong and I will take revenge on everyone who abandoned me!"

Her hollow pupils flickered violently, her silver teeth were stained scarlet with blood, her delicate face twisted into that of a demon, her body trembled like chaff from anger and despair.

And at this moment, Clara vaguely heard an ancient and solemn voice, as if an invisible door opened, and behind the door, an abyss-like boundless darkness quickly approached:

"A will distorted by fear, an infinitely expanding desire in a desperate situation, a fallen soul that has lost hope... You have the qualifications to become a saint, accept the power of the void, and become a nightmare in this world."

In the void, strands of dark aura that cannot be observed by the naked eye seem to be attracted by some kind of attraction, gathering from all directions, and condensing to form countless black spots that are uncertain.Over the window sill, across the floor, and climbed onto the bed, like a whirlpool enveloping the desperate Clara.