Scumbag bosses have become paranoid villains

Just as humans can distinguish the subtle differences between various foods with their taste buds, blood races can also accurately distinguish the taste of millions of bloods with their overdeveloped sense of smell.

Be it a beast or a human, a man or a woman, an old man or a child.

The information conveyed by the blood is not only the taste, the older blood race will even use it as a basis to judge the other party's race, age, living habits and health status.

The young blood smelled sweet and strong with a strong aroma of spices, like iron juice that had just melted, with a scorching and tempting hot temperature, which made Melanza's throat burn with dry thirst. The pair of sharp and ferocious fangs stretched out from her tooth sockets in an instant.

The thirst for blood is engraved in the nature of the blood race. This is not only an appetite, but also represents some kind of irresistible instinct.

But Melanza maintained that calm and stiff posture, and stopped silently.

There are windows in the confessional room, but it is not ventilated. The area of ​​this airtight room is not large, but the floor height is extremely high, and the layout is relatively empty. Normally speaking, it should not be filled with such a strong smell of blood.

unless……

The human that exudes this bloody smell has bleeding wounds and is losing a lot of blood at this time.

Looking at Yu Ge's pale lips due to excessive blood loss, a strange emotion suddenly surged in her heart, like a hard and angular stone, stuck in her chest motionless.

that should...

It is a kind of resentment that can't be born and can't be realized.

Compared with human beings, the vampires who advocate the distinction between love and hate have a particularly pure and straightforward sense of singleness in their emotions.

Their thoughts often do not contain such delicate and subtle states of distress, pity, or concern. Most of the uncomfortable emotions in the hearts of this race will skip the complicated process of change and directly transform into more Outright anger and resentment.

Melanza clenched her fist tightly, with such strength that the tendons on the back of her hand could be clearly seen, but the movement after she raised her hand was extremely gentle, as if she was carefully treating a rare and fragile treasure in the world, not a The traitor who betrayed her many years ago and fled.

She pinched her neckline, and suddenly tore off Yu Ge's large white robe!

Under the white robe is a scarred female body, like a porcelain white sculpture that has been forcibly chiseled with cracks.

There is an unhealed puncture wound on the rib of this sculpture; a long and narrow scar winding like a chasm on the outside of the left leg, with a light red flesh color, should have just grown; legs...

A four-finger-wide black leather belt was firmly tied to the palm of her knee, and with that belt as the starting point, the gurgling blood even formed a small puddle of blood under her knee.

That was the source of the thick bloody smell in the room.

Melanza is too aware of the methods used by the Holy See to torture people.

On Yu Ge's thigh is a widened penance belt, which is divided into three layers. The outermost belt is used to cover and fix it. The complex rules are entwined on the wide flat metal circles nested in rings, like thorny vines climbing on the iron net and covered with glass slag.

And when the belt is buckled on the leg, the inner circular metal chain will be embedded into the flesh tightly, and with the movement of the wearer, the barbs and spikes on the chain will align with the circle of the thigh. Flesh stabbed repeatedly.

If a monk wears this kind of penance belt for a long time, most of the sharp thorns on the chain will directly grow into the thigh, causing indescribable severe pain to the wearer while sitting and sleeping. Once it is forcibly removed, There may even be fear of life.

Melanza tried her best to keep her voice low and gentle, but her voice still sounded sharp and tense that couldn't be concealed.

"...Who tied this for you?"

She leaned over, hugged Yu Ge to the base of the angel statue, wrapped her cold and trembling hands around the inside of the other's thighs, and unfastened several layers of buckles on the belt.

"Is it the group of humans in the Holy See? They tortured you, right?"

In the dark confessional room, Yu Ge leaned his back on Gabriel's drooping wings, his usual indifferent face showed a complex look, which seemed to be painful and guilty, but also seemed to be a little... unspeakable comfort and peace.

"No, mistress."

She stretched out her hand quietly, as if she wanted to touch the soft and flowing blond hair of the blood race, but she abruptly stopped this presumptuous movement a few feet away.

"I'm guilty, this is what I deserve, ah"

In the next second, Melanza made a quick move and tore off the penance belt on her thigh!

The dense barbs on the iron chain were already closely connected with the flesh, and with this rough move, it almost completely bit off the entire circle of flesh on her thigh.

The gushing smell of blood...

It is as rich as a white lilac growing in the middle of a pool of blood and slowly blooming.

The older blood was so smoked that the whites of her eyes were red, she moved closer, condescendingly faced Shangyu Ge's pupils that were beginning to slacken due to the severe pain, and raised her other hand to comfort the other's violently heaving and trembling eyes. chest.

When Yu Ge's shortness of breath in her chest gradually subsided, she knelt on the ground and sucked up the fragrant blood that was still flowing horizontally at the bloody part of the human leg, even flowing along the blood. Traces, licking with lips and warm mouth all the way to the thin and pale ankle of the other party.

A hand grabbed twice tremblingly in mid-air, then stretched down, very cautiously, twisted her blond hair with five fingers.

The venom of the pure-bloods has anesthetic and hallucinogenic effects, and is the fastest-acting and powerful veritaserum in the world.

When she straightened her upper body and held up the sweaty face of the human attendant, the dull, alienated and polite politeness disappeared from Yu Ge's face. Instead, there was only a struggle full of pain .

Satisfaction filled Melanza's eyes, and she wiped the blood from her lips onto Yu Ge's sweaty, blushing neck, with an intimate and slightly cruel smile on her lips.

"Okay, good boy, it doesn't hurt anymore."

She covered Yu Ge's eyes tightly with her backhand, and her wet and slippery breath was as gentle as water, like the gospel of God, with a kind of persuasive and seductive meaning, lingering around the other party's ears like smoke.

"Tell me, Xiaoge." She said, "What crime have you committed, and what are you feeling guilty about?"

Yu Ge didn't intend to resist at all.

She completely exposed her fragile and white neck, and her body was still twitching slightly due to the unrelenting pain, but her mind was already in chaos, as if she was in a dark and cold thick fog, and she could only rely on her own intuition and the voice. Guidance, stringing the pictures that emerged in my heart intermittently into unsentenced words.

A certain distant and unbearable memory turned into mottled and broken fragments in an instant, turning into countless blurred light spots in front of her eyes, like fleeting and untraceable dust.

The adoptive parents who tricked her into the mayor's house in the suburbs of the city, the twilight morning light on the wooden floor on the top floor of the castle, the human girl reading in a wheelchair in the backyard of the church, her hands dripping blood from the blood tank The two short knives in the coffin, the red eyes full of anger and disbelief of the blood lord in the coffin...

And that soft, indulgent call that always echoed in her ears.

"Xiaoge, don't call me master, call me by my name."

"Xiao Ge, don't be afraid, hit the heart, and he will never struggle again."

"Xiao Ge, you look so beautiful holding a knife. It would be even better if you could smile again."

"Xiao Ge, as long as you are loyal to me, I am willing to share my eternal life with you alone."

little song...

小歌

That call lingered in her mind all the time, when she was bullied by other vampires, when she was confused about her human identity, when she stabbed the sword into the chest of a human priest, when she was drowned by the cold and turbulent sea top time.

It was the mistress she had sworn to give her life for.

Melanza waited quietly for several minutes before feeling Yu Ge's drooping eyelashes trembling slightly in her palm, like the delicate and delicate tentacles of some kind of larva, gently brushing against the predator's heart.

"I killed...a lot of people."

The voices of young humans revealed some uneasiness and anxiety hidden deep in their hearts that could not be let go.

"Also, I fell in love with someone I shouldn't love." She said, "I fell in love with...my master."

She... loves me.

She tortured herself like this, just because she loves me.

Although she betrayed me, this child, she...she still loves me.

A throbbing pain that was close to palpitations spread from the blood race's empty and dead chest to the whole body, as if the sweet smell of blood left at the base of her tongue gradually flowed into the bottom of her heart, and the great joy almost made people cry.

Yet the Bloodborn had no tears.

Melanza didn't have the slightest suspicion, but just kissed the other party's earlobe lightly with her lips. The expression was soft and nostalgic, and even a bit pious.

"Then the purpose of your coming back this time..."

She laughed, with a particularly obvious tenderness and anticipation in her tone, as gentle as if she was coaxing a young child who couldn't understand.

"...Is it to ask the master for forgiveness?"

Yu Ge tilted his head slightly, and slowly let go of the hand holding the blood clan's long hair, and let it hang down on the cold bronze base.

"No." She whispered, "I want to please... please...."

She seemed to be making some very difficult decision, and she spoke very vaguely, almost with blood in her mouth.

Melanza knew that Yu Ge was extremely shy of expressing herself. Whenever she felt hesitant or difficult to speak, she would start to speak incoherently.

Fortunately, she has plenty of time this time.

The blood clan elder avoided the wounds on the human body, held the lost and recovered traitor tightly in his arms, and pushed open the door of the confession room.

In front of the statue of the Weeping Virgin, the male vampire was putting his sword on Sister Elaine's neck, and he reluctantly withdrew his hand after receiving the lord's instruction.

It wasn't until she hugged Yu Ge into the warm carriage that Melanza felt that a bloody hand was wrapping around her hair again.

Yu Ge, who was wrapped in a cloak, closed his eyes tightly, still immersed in the illusion brought by the venom, his expression was serene and calm, almost like a corpse lying in a coffin.

She said: "I want to ask my master to grant me death."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021010323:12:572021010422:09:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

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