Wife of the Queen of the Black Butler

Although Rose Manor is far away from London, Fulina always has a way to bring Elizabeth back.

In the dark cell of Rose Manor, the damp air smelled of blood.The man fell to the ground in embarrassment, panting heavily, and his body was covered in blood.

"Hehe... I really didn't expect that the legendary Duke of Rose is a monster!" The man lingering on the ground was the Iranian Viscount who was invited to visit Rose Manor a few days ago, and he was also a survivor of the Midford family tragedy. By.

Elizabeth stood in the black and silver moonlight, her bright red body was in a half-shadow state, the sharp sword in her hand shone with bright silver light, and she still maintained the posture of sending the sharp sword in her hand into the man's right leg.

"Damn it! What on earth do you want!" the man cursed.

"Seeing this face, you really shouldn't be unable to remember who I was more than a month ago..."

Elizabeth took a step forward, and a flawless and delicate face appeared under the bright moonlight.

The pair of red pupils hidden in the blood had fully appeared. At this moment, the bewitching red lotus began to slowly climb up Elizabeth's fair neck, which made her pale and morbidly beautiful.

The Iranian Viscount on the ground was slightly startled, obviously frightened by the girl in front of him, "You! You...you are that Midford...!"

The Viscount Iran took a deep breath, he couldn't believe his eyes, he said tremblingly, "But! You are not already!...!"

"Dead?" The charming Elizabeth raised her eyebrows lightly, and the weird red lotus on her neck grew a lot.

She approached the man slowly, with that elegant and calm smile on her face all the time.It's just that her fangs have grown again, which is really terrifying in the moonlight.

The Viscount Iran shrank back suddenly in fright, as if he had forgotten the numbness of his right leg, and then, the wound was pulled, and he grinned in pain!

"Tell me, Viscount Iran, who ordered you to massacre the Midford family?" Elizabeth's withered hand slowly grasped the hilt of the sword again, and her strange and ferocious delicate face approached the man on the ground.

The Viscount Iran was frightened, but he tried his best to keep calm, forcing himself to calmly look at the sick girl in front of him.

Elizabeth didn't seem to realize that her negative emotions were getting bigger and bigger. At that moment, she just felt that this man was extremely hateful!

"Aren't you going to talk to me?"

"I……"

The Viscount Iran's hesitation made Elizabeth suddenly feel very bored, so Elizabeth's grip on the hilt of the sword increased.

The Viscount Iran suddenly understood what was going to happen. Fear and pain made his pupils widen, revealing infinite fear and anxiety, "No! No! Don't! Please! Please...ah!"

The sword was violently drawn from the open wound!

Immediately, blood splattered and sprayed all over the ground.

The Iranian Viscount rolled on the ground in pain while hugging his right leg.

A few drops of blood splashed onto Elizabeth's face, she was slightly stunned by the warm liquid for a few seconds, and when she fully realized what was on her face, her scarlet eyes suddenly shrank !

As a result, Elizabeth could no longer hear the man's screams!There is always a piercing "Weng Weng" sound in her head, like the very dizzy and nauseating radio waves emitted by some electronic products when they are strongly disturbed.

This sound rang for a long time, until Elizabeth was about to be tormented madly by it, suddenly another very clear voice came in - don't worry, I'm here...

The voice was very familiar, and this was Elizabeth's first reaction when she heard it.But then she was frightened by her own thought again!

Because this voice...is her own!

After receiving another burst of strong interference, the voice of 'her' came in again clearly: "Dear Lixi, since he doesn't cooperate, then kill him... Hehe, it's useless anyway~"

The lights in the cell were extinguished, and even the silvery moon quietly hid in the dark clouds, as if she was afraid of something.

The sword shadow flashed past one after another, accompanied by screams and wails, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger.

I don't know how long this situation lasted, but when Moonlight escaped from the cloud again, the Viscount Iran was already dead in the cell!

——His eyes were wide open, full of blood and fear, the kind that could be regarded as death.

"Hoo hoo hoo..." Under the moonlight, there was another person—Elizabeth covered in blood!

This is the bloody room.

The walls, tables and chairs, chandeliers... There is no place that is not stained with a terrible red!And these!All by her alone.

Elizabeth's silver hair was also stained with a lot of blood, the red lotus on her neck had already climbed up to her chin, and the scarlet eyes suddenly showed signs of shattering, which could no longer conceal the full of hostility.

"Wow——" The sword in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and Elizabeth seemed to wake up suddenly, looking at the scene in front of her in horror!

"How...how did this happen?!" Elizabeth's trembling voice was full of fear—it was the fear of herself!

"This is all... I did it?!" Her mind was blank, and Elizabeth obviously couldn't remember what happened before.

She looked at everything in the room in panic, only feeling a burst of pain in her head, the pain was splitting, and her heart was stuffy and panicked!

--What on earth happened?

Suddenly, as if she suddenly understood something, she began to yell crazily: "I know, you are here! Come out! Come out for me! Aweici!"

In the empty room, there was only a strong smell of blood and the sound of heavy breathing.

Elizabeth continued to yell regardless of her image, as if she could call Aweici out just by doing so!

However, this method will not work, Elizabeth quickly thought.

Elizabeth signed a contract with Aweici, but she was very afraid, afraid of the little girl with white hair and red eyes named Aweici.

Because every time she sees Aweici, she will think of all kinds of nightmares that night!Aweiz's words "Please break down a little more" are like some kind of vicious curse lingering in his ears, the pain and unbearable tortures Elizabeth's fragile nerves all the time, as if it must drive her crazy.

Elizabeth wanted to escape, so she lied to Aweici.

Elizabeth accepted the suggestion of the demon Fulina, seized the body of the current heir of the Rose Duke family, and then buried Aweici, who had not yet come out in time, with her body.Trying to stay away from Aweici's control.

However, Elizabeth is also very clear that she is a perfect container for Aweici. As long as the contract is still there, she cannot escape these sins at all...

Goodbye Aweici needs a medium to sleep, and this medium is a mirror.

"Mirror! Mirror! Mirror!" Realizing this, Elizabeth frantically rummaged through the room for mirrors.

She may have forgotten that this is a prison cell and there will be no such thing as a mirror.

However, that was probably the case by accident—she spotted the reflective glass windows.

On the transparent glass window, there was a vague reflection of a person-it was indeed Elizabeth's own shadow.

The girl in the glass is wearing the same dress as her, but the main color is white.

She has desolate and picturesque white long hair; her beautiful and delicate face is full of bewitching and completely broken red eyes, and the pattern of white roses intertwined with bright red lotus climbs up her neck.Like Elizabeth, the eerie pattern crawled to the same place on the chin.

That is Aweici.

Looking at Elizabeth who was stained red with blood, Aweici suddenly smiled, and his cold fangs appeared immediately.

"Aweici!" The red Elizabeth's scarlet eyes burst out with a kind of hatred and vicious gaze.

"Oh~ my dear Lissie, you finally face the existence of Aweici, so happy~" In the mirror, the white Aweici had a happy face, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was trembling.

"Hehe..." Elizabeth looked at the white 'self' and sneered, "You monster! Go to hell!"

Elizabeth clenched the hilt of her sword and stabbed at the glass window extremely quickly. There was a clear sound of glass breaking in the silent space, which showed how hard the person who smashed the glass was!

The glass cracked, but not enough to shatter.

From the small dot pierced by the tip of the blade, cracks opened to the surroundings. Immediately, the white Aweici's left eye could not see clearly.

Aweici didn't care about Elizabeth's hostility at all, she smiled viciously, "Lixi needs to be broken a little more, that way, it will be more delicious..."

Such words made Elizabeth feel shuddering!She knew the identity of Aweici—a monster with gluttonous blood!

She also knew the reason for the tragedy of the Midford family - because someone needed to use the power of Aweiz to achieve a certain wish of their own, so they wanted to find a container for Aweiz.

And I am the so-called perfect container!It was because of this ridiculous reason that the Midford family was destroyed.

Every time Aweici said "Please break down a little more", the important people around him would disappear...

"...So, who are you going to attack?" Elizabeth asked tremblingly.

"No...no! I won't let you succeed!"

Knowing that physical attacks have no effect on the intangible white Aweici, Elizabeth is really ruthless.

She threw away the sword in her hand, and pulled out a shining golden dagger from her waist, stabbing her body fiercely!

Blood remained from the shoulder, mixed with the previous blood, sticking to the dress and bare skin.

"Okay, it hurts..." A Weici held his shoulder that was also bleeding, countless tears welled up in his double pupils, and he sat on the ground looking pitifully at Elizabeth who was in the opposite space.