Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 227 False memory
"No... this subordinate is only for... the world of demons!" Rose gritted her teeth and said every word. Those who knew her colleagues knew that she was sometimes so stubborn that she dared to break into the gun.

Like now...

The Duke smiled instead of anger, Rose was thrown out instantly by a strong impact, and fell to the ground, spitting blood.

"If you are overwhelmed by this sudden hot-blooded justice again..."

Rose's internal organs were in severe pain, as if the internal organs were crushed by that blow, and they were about to spit out mixed with blood.

The black and white maid uniforms were stained with blood, and the scarlet eyes of the vampires in the distance appeared one after another. The high-level vampires made them fearful, but the blood of those adults was an irresistible temptation for every low-level vampire...

Coveting the power of high-ranking blood is blasphemy, and will be punished by the Senate with the most severe punishment - shooting a special silver arrow into the heart in the sun, or burning it...

The shiny black leather boots stepped past her, and she couldn't raise her eyelids, and could only feel a large piece of black.

"Vampires don't need blood. I don't mind letting go of things that affect your IQ next time."

There were neatly cut scars on her wrists and ankles. The Duke temporarily sealed her recovery power, so that she could only feel the loss of blood. The pain of the wound was not terrible, but the terrible feeling of hunger and thirst.

Urgently in need of recovery after ischemia, her brain seemed to be gradually occupied, but was firmly suppressed by Elvis' power.

"If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing her..."

I'm afraid I've already bumped into that reinforced wall with my body, it's far from that simple, Rose knows it very well in her heart.

"You don't need to go out during this time, you just need to take care of her."

Taking care is also monitoring. The Duke seems not to be completely relieved. Rose regretted it after being impulsive. How could she be so stupid as to question the actions of the Duke...

"If she gradually recovers from her injuries and her memory gradually wakes up, then... let her stay like this forever."

Gentleness and malice intertwined, Rose froze in place, and the oppressive and sinister aristocrat had disappeared in place.

What Master Dracula means is...that Master Della will never be able to recover her ability as a fairy, so that she will become his precious collection so weakly.

She suddenly felt cold from the soles of her feet, and felt pity for that pure girl in her heart, but this is the Duke, isn't it?
……

"Master Della, wait! The Duke has something to go out!"

The European-style stone carvings in the luxurious promenade are extremely exquisite. Della ran barefoot towards the place she seemed to be familiar with in her memory. Her white and simple skirt fluttered, and her long chestnut hair was a bit messy by the wind. She really looked like a Angel……

Rose tried her best to catch up with her. If she was not injured, she would naturally catch up, but her blood has not recovered even half of the lost blood, and she can't get blood with energy to satisfy her in a short time, so now even chasing a little girl is so laborious .

"..."

Rose gritted her teeth and used her abilities to catch up, only to find that the girl in the white dress stopped suddenly. In front of her was a large field of white roses planted by the fence.

"There seems to be a bit of impression here, the first meeting with Ives..."

Rose heard the girl's soft voice, stopped behind her and did not answer. She once again felt the cruelty of the Duke.

Turn her into a blank, and implant some false fragments, but this girl regards these things as the only thing that can fill the blank, and jumps off without wearing shoes.

"This is not a dream, maybe one day I will remember all of it." Although it was a bit strange, there was finally something more in her mind besides the blankness, the memory fragments without emotion, even a little pale, but she still wanted to find it.

Living in a blank space forever, without the past, unable to integrate into the present, and even without the future... that would be too scary.

(End of this chapter)