Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

It is said that 'blue comes from blue and is better than blue'... Well. Ronald laughed briskly in a German tone.

Faona's eyes were so cold that he seemed to be piercing his body with ice spikes.

"Even if the king is here, you won't be tolerated in this way."

"I'm not afraid of death, Lord Faona." Ronald lowered his eyes to stare at the high place, and keeping that position still for a long time made his eyes a little sore. "There's nothing wrong with executing me. But," he opened his eyes, then got up and turned to meet Faona's gaze, shrugged helplessly and smiled.

"Wait until Diolot finishes what he should do, can you do it before he comes back?"

A deep displeasure flashed in Faona's eyes. "Is this your final attitude Ronald?"

"Hey, why do you think so?" Ronald narrowed his eyes and smiled strangely. "It was you who said I would not be tolerated. I was only consulting with you about the execution."

Faona silently pressed the bulging veins on her forehead. "Ronald, you haven't learned your skills well, but you have learned a lot about your uncle's character."

Ronald was stunned for a moment, his expression softened as he suddenly remembered something.He lowered his eyelashes halfway, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"That's because I'm as timid as my uncle."

"Do I need to tell you the fate of this sentence being heard by Falbert?"

"Please, don't say it." Ronald laughed. "He'll be furious."

"..." Faona pursed her lips suddenly, and stopped thinking about continuing to talk about this topic with him.After a pause, he slightly turned his eyes to look at the piled up documents on the table in the prison.

"Ronald, in fact, none of this is a problem."

"Your meritorious deeds, as well as Diolot's meritorious deeds, and what you have done Tivandale is in his eyes. The relationship between [The King's Servant] does not need to do this step at all. If I want to, I can release you immediately."

Ronald didn't answer, but just listened silently.

"However, your relationship with Diolot is too close."

Ronald's pupils shrank suddenly, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth again.

"As lovers, there's nothing wrong with this. It's nice for you to support and love each other. But, Ronald," Faona turned her head and looked at him with an unusually serious expression. "You are the [King's Servant] of Divandale first, and each other's lovers second. Do you need me to explain this sentence?"

Ronald met his gaze and shook his head slightly.

"How dangerous will it be for you to act emotionally? The lesson has already happened to you. Do I need to prove it for you again? You were taught by Falbert, and you should have the same reason as your uncle to guide you." You yourself, you did a good job at this point, but it won’t work if you put it on Diolot? Everyone in Tivandale knows Diolot’s past as well as you, but you can’t help pampering him like this!”

Ronald closed his eyes. "I'm very sorry."

Faona glanced at him but didn't continue talking, turned around and walked down the steps. "When Diolot returns from Idutak's work, Divandale will publicly pronounce the sentence on you."

"I understand." Ronald leaned his body against the railing next to the bed, and replied softly.

Faona walked out the door, leaving him alone in the huge living room again.

Too many silent environments made him unable to breathe. If he was always so silent, it would soon become unbearable.Ronald leaned his head against the railing and thought silently.Thoughts drifted over certain scenes that had happened, and the expression on that calm face slowly became a little unbearable.

"You are all wrong..."

"It's not that I'm pampering that person, it's him..."

"You're pampering me..."

-·-

-Idutak-

As the banquet entered, the lord of Yidu Tak appeared gracefully and delivered a speech in a modest and courteous manner.

Standing in a corner of the crowd, Diolot gently covered his face with a fan, and looked at the person standing on the podium with a three-point sarcasm in his charming eyes that had changed bright colors, with a trace in his eyes that he didn't even notice. deep-seated hatred.

Years ago, Divandale began to pay attention to and investigate this place after realizing that members of the Sabat faction in Yidu Tak began to enter and leave frequently.The first real secret visit was carried out by Ronald, who was the "Servant of the King".But no one expected that the person who was not the lord of Yidu Tak at that time would actually get the information about the portrait of "The King's Servant" from Sabat, and Ronald, who had not appeared in front of people, was recognized like this. out.And at that time, that guy had already reached the rank of "Duke" for many years. How could the young [King's Servant] be his opponent? As a result, Ronald was seriously injured by that person, and his body was cut off. If it wasn't for the blood sacrifice By chance, I stopped by to help, and now [Wangzhishi] probably only has three people.

Divandale paid a heavy price for this, but that person rose step by step and became Lord Idutak, and his strength has improved compared to before...

Sabat!Diolot clenched the handle of the fan tightly. If he took off the white gloves on his hand at this moment, he would definitely see a bruised appearance.

But now, he doesn't have the strength to contend with it at all... However, his purpose is not to confront him...

"Idu Tak is very honored to be supported by the imperial government. This time, it is a great honor for the respected [King's Servant] Lord Diolot to come in person. The border town has nothing to say, but it still hopes that Mr. Diolot People can be happy here.”

Looking coldly at Fitz dressed as himself standing on it and singing oboe with Lord Idutak, he turned around and walked out.

"Miss Audrey, where are you going now?"

"It's a bit stuffy in the hall," he said slowly, stopping and smiling, looking back at the person next to him who asked him. "I believe you are already tired of this form, then I believe you will understand my actions."

The other party smiled and nodded slightly. "Of course, it's really boring here now."

"Of course, I will come back before the dance." She pursed her lips and revealed a charming smile, "I am very much looking forward to the song with you."

"I'm looking forward to it too." The other party bowed, and he nodded, lifted his skirt, turned and walked out of the hall.

This move naturally fell into the eyes of Fitz on the stage, but just as he saw everything in his eyes, that person naturally knew that he was paying attention to him, and the leaving back gracefully carried a trace of malicious sarcasm, which made Fitz His smile twisted instantly.

"Master Diolot, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh," he withdrew his gaze, and showed an indescribably beautiful smile to Lord Idutak next to him. "A lot of interesting people came to today's banquet, which makes me very happy."

-·-

Taking off the heavy skirt on the outside and putting it in a corner where no one would notice, Diolot looked up at the wall in front of him, jumped off the ground lightly, stuck his limbs against the wall, and then climbed up lightly and quickly.

"Diolot, don't think that your talent is worthless. Every power that the Father God bestows on us has its own unique meaning. Just like your [Spider], just like Hesel's [Heart Piercing Arrow] ], there is an absolute reason for its existence. Now you think that [Spider] is just an additional tool that can sense the magic web, but talent will grow, as long as you are still growing, then it will naturally It will grow with you. It is something that will accompany you all your life, and it naturally knows you best. Talent is a very magical thing, and you will understand it when you learn to use it correctly. It is not only It is a means to assist you to succeed, and it is also a means to protect you. Diolot, every talent is perfect in theory, including its limitations, its opposition to another talent, That is the embodiment of its perfection. Only the vampires who truly bring out this perfection are the best. I hope you can understand what I told you today. Diolot, I hope you are the best [ King's Servant]."

The closed glass window is pressed against the palm of the hand, and the blood light in the depth of the pupil is like a faint candle, which is small but strong and flickers brightly. The fingers adjust the angle along the lines of defensive magic, find the gap where any magic exists, and slowly inject magic power to avoid Open the place that may trigger the reaction and draw the formula equation, open the channel, and replace the space.Diolot closed his eyes slightly, and the figure disappeared outside the window, and then landed on the soft carpet in the study like a feather.

"I always feel that such a big magic circle can't teleport the whole person... If half of the teleportation passes, you will die..." He mumbled in a low voice and walked to the desk and began to rummage. Generally, the blood race will not open the file again. Since he couldn't apply spells on him, he simply sat down on the chair and started to turn page by page.

There was nothing of value to be found—he had expected it.How can a guy who can assassinate Divandale [The King's Servant] have power alone.But he was a little upset when he thought of Fitz's face that deserved to be punched.

All the cabinets that can be opened have been opened and searched, but there is nothing about Sabat.Thinking about that person would also think that he would come here quietly.

"Well, I told you, you can't find anything." The light in the study was suddenly turned on, and Fitz, who was wearing a white windbreaker and a long black wig, smiled and leaned on the door handle.