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Chapter 1266

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The prime minister's daughter looked at him with her purple eyes, full of pride.

"Hoffwald's golden wine, like a beautiful woman, is the best reward for the bravest man, my lord."

"You …"

Brando saw that the item in the prime minister's daughter's hand was his Horn of Commendation. He wanted to look back and say something, but after drinking the golden wine, his mind was on fire.

"F * ck, again …"

Delfien narrowed her eyes, looking at the man like a cat.

"Tonight, I belong to you, my lord …"

She said with a fiery breath.

As for the rest of the words, Brendel could not hear them clearly.

The cabin swayed slightly, like the ripples on the surface of the sea. It was said that the mermaids would sing softly in the dead of the night, letting out a sobbing song, luring the sailors to drown.

It was a shrill voice like that of a cat, accompanied by soft panting. It sounded like a mewling, as if it was weeping, and the two sounds were mixed together.

That night, Huang Huo and Mr. Liu did not see Miss Delfien come up from the lower cabin.

The first rays of the morning sun rose from the sea, dyeing the whole sea golden.

South of the Tauri Strait, there were some places in the depths of the Valtana Sea that were said to be shrouded in darkness. Since half a year ago, the sun had not risen. However, the sea route was uninhabited, and very few people would go there. Therefore, the rumor was only circulated among a few people, and could not be confirmed.

At least in the Tauri Strait, the sun still rose and set. It was normal.

The soft sunlight shone through the porthole, brightening up the dark cabin. The light shone through the snow-white bedsheets and the messy quilt, as well as the seductive snow-white back and shoulders and black hair that were exposed.

Brando groaned and sat up on the bed with a splitting headache. When he saw Hoffwald's Horn of Commendation, which was thrown at the head of the bed, and the prime minister's daughter beside him, who was pressed tightly against the soft pillow, he could not help but have a headache.

Everything that had happened the night before came back to him.

It had to be said that this daughter of the Prime Minister was known as the most beautiful woman in the capital. She was indeed a rare beauty. At the very least, since he had come to this world, her appearance and temperament could be considered one of the best among all the women he had seen. No one could even compare to her.

Compared to Erouine's number one beauty, Princess Gryphine, this Prime Minister's daughter was more mature and knew how to make use of her charm. Compared to the number one human princess under the rule of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, Princess Gryphine's temperament was even more outstanding. She was like a poisonous snake tricking mortals into swallowing the forbidden fruit, full of deadly beauty.

Of course, this was not an exaggeration.

She was a woman with a heart like a poisonous snake. Brando knew it all too well.

To be exact, even now, he did not dare to easily trust this woman. However, he did not expect that under such circumstances, he would still fall into her trap.

However, he looked at Delfien, who was sleeping soundly and peacefully, and his heart was in turmoil. No matter what, this was her first time, and this prime minister's daughter had done her best to please her, so that night was not a bad memory.

He couldn't do such a thing if he wanted to immediately turn hostile and ruthless.

Although he knew that this was only an exchange of benefits.

Brando sighed.

Delfien seemed to feel his gaze. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she opened her eyes. When she saw Brando for the first time, her amethyst-like eyes did not reveal a proud expression, but a complicated one.

"If you knew this would happen, why did you …" Brando looked at her expression and knew what she was thinking. He shook his head helplessly. "It's too late to regret now … Miss Delfien, you were too impulsive …"

"You regret it too, my lord?" Delfien sighed softly, and asked softly with her magnetic voice. "It's nothing. You have the right to go back on your words at any time —"

"You said that because you knew that I would not do that, right?" Brando said with annoyance. He realized that he did not know how to meet Bai Jia now. He would definitely be laughed at to death, not to mention the little Roman.

"Of course not, because no one can know the true face of others. The so-called playing with people's hearts is just self-deception." Delfien shook her head, and she smiled faintly. "I have nothing left. I can only stake everything. As you know, I am always confident in my madness, because I am willing to accept any consequences …"

"You are really a lunatic."

Delfien calmly accepted such praise.

But Brando still shook his head. "Even so, I still find it hard to believe you. The Roman's life is still unknown. How do you want me to face him?"

The prime minister's daughter's face turned slightly pale. She bit her lips and said, "I don't care about my own life. I can even tell you the secret of the Jadeite Mystery, my lord. As long as the Nidwen family can survive."

"Nothing can last forever."

"But at least you can guarantee that he can return to his glory, right?"

"Why are you always so stubborn, Miss Delfien? Everything should not be so bad. Why are you always so stubborn?" Brando said angrily.

"I am stubborn. What's wrong with that?" Delfien sat up on the bed, and the quilt slid down from her naked body. She stared at Brando and said, "There are always stubborn people in this world. Besides, it is because of my stubbornness that you have my body, isn't it?"

Brando opened his mouth. He wanted to say that this was not his wish, but he could not say it. He could only admit defeat.

"Forget it. I don't want to persuade you, and I don't want to protect your family. If you can really make up for your mistakes, I will give you a chance to revive your family."

Delfien's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. "You won't kill me?"

"I didn't want to kill you from the start, but you won't be able to escape the judgment that belongs to you no matter what. But because of you, I have to kill you once." Brendel's tone was serious, but he suddenly changed the topic.

"Ah …?"

Brando reached out and pressed his hand on the prime minister's daughter's forehead. "Don't resist me. This is my first time with a living person."

"What do you want?" Delfien was a little scared. Her face was a little pale. Compared to her boldness last night, she was a completely different person.

But in the next moment, she felt a sharp needle piercing her brain.

She couldn't help but scream.

When the prime minister's daughter woke up, it was already an hour or two later. The moment she opened her eyes, she subconsciously touched her forehead.

"I … died?" She looked back at Brando. She clearly felt that she had died. Brando had directly used a spell to destroy her will. The feeling of death was so clear and despairing.

But in the next moment, the prime minister's daughter reacted.

She looked at Brando in a daze and said bitterly, "A Planeswalker …"

"I'm sorry." Brando looked at her and said, "I have no choice but to do this. I believe you should know why. But no matter what, I still welcome you to my camp. I hope you can adapt to your new identity."

"… You're not from the Empire. The color of your hair and eyes shows that the Nidevon family has the blood of the Miirnas. They were also the first generation of necromancers. So the deck chose you, and I can't change it?"

"The Dead Moon deck …"

The prime minister's daughter sat there in a daze. Then she revealed a calm expression and sighed, "If I lose my freedom, won't I become the Count's slave …"

"A slave won't go that far …" Brando thought of The Shire and Metisha, and thought that it wouldn't be that serious.

He shook his head and said, "I won't interfere with your freedom too much, Miss Delfien. This is only to guard against your betrayal. This is the only way I can trust you —"

But before he could finish his words, his eyes widened as he saw Delphine crawl along the bed and press him down on the bed. The young girl lowered her head and said in a seductive voice in his ear, "Don't worry.

"It's okay, Count. I like this identity. This is the deal between us. Please let your slave serve you …"

The young girl licked his earlobe gently, and her breath hit his face. Brando looked at the pair of intoxicated eyes that were like amethysts staring at him. He felt a buzzing sound in his head.

"Damn, this crazy woman is a masochist …"

His mind was in a daze. He felt that he had mistakenly drunk Hofwald's golden wine again and was drunk in a daze.



"Mr. Liu, is Miss Delfien alright? Why hasn't she come out yet?"

Phoenix Fire was standing on the side of the ship, quietly looking at the wall-like fog rising from the Taowu Strait. She suddenly asked Mr. Liu, who was beside her.

"I didn't see her at breakfast. It's been so long since lunch time. I'm a bit worried. She has been taking care of my teacher day and night. Should I send someone to check on her?"

Mr. Liu coughed slightly. "No need. I think Miss Delfien has her own plans."

Phoenix Fire seemed to understand. She nodded silently. "Is Miss Delfien our teacher's fiancée?"

"Probably …"

Mr. Liu glanced at the door leading to the lower deck and shook his head silently.

At this time, Brando and Delfien opened the door and walked out of the lower deck. They obviously heard the conversation between Phoenix Fire and Mr. Liu. They were a bit embarrassed and couldn't help but blush.

Phoenix Fire turned around and looked at the two with wide eyes. She said childishly, "Teacher, you're awake. Ah, Miss Delfien … You look so beautiful today …"

The prime minister's daughter was startled, and then her face turned even redder.



(Author's Note: I owe Brendel a lot of blood. I've already mentioned this in the group more than a year ago. Plus, the plot has already reached this point, but I'm still very careful when I write it. After all, I'm going against the wind to commit a crime. Damn, my character isn't good either. Seeing how conscientious I am, bear brothers, give me some monthly votes.)

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