Chapter 1404
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Looking at the pair of snow-white feet in front of him, Austin clutched his chest and coughed violently. He stood up with difficulty and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Austin's wrinkled face was ugly. "Your Highness, why did you suddenly attack Austin?"
The girl in front of him looked at him coldly. Her black dress covered her calves. "Why? You don't have a good memory. I just reminded you that the name 'Kristel' is not something you can call me by, and now you're calling me that again. If I don't beat you up, who should I beat up? Call me 'Your Highness', do you understand? "
Austin looked at the girl's cold eyes. Thinking about the kick just now, his stomach started to hurt.
Austin felt a lingering fear in his heart.
It seemed that Shirley's strength was rapidly recovering. He couldn't delay any longer. He had to hurry to that old man Smoker.
Austin could only endure and lower his head. "Yes, Your Highness."
"Alright, speak. What is it?" Shen Wanqing turned around and returned to the throne. She sat down lazily and leaned against the throne. "What happened to Kristel?"
Hearing Shen Wanqing's address, Austin couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
She didn't let him call her that, but now he was calling her that!
"The Pope of the Holy Temple has been with us for almost half a month. Your Highness, how do you plan to deal with him?" Austin asked.
"Deal with him?" The girl raised her eyebrows. "When did I say I wanted to deal with him?"
Austin said, "But if Your Highness doesn't want to deal with the Pope, why do you want to bring him back to the Blood Race? You even agreed to live peacefully with the Holy Temple for his sake! If Your Highness doesn't deal with the Pope, I'm afraid the Blood Race won't be convinced! "
"Isn't it good to live peacefully with the Holy Temple? What's the point of fighting and killing? " Shen Wanqing was indifferent. "Besides, dealing with him … Didn't I already make him my blood slave?"
She suddenly lifted her long eyelashes and looked coldly at Austin. "Don't tell me you want me to kill him to convince the public?"
Hearing this, Austin's face lit up. When he was about to reply, Shen Wanqing snorted coldly. "Dream on! Kristel belongs to me. Other than me, don't even think about touching him! "
"Your Highness!" Austin frowned and walked forward. Shen Wanqing didn't want to talk nonsense with him. Shen Wanqing waved her hand. "If you're here to talk to me about this, then get lost. Kristel, don't even think about moving! "
Looking at the girl's departing figure, Austin's expression was calm, but his eagle-like eyes were vicious.
Austin had no intention of doing anything to Kristel in the first place. He had only come because the other counts of the Blood Race kept whispering about it to him. He was just here to go through the motions. It would be best if Shirley didn't agree. The more she sided with Kristel, the more she protected him, the more those people would be dissatisfied with her!
Austin curled his lips coldly, then turned and left.
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A few days later.
In the room, a white candle was burning. The room was half-lit and half-dark. A petite figure was curled up on the bed.
Shen Wanqing lay on the bed and sighed. It had been a few days, but Kristel still ignored her or avoided her.
What was going on? Did she do something? Could it be that she drank too much blood that day and made her angry?
Knock, knock, knock. Someone knocked on the door.
Butler Werner's voice came from outside the door. "Your Highness, Count Federico is here."
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