Son of Light and Darkness

Chapter 36 That Story, Destruction

After a dance, when Mephisto turned around, he only saw Eli's back when he left.

The little guy is angry?

Mephisto slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing the good mood in his heart.

Anastasia is a very smart girl, she can tell at a glance that Mephisto attaches different importance to that beautiful little girl just now, although she also likes him very much, but if she can't ask for it, she is willing to bless Mephisto special.

"Your Highness, hurry up and chase after him." After she and Mephisto withdrew from the dance floor, she said empathetically.

Mephisto raised his eyebrows slightly, and had a good impression of this girl he had never looked at more.

"Unfortunately, I hope you will have a good time." Mephisto nodded politely and turned out of the hall.

Anastasia's eyes reluctantly followed Mephisto's back until Mephisto disappeared outside the door, turned her head a little frustrated, but unexpectedly met a pair of sinister and vicious eyes.

Seeing that Anastasia noticed her, Daphne gave her a meaningful smile, held a glass of Yin Hong's wine with her slender fingers and raised her hand, then raised her head and drank it down.

Anastasia was terrified.

The last warning flooded her memory instantly.

The icy land, the filthy insects and ants, the rotten coffin...Under the cold moonlight, the most unforgettable memories of her life came to mind bit by bit.

This time, Daphne will not let her go easily!

Having gained this knowledge, Anastasia walked to the rest area anxiously, all the blood on her exquisite little face was gone.There was only endless fear in the light blue eyes.

"What's the matter? Dear Tasia?" Mrs. Christopher walked to her side and asked with concern.

Anastasia paused for a moment before forcing a smile: "Dear Madam, it's a great honor to be able to participate in your grand event, but I'm feeling a little unwell right now, may I leave first?"

If he went back to the palace first, the devil wouldn't be chasing him anymore, right?

Mrs. Christopher was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "Of course, my dear. I have a therapist here, do you need them to come and see? Or should I send someone to take you back?"

Anastasia declined Mrs. Christopher's kindness and slipped away quietly through the back door.

However, how could Daphne, who had been paying attention to her, let her go?

She pretended to overturn the wine and spilled it on her skirt, and then she also made an excuse to change clothes and left the hall.

Daphne frowned and searched around for a long time, but she couldn't find Anastasia, but unexpectedly heard a voice that appeared in her heart day and night.

She immediately realized something, and used the Shadow of the Wind to hide her figure.

In the flower room not far away, white roses swayed in the night wind, and the sweet fragrance of flowers drifted with the wind and was sent far away by the wind.

"Brother, it's me!" The long-haired girl took off the wig on her head, revealing soft and messy short black hair.

Daphne tightly covered the corners of her lips so as not to make a sound!

what did she see?

The boy in women's clothes was crying sadly while putting his arms around Mephisto's shoulders and offering his lips!

Mephisto didn't push the boy away, but let him hug her, and invaded his heart little by little with jerky kisses.

Eli cried desperately and sadly: "... I really like my brother... Brother, don't want me... I don't like to see you... I don't like you to be with other people... Please..."

"Crying like a kitten..." Mephisto finally moved, he stretched out his hand and hugged the boy into his arms, holding the boy's face tenderly, "It's still a little cat, kissing me secretly at night ,Um?"

Eli raised his face blurred with tears, and stared blankly at Mephisto, unable to turn his head around.

Then, his eyes widened!

Mephisto leaned close to the little guy's face and looked at him helplessly: "Shouldn't you close your eyes at this time?"

Eli was still dumbfounded, not just sobbing.

Mephisto smiled silently, took the little guy into his arms, and kissed his forehead.

Xiao Hei, who was squeezed between the two, couldn't take it anymore, and rolled out of Eli's skirt again.

After he landed, he didn't act coquettishly as usual, but half-prostrated vigilantly, and issued a low warning warning to the front.

Daphne's heart skipped a beat, she stepped back cautiously, and then ran out of the manor in a panic.

Mephisto looked indifferently at the direction in which the person hiding in the dark fled, with a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Daphne, who left Christopher's Manor, stopped at the gate of the manor with a strange expression.

Actually... Mephisto and that boy, his own brother!

How could it be...they!

Daphne would rather believe that this was just her own hallucination, but when she saw Anastasia, who had the same strange expression, escape from the gate of the manor in a daze, she knew she must have seen it too.

Anastasia's face was pale, and she walked out of the manor with dull eyes, and suddenly saw a ghostly figure waiting for her in front of her.

"Daphne..." She turned her head uneasily, but there was no one else nearby.

Daphne narrowed her eyes indifferently: "You saw it, right?"

Anastasia recalled the scene just now, and her face became ugly.

She watched in horror as Daphne approached step by step, and suddenly her eyes dimmed, and she couldn't see anything.

In the darkness, something was slowly sliding up her smooth calf, and finally landed delicately on her thigh.

Anastasia opened her eyes suddenly, but found that she didn't know where she was, but her hands and feet were tightly tied behind her, and she couldn't move at all.

She looked up in fear, but saw Daphne's distorted face.

"You are all lunatics, you are all lunatics!" Daphne seemed to have been greatly shocked, and kicked Anastasia crazily, "Why? Mephisto doesn't love me, but actually likes his brother, that little monster?"

Anastasia was trying her best to hold back her sobs, she didn't feel much better than Daphne, because she was definitely no less infatuated with Mephisto than Daphne, but she was more capable than Daphne Disguise and hide.

"What does this have to do with me? It's not my fault!" Anastasia finally couldn't take it anymore, and shouted at her angrily, "Even without Eli, Mephisto would not love you! How do you deserve it?" on him?"

Daphne was taken aback by her yelling, and then she showed a weird smile: "Yes, I am a dirty person... Thank you for reminding me, why can you still like him with peace of mind? I can't get it Yes, no one can get it, neither you nor Eli will get it!"

She patted her palms lightly under Anastasia's increasingly fearful gaze, and immediately four or five tall coachmen and guards walked in.

Daphne knelt down and gently patted Anastasia's face: "Poor little beauty, enjoy it slowly..."

Anastasia froze coldly. She understood Daphne's meaning, looked at the vicious smile on Daphne's face in disbelief, and murmured: "How dare you? Daphne, why are you doing this?" ? You are a madman, you are a madman. Let me go, I am a royal princess..."

Her voice grew louder and more excited.

Daphne smiled nervously, and said coldly to the men: "It's a rare opportunity to have a princess for you to play for nothing. Serve the respected princess for me!"

Without hesitation, those men stepped forward one by one...

Daphne walked out of the dilapidated hut, her hands clenched tightly close to her palms.

Inside, Anastasia's cries gradually died down.

She looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky, and faintly evoked a faint sneer.

When her mother was alive, she hated her most.That weak and incompetent woman was always so submissive in front of her father that she didn't even dare to speak loudly.

So she likes to play with men in the palm of her hand, watching men humbly begging in front of her, those people's greed for her has become her most powerful weapon and the most interesting toy.

But all this changed after she met Mephisto.

When she first entered the academy at the age of 15, she saw that young man who seemed to be standing on an altar even in the crowd, and his indifferent and alienated eyes captured all her attention in an instant.

At that time, there were many flower protectors around her, but she knew better than anyone else that that proud young man would never bow his head and beg for mercy in front of her like other people did.

Perhaps no one in this world can make this boy bow his head!

The feeling of secret love is getting more and more unsatisfied, so she wants to become Raphael's disciple, because Raphael is Hylar's lover, and Hylar is Mephisto's teacher.She tried every means to get close to Mephisto.

Even if she is ridiculed by Hailar, she doesn't care, for Mephisto, she can give up her pride.

However, it is absolutely unforgivable that someone can be closer to Mephisto than her...

Even if Anastasia was innocent, she couldn't control the fierce jealous flames that almost devoured her heart.

If she doesn't do something to vent, she will be burned to death by the jealousy in her heart!

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a moment, those men came out in disheveled clothes, with a filthy smell.

After Daphne came back to her senses, she said with a disgusted face, "Get out of here!"

Those men changed their expressions, and finally swallowed their anger and left.

Anastasia was lying on the ground, staring blankly at the dilapidated ceiling above her head, like a rag doll that had been ravaged too much.

"I'm sorry... Actually, what's wrong with you?" Daphne squatted down gently in front of her, caressing her face pitifully, "But I can't bear it..."

Her voice stopped suddenly.

Anastasia was still staring blankly at the ceiling, and after a while, she let go.

A sharp dagger pierced Daphne's heart, and bright red blood flowed from her chest.

"It turns out that my blood is still red, hehe..." Daphne spit out these words slowly, looking at Anastasia, "I didn't expect that you would rather be defiled by them than endure until I appear and take revenge on me ...Maybe I was wrong, you are scarier than me..."

Anastasia lay on the ground for a long time, her eyes, which had not responded, blinked slightly, and clear tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

She turned sideways slowly and curled up tightly into a ball.

so cold……