"Even back then, when we were still together, I poisoned your daily diet, causing you and the old Turnbull gang leader to be defeated at the hands of the Black Sword for no apparent reason?"

Lausanne II tightened his fingers.

Maybe... it's not so unclear.

but……

"It's not important anymore."

The killer's face was expressionless.

As of now, it has no meaning.

"unimportant?"

Belicia asked in disbelief:

"Even before that, you killed Heijian twice without success. Was it because I informed him in advance so that he could be prepared and escape pursuit?"

Lausanne II remained motionless.

"Even then and now, I am still the bitch who betrayed and framed you, causing your complete defeat, causing you to be in such a bad situation, and ended up in this situation?"

The woman walked up to him and gritted her teeth unconsciously.

"Can you really let it all go, honey?"

"Let go of all the injustice and misfortune you have suffered, both in the past and now?"

Lausanne II looked indifferent.

"Are you willing to die like this in this stinky cesspit?"

Belicia took a deep breath, slowly crouched down, and approached the killer.

"Even now, you have a chance outside the door to pay for everything in the past——"

Wow!

Before Belicia finished speaking, she heard the sharp sound of metal, and a sudden change occurred!

boom!

"Ah You--"

Amidst Belicia's sudden exclamation, Lausanne II, who suddenly opened his eyes, flashed his left arm and strangled the woman's neck!

"You talk too much, my dear," Lausanne II said coldly, tightening his fingers tighter and tighter, "and you are too close."

In front of him, Belicia was kneeling on the ground having difficulty breathing. Her hands were desperately trying to grab the hard vampire claws on her neck, but with little effect.

Lausanne II tightened his arms and pulled Belicia, who was unable to resist, in front of him.

From the vampire's unique perspective, her neck was long and fair, and the blood vessels under her skin were slowly pulsing.

The allure of fragrance.

【Blood……】

Lausanne II tried hard to suppress the desire in his body, but couldn't help but swallow.

Belicia couldn't shout, and breathing became increasingly difficult.

But after the initial shock, she calmed down immediately.

"But I, if I don't, don't get close to you..."

The woman lowered her hands and stared at the other person.

"How can I understand you and defeat you..."

Lausanne II gritted his teeth.

His sharp fingers gently scratched the skin of her throat.

The feeling on his fingertips told him: she was trembling.

Belicia gently touched the other person's face, raised the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and uttered the last few words:

"...capture you?"

At that moment, Lausanne II's pupils suddenly widened!

He loosened his fingers slightly, and Belicia got some space and immediately took a big breath.

But Lausanne II stared at his hands.

He suddenly realized that it was not Belicia who was trembling.

But my own fingertips.

Why?

"Let's do it, my dear, what are you waiting for?"

Belicia finally calmed down, but she did not resist. Instead, she looked at the hand holding her neck and smiled sadly:

"Don't you want my blood?"

Blood.

Looking at the other party's eyes, Lausanne II suddenly understood something.

The next second, the killer completely let go of his fingers and his arm fell to the ground.

Belicia, who had to be freed from her restraints, lay on the ground, coughed several times, and laughed loudly.

"I know!"

Her laughter was sad and relieved, echoing in the dungeon, causing the lights in the corners to shake rapidly and the lights and shadows on the walls to flash randomly.

"When I first met you, my dear, I knew we were the same!"

Belicia sat sideways on the ground with her legs crooked, and slowly raised her head:

"You and I, the bitch and the killer, we are all completely broken tools, we just used glue and clay to stick them together and make do.

“But the cracks inside cannot be glued together.

"Broken, complicated, awkward, contradictory, cursed by the past."

Lausanne II's breath froze.

"That's why we're attracted to each other."

The woman's eyes were red, and the expression on her face became extremely terrifying:

"Even if they are destined to destroy each other."

Lausanne II was stunned.

【I want people to love you deeply...】

For some reason, looking at Belicia who was laughing and looking crazy, he suddenly remembered what that dirty guy with mental powers had said:

【...You must first send your sincerity.】

He stared blankly at the woman in front of him, knowing that she was still within arm's reach.

Just thinking about it, he could slit the other person's throat immediately.

Drink blood.

but……

Lausanne II closed his eyes and completely suppressed his blood thirst.

"I know."

The killer spoke tiredly, interrupting the woman's increasingly sad laughter:

"I know you're a bitch."

nonsense.

"Congratulations to you," Belicia paused and said sarcastically, "How come I haven't discovered it myself after so many years?"

"But she's not my bitch, and she's not dead Bert's bitch."

Lausanne II spoke slowly, with a calm and indifferent tone:

"You're Turnbull's bitch."

The voice fell.

Belicia's breathing stopped for a second.

"you know?"

"Yes, I know."

Lausanne II closed his eyes again.

"At some point—perhaps the time when I no longer feared an adversary, and few of his men were my close enemies—old Turnbull no longer trusted me wholeheartedly. He
To be continued...