Chapter 111: Taming a Great Demon King (6)

The hot soup was completely drained by Sasm, and his stomach felt a long-awaited comfort.

It turned out that the feeling of being full is so happy.

Lying back on the big bed, Sasm fell into deep thought as he looked at his wound that was wrapped well.

heard from the maid just now that she specially ordered this soup to be boiled.

This noble lady doesn't seem to be as bad as he imagined.

Sasm looked at the bright moonlight outside the window with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Under the huge crystal chandelier, Situ was wearing a cashmere blanket and holding a book.

She didn't read any of the words above.

Why haven't you moved yet?

No, she watched him take a sip, and the bowl was empty.

The hurried sound of horses' hooves came from outside the door, and the bows of the servants interrupted Si Tu's thoughts.

Closing the book, Situ rubbed his swollen temples.

It seems that trouble has come again.

"Situ Magritte!"

The majestic and angry voice sounded, and Situ raised his eyes casually, not caring.

The man, dressed in a delicate and luxurious tuxedo, with his hair combed brightly, strode forward.

If you ignore his angry expression, well, he should be considered a gentleman.

"Father, good night."

Slowly getting up, Situ raised her skirt and saluted gracefully.

Ah, the goddamn aristocratic etiquette.

Beside Bern Magritte was a lady in a dark blue dress, and the jewels on her neck were aquamarine crystals that attracted the entire royal city's ladies.

"May the God of Light bless you, my mother."

Situ bowed her knees again to say hello.

"Oh, my dear daughter, with your cultivation, how could you do such a shameful thing to the family?"

The lady took out a handkerchief and stroked Bourne's shoulder, wiping away her tears.

"You'd better give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise, the Magritte family will not recognize your eldest daughter!"

Byrne was incensed by her indifferent attitude, and tried to maintain his gentlemanly manner.

But all this, in Situ's eyes, only ridicule.

Daimei was frivolous, raised her chin slightly, and the corners of Si Tu's mouth slowly twitched.

This is so arrogant.

It seems that if he doesn't give him an answer, it will be a mess tonight.

"My dear mother, can you leave me a space to talk to my father alone? I don't think the God of Light will refuse my lady's request."

Bourne was about to say something, but was stopped by a look from Si Tu.

"Madam, go back to the room to rest first, I will persuade her."

Feeling that Si Tu's victory was in hand, Byrne was rarely flustered. Did she know about that?

Ella stopped sobbing, looked at her daughter deeply, and finally followed the maid back to the room.

Sitting back on the sofa, Situ casually sipped his coffee, his eyes cold.

"You are the eldest daughter of the Magritte family, you know, you have the burden on your shoulders"

"Having the responsibility of marriage."

Situ interrupted him unceremoniously.

This fact is irrefutable.

Although the eldest daughter's reputation is good, after all, it is nothing more than a sacrifice to improve the family.

"Father went to Cotton Hills today?"

When asked by Si Tu, panic flashed in Bourne's green eyes.

"I accompanied your mother to inspect the manor"

"It turns out that my father also knew that it belonged to my mother's manor."

Taking a low sip of the slightly bitter coffee, Situ sneered.

The mother's family, Robert, was far richer than the Magritte family.

But Bourne is an uneasy master, and he has to make something happen.

"Situ Magritte, what do you mean?"

Look, he's in a hurry.

Situ stirred the silver spoon with graceful movements, but with supreme irony.

"Do you need me to say more clearly, my dear father."

He threw the spoon back into the porcelain cup heavily, making a harsh sound.

"Is this your accomplishment as the eldest daughter of the Magritte family?"

Byrne was irritated by her resistance and lost his mind a little bit.

It seems that there is really no tears without seeing the coffin.

"Well, I don't know if my dear sister lives in peace at Caton Manor?"

Raising his mistress's daughter on his mother's estate, he is really good.

Byrne's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in a trembling voice, "Impossible, I know clearly"

"It's obvious that the gods don't know the ghosts?"

Situ chuckled lightly, that voice was like the cool wind blowing through the hall, and it froze Bourne's heart a little bit.

"There is an old saying in the East, if you want people to not know, you must do it yourself."

Putting the jewelry that Bourne gave to Alice in front of him, Situ smiled sarcastically,

"This sentence is especially suitable for father."

Byrne growled hysterically, no longer maintaining his ridiculous gentlemanly manners.

"what do you really want?"

Finally getting to the point, Si Tu lazily sorted out the folds of his dress and chuckled,

"Leave my father alone. In exchange, I will help you bring Alice to Magritte Manor."

It's safe to put it under your nose.

She didn't want to let her come back when she was full-fledged outside.

"make a deal."

As if detached, Byrne slumped on the sofa, as if he was a teenager.

Red lips twitched, Situ supported the cold escalator, looked back and said,

"Then, I wish my father a good dream."

He was so arrogant just now, and now he has died down.

Really, can't stand the threat.

When passing by Sasm's room, Situ Mei's eyes narrowed, and the crack in the door was not too small or too small, so that she could see what happened in the living room at a glance.

It seems that people are not dead yet.

Sure enough, the person with the villain's halo is different.

The boy who heard the footsteps quickly hid behind the door, inexplicably feeling ashamed of peeping.

There was too much movement in the living room, and he opened the crack of the door because he wanted to hear the news.

It just didn't occur to her that she would confront her count's father for him.

Even, she succeeded.

She was far smarter and braver than he imagined.

Perhaps, he should try to let go of his hostility.

Sasm's movements affected his wound, and blood spilled out, soaking the gauze.

But as if he couldn't feel the pain, he followed the crack of the door and secretly looked at Si Tu who was leaving.

Has his blackening value dropped?

If there is still no movement in this maintenance, then she can only find another way.

no, no

The tone of the system is weak.

Oh, what a cold-hearted man.

Situ returned to the room, put on a black cloak, and walked out of the manor under the moonlight.

Hey, host, where are you going?

At night, sleep is not active, and there are problems with thinking.

Of course, go, buy, murder, kill, people

If the sleeping pills don't work, then try another method, she doesn't believe that he is really indestructible!

When he came to a dark and secluded place, Situ got straight to the point.

"Ten gold bars, help me kill someone."

The scar on the man's right face was particularly terrifying, he asked in a hoarse voice,

"Who?"

Situ's tone paused slightly, but he still made up his mind,

"Magritte Manor - Thasm."