Blood Dragon

Chapter 220 Beauty

Belleel's pre-selected escape route was quite ingenious.

That was a route conceived based on the layout of this building. In Belleur's original plan, even if he was attacked by a vampire, he could escape from the house to the street with great confidence.For this, someone secretly smashed a relatively thin wall with a hammer to make a small door just for him to pass through.

Perhaps because of strenuous exercise, the effect of smoking has been significantly enhanced.Because when Belleel rushed to the street, he clearly felt his feet suddenly go limp, and he just knelt down on the street.

"Huchi...huchi..." He tried his best to breathe quickly, trying to use the cold night wind to refresh his mind.

"Here!" Belle heard a voice shout.Through him, he saw a figure rushing towards him from the slash.The black shadow held a shining weapon in his hand, it should be a long dagger.This should be the guard post in charge of the watch, but luckily encountered a big fish.

"He can't run anymore!" Accompanied by this cry of surprise, the dagger turned into a flash of light in the night sky, heading straight for Belle.

Beler is not the kind of soldier who is outstanding in individual combat ability, but this does not mean that he cannot use a sword.Although his hands and feet were a little out of control at this time, but at the critical moment, all the past exercises came back to him at once.Drawing the sword, throwing the sheath, waving, and stabbing, the four movements are done in one go.When he came to his senses, he realized that he had pierced the opponent's chest with a sword.

The assassin let out an unbelievable groan, blood sprayed from his mouth, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

Now Baylor can see that this person is a person in very ordinary clothes. From details such as figure, hands and feet, it can be analyzed that this person is not a person who has received combat training.If not, he would not have used a weapon like a dagger, let alone be stabbed by the already weakened Belleur.

Not a professional assassin?Oh... that's right, usually the one in charge of the peripheral lookout is the one with the worst hands-on ability.

Belleel gasped, and withdrew his sword.He wanted to take a step, but found that he couldn't even hold his sword firmly.The drug is slowly but steadily taking effect.In fact, if the assassin just came later, he would probably be slaughtered.

Baylor staggered forward.His mind was in a daze, and he only knew that he had to stay away, as far away as possible, because the killers who rushed into the house would soon come out.I don't know how long it has passed, let alone how far he has walked, Belleer has a trance feeling that there are several people blocking the way in front of him.

Although his sanity was already very confused, his instinct still told him that the people in front were all carrying weapons.On this night, it's no good to be armed.

"Oh, I'm so unwilling to die like this..." Belleur let out a sigh with his last wit.He staggered two steps forward and found himself bumping into something soft.It was a human body, and a woman's body at that.

His mind could no longer think, and his body was completely numb.The wisdom he was once proud of was also completely sunk in the drug.At this moment, he only had one simple and ridiculous idea.

"Hmm, died on a woman's body in the end? This is not the most regrettable ending... I hope it's a beauty..."

The head is so heavy...the body is too...damn, the pillow is not properly placed, it hurts the neck...

Belle suddenly opened his eyes.What the eye sees is the ceiling of a room—it is a wooden ceiling painted vermilion, and the strips of wood are clearly visible.

"This... shouldn't count as heaven and hell?" Belleil said to himself. "It looks like I'm not dead yet."

He tried to raise his hand, and found that although he felt a little uncomfortable, it was not difficult.Then he turned over and sat up, carefully observing the situation around him.

He had been lying in a small room just now.It was a small room with only a bed (that is where he lay), a table, two stools, and a sofa beside it.There was a wine bottle and several upside-down glasses on the table.A little further on was a door, a plank door.

Although it can be seen at a glance that the door is very thick... But it doesn't look like the door of a prison room.Among other things, the sides of the doors are covered with leather.Baylor had seen this arrangement before, and it was for sound insulation.

He looked at himself again.He was still wearing pajamas, and there were no shackles or chains on his hands or feet.

He stood up, came to the door, took a deep breath, and then grabbed the doorknob and pulled it inside.

The door opened smoothly.All kinds of noises came from outside.Belair found himself in a hallway with men and women walking back and forth.Someone glanced at Baylor, but no one stopped.

where is thisUm?Should I have been assassinated?But... Could it be that I drank too much yesterday and had hallucinations?what happened?Have I been drinking?

"Are you awake?" a voice called out.Belair turned his head and saw a young and tall woman standing in front of him.

The woman walked towards him, and Belleil took a step back instinctively, retreating into the room.The woman also walked in, and closed the door behind her.

"This... this lady..." Even Belle didn't know how to speak.Maybe it's the last trace of Mixiang's effect, his mind is in chaos at the moment, and he hasn't yet clearly distinguished reality from fantasy.

The woman pushed him hard.On the one hand, Belle was caught off guard, and on the other hand, his body hadn't fully recovered, so he couldn't hold back his feet for a while, and she directly backed up several steps, and sat down on the bed.

"Well, it looks like you haven't recovered yet," the woman said.At this time, Belleil noticed the woman's appearance.The woman looked to be in her twenties, wearing a low-cut dress that flattered her figure.She is very suitable to be described by a poem that Bellel has heard: this is a beautiful and beautiful lady.If it were another occasion, for example, it was a dance at this time, she might be able to surprise the audience.

"Are you hungry? Still thirsty? This bottle of wine is a high-end product. It is famous for its refreshing and thirst-quenching properties."

"Excuse me..." Baylor felt that the problem of eating and drinking could be postponed, and he had to understand his situation.

"Last night, you ran over in such a staggering manner." The woman said carelessly in a very unladylike tone. "You threw yourself into my arms directly. If I changed someone else, I would have drowned him in the river! But luckily, I recognized you as General Beler, the uneasy and kind reinforcement general sent by Tiberius... although uneasy Good intentions, but also reinforcements. So I brought you back and let you lie down in my room and sleep all night."

"This, it's really abrupt..." Baylor's first reaction was that it was a trap.But after thinking about it carefully, I feel that the theory of trap is not true, because there is no benefit.

"There's no need for an apology or anything. Just pay me for the room."

"Excuse me, am I lucky enough to know the name of the beauty in front of me?"

"Even if you put honey on your mouth, I won't discount it. My name is Rodia, the owner of this shop."

Rodia, this name sounds familiar... Wait, isn't that the mysterious temporary tutor of the little queen?Belle couldn't help but look up and down at the woman in front of him again.Indeed, in terms of beauty, this woman has almost no shortcomings, but when it comes to knowledge and upbringing, this is probably a big problem.

Beler is also an important minister of the kingdom. He has seen eight thousand noble women, if not ten thousand. Naturally, there are various types of these women.So he can be 100% sure that the look and temperament of this woman who calls herself Rodia can show that she is not a scholar (there are also many scholars of civilian origin).In other words, there must be something unknown about this woman becoming the queen's governess.

Belle even began to wonder if this woman who called herself Rodia was the one he expected.It's not a strange thing to have the same name.Among other things, even a rare, even awkward name like "Aishuruffat" can be "bumped" for several rounds.

"Ah, I'm sorry, you see I'm wearing pajamas..." Belleur made a gesture, indicating that there are no pockets on the pajamas, and without pockets, there is no money.

Rodia stood up like this, and leaned closer, as if she wanted to check if there was a hidden pocket in Belle's clothes.

This movement of hers seemed to be inadvertent, but it had an obvious effect - in this position, Belleil's sight could easily pass over the opponent's neckline and penetrate deep into the interior.

"Wait, ma'am, you're like this..." Baylor made a blocking motion. "It's too indecent."

Rodia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, she began to laugh out loud, leaning forward and backward, unable to breathe.

"Ha... ha... According to the legend, General Beler of Tiberius... was a pious believer who kept his virginity... I thought it was fake, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

Baylor had seldom been so embarrassed.In terms of his private life, the church has always spared no effort to publicize him as a typical "living saint".As we all know, the church has always been advocating temperance and controlling sex, but there are too few nobles of this type.Coupled with Baylor's own identity, status, achievements and various other factors, even if someone ridiculed him, he would only talk about it behind his back.To be honest, no one has ever ridiculed Baylor in such a way that he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Really?" Rodia stood up and took a step forward.She deliberately twisted her waist, highlighting her outstanding talent.

Baylor immediately instinctively staggered his gaze.But he could control his eyes, but he couldn't control Rodia's movements.Rodia sat beside him, wrapping her hands around Belle'er's shoulders in a voluptuous and slutty movement.This action was very good, because when Belleel wanted to push her away, he found that his hands touched the important part of Rodia.So he didn't dare to use force, so he could only retract his hand again.

"I really didn't expect... ah... it must be unbelievable." Belleel clearly felt the feminine breath wafting in his ears, "Our general is... a baby?"

Rodia moved forward, and Belle could only retreat.Because he was already sitting on the bed, his body fell backwards involuntarily, and turned into lying on the bed, while Rodia was half pressed and half leaned on him.

There was a "squeak" of the wooden door switch.The two looked at the door vigilantly at the same time, and saw that the door of the room was pushed open from the outside.