Taming the Dark Lord

what are you saying?I do not understand!

The extreme pressure on the trachea made Debra unable to say anything to beg for mercy or explanation. She shook her head with all her strength, tears condensed in her blue eyes, and looked at the elf in front of her pleadingly.

Do not kill me.

Please, don't kill me.

I don't know anything, you found the wrong person.

"Heh, still quibbling, so bold." The elf lost his patience, and he stretched out his hand to swift the line of destiny connected to Debra in the void.

Everything in the world is connected. In the eyes of ordinary people, this connection may require searching, searching and thinking carefully to find a little bit of clues.

But for Alfonso, the world in his eyes is different from ordinary people.Numerous illusory golden chains extend and wind from each soul, like a huge ball of thread, covering every inch of land and every event.

He was born to know everything.

From the flames full of darkness, two chains were separated, one extended to a very far distance, and the other was on this woman.

Alfonso's eyes were indifferent, his slender and powerful fingers grabbed the golden chain and tore it from the middle.

As if shivering pain came from the depths of his soul, Debra screamed silently, and the memories in his mind were flipped through scenes by elves like revolving lanterns.

From today’s fire scene, to missing the position of chief a week ago, to all the experiences since becoming a saint...

"Tsk."

Alfonso frowned in disgust, his fingertips stuck on an unsightly picture.

He seemed to have encountered something dirty, quickly skipped this paragraph, and continued to dig into the depths of his memory.

Memory is an important part of the human soul. When he reads the memory, he is actually reading the soul of Debra.

"Oh, uh..."

Debra's beautiful face was hideous, his soul couldn't bear the pressure, and he made a faint cracking sound.

Although this method of reading memory is effective, it is also very crude, and a little carelessness will damage the soul.Debra is a learned magician. Compared with ordinary people, he has persisted for a long time, but he has reached the limit.

If you continue, her soul will collapse.

The elf sneered, and the flipping movement did not stop, but faster. He wanted to find the owner of the other chain before the person's soul was completely broken.

Alfonso didn't care about his purpose of doing this, who it would hurt, or even whether it had anything to do with Amelia's pesky running dog.

He pursued this incident, but he hated that someone dared to hit him on the head.

It has nothing to do with anyone.

Thinking of the sense of peeping he felt at the time, Alfonso's eyes became colder.

"puff!"

Debra spit out a mouthful of blood, and her body slumped weakly, relying on the tentacles on her neck to support her body.

The bright red blood was sprayed on the snow-white floor. The contrast between extremely white and extremely red was like a few blood flowers blooming in the bandage that day, and the smile in the eyes of the girl.

The elf's hand gave a sudden pause.

If this person dies, the annoying woman Amelia will have to quarrel endlessly.

Alfonso was upset just thinking about it.

Just using other troublesome methods to find the choppy is better than listening to an annoying woman babbling in the ear.

He retracted his hand and let the line of fate return to the void.

Debra loosened her body, her godless eyes slowly closed, and she fell to the ground feebly.

Alfonso did not change back to the appearance of an elf, maintaining his adult figure, and slowly walked back to the woman's palace.

His strength has recovered even stronger, and no one can find his trace.He dragged a black robe, like a lone soul wandering around in the middle of the night.

The fat tentacles were playing around at his feet, occasionally eating a few small animals passing by, until he saw the familiar palace from a distance and disappeared into darkness.

The palace is brightly lit.

Alfonso pushed the door and walked in. As soon as he stepped on the floor with his foot, a figure blocked his way.

"Where have you been!" Amelia akimbo, with an angry expression on the bed, "Okay, I'm brave, dare you to sneak out alone?"

"I told you that I can't let others see you, and I'm taking my words as deaf ears, right? You...Hey! Hey!"

Alfonso passed her silently, and he was extremely drowsy by using strength for a long time before he fully recovered. Although his appearance was not obvious, he was a little impatient in his eyebrows.

The elf's outline is deep, and when he frowns, his appearance is particularly sharp, as if he is angry, with a terrible sense of deterrence.

Amelia couldn't help taking a step back.

Let Alfonso pass her blankly and walk back to the basement.

She pursed her mouth, looking at Alfonso’s tall and slender figure, thinking that this elf is sometimes terrifying, and she saw a pair of red and swollen pointed ears hidden among the snow-white hair. .

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She seemed to be using a bit more strength.

As Amelia closed the door, she thought, isn't it just a little prank, and it's not a big deal. She was really too heavy, so I should apologize to him tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Amelia made a breakfast herself and knocked on the basement door.

"Alfonso~~?" Amelia softened her voice, "It's already morning. Shall we get up for dinner?"

There was no movement in the basement, but Amelia was sure that the elf heard it.

She added gravity and knocked a few more times: "Alfonso, listen to me, I was wrong about that thing yesterday, even if you did a little prank, I shouldn't pull your ears, it's my fault...! "

"bump!"

Before Amelia had finished speaking, the door suddenly slammed into something, like a candlestick on the table being thrown over.

(▼Dish▼#)

Amelia took a deep breath and slapped the door abruptly.

"You are almost able to get it, I have already apologized to you, don't take it too far!"

However, she called for a long time and couldn't call anyone out.

Wild, the child is wild, completely disobedient.

Amelia didn't think this would work.

If you don't have education now, you will be completely shaken up in the future.

She went back and forth around the door of the basement, stopped for a while, and left quietly.

After a while, she walked back and knocked on the basement door: "Alfonso? I have a book about the dark elves, can't you read it? Don't you always want to know about yourself?"

The elf in the dark opened his eyes, and his scarlet pupils shone with a strange light.

Amelia still tempted him at the door: "Can't you see? Just come out and take it."

The tightly closed door suddenly opened.

A light whip flew out, wrapped up a thick book she was holding, and brought it back, and closed the door with a snap.

Amelia smiled, holding her hands on her back, waiting slowly for the elf's comments.

"What the hell is this."

The elf suddenly appeared, his slender body was leaning against the wall, and his voice was hoarse as he had just fallen asleep, and he looked at her coldly.

"There is an introduction about the elves. The above is very clear. The elves are divided into the spirit and the dark elves. The spirits are isolated from the world and never appear in front of the world. The dark elves live in the dark realm, and the tribe is link...."

"Who asked you this?" The elf looked impatient and interrupted Amelia's long narrative, pointing to a line in the book and stunned her: "I am asking about this paragraph."

Amelia took it and read it seriously: "I'm talking about the dark elves' habits. They like cleaning, they love work, they have a warm and friendly personality, and what they like most is sneaking into other people's homes to help clean up. "

"Some rich people will raise one or two dark elves, so they have an alias called house elves."

"Hey, minion, do you think I'm stupid."

The corners of the fairy's thin lips evoked a ridiculous arc: "Do you think I will believe such stupid things."

Amelia smiled calmly, and put the book aside on the cupboard: "If you don't believe me, ask others how? I just want to go out, do you want to go together."

The elf narrowed his eyes, looked up and down at her with cold eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, then I'll see what tricks you are doing."

…

In the square in front of the chapel, Rita and Debra had already arrived and were waiting for her.

As soon as she saw her from a distance, Rita breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with some joy: "You can count it, I don't want to be alone with her."

Amelia glanced at Debra and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with her?"

Rita curled her lips: "I said I didn't sleep well, who knows. I guess I was so angry that I couldn't sleep. She secretly cried in the quilt all night." She smirked and laughed twice, with a wretched expression, the image of an arrogant lady. All ruined.

"Hey, that wouldn't be like this."

Amelia almost suspected that Debra was taking drugs. All of a sudden, her plump cheeks became sunken, like a beggar who had been hungry for a long time, her eyes were dark and bloodshot. Haggard and scary.

When the pope who called the three of them over and waited saw Debra, he paused: "Debra, what's wrong with you?"

Debra rubbed his dry eyes: "Under the crown of the Pope, it's just that I didn't sleep well, it's not a big deal."

She got up to look in the mirror today, and she was shocked. Maybe it was too late to read the book last night. She only found out that she was sleeping on the ground when she got up this morning, so she looked haggard.

I can't stay up like this anymore, Debra thought so and yawned secretly.

"It's okay." The pope took his gaze back and looked at Amelia: "There is news from the knights guarding the city. They found the two witches who had escaped in a small town nearby."

"Amelia, as the chief, you did not take a good look at these two heretics. Although you have paid off, you are still responsible for this case in the final analysis. Prepare yourself and set off in the next few days. Catch it back."

Under the pope's majestic gaze, Amelia didn't dare to think too much, bowed her head and replied: "Yes, follow your wishes and crown her."

The pope turned to look at Debra and Rita: "You two go with Amelia, especially you, Rita. You need to make some deeds so that everyone can see that you are worthy of being retained by the religion. Talent, there is nothing wrong with my decision to leave you."

Rita's eyes were filled with tears by these words: "Yes!"

Debra reacted slowly for a while, and then nodded in response, "Yes."

A look weak.

The pope took a deep look at her and frowned, "Debra, come with me."

After the two left, Rita jumped up excitedly and shook Amelia's arm: "Ah, ah, ah, I'm so excited, he is so kind and tolerant under the pope's crown that he is actually willing to give me another time. Opportunity..."

Amelia was tolerant and made her jump in excitement for a while.

When she calmed down, Amelia asked unintentionally, "Rita, do you know house elves?"

"I know." Rita was still excited and replied casually: "What are you asking about this."

Amelia looked at the bulging little cloth bag pinned to her waist and said with a smile, "I just can't remember what its nickname is."

"Dark elf, you have forgotten such a classic name." Rita glanced at the scumbag sympathetically.

Amelia slapped haha: "I can't remember for a while, you go back first, I have something to do."

After sending Rita away, Amelia mentioned the small cloth bag that was originally used for money, and smiled and said to the elf sitting in it with her knees, "Now give up."

Alfonso looked dark and gritted his teeth: "Impossible."

Those disgusting words, enthusiasm, cheerfulness, and love for cleaning...how could they be used on him!

This kid is really hard to lie.

Amelia took out the last trick-a pure black satin handkerchief.

In the very center of the handkerchief, there were a few white crumbs stuck in it. From a distance, it seemed a bit of a starry night sky.

——Unfortunately that is for others.

!

Alfonso's pupils slowly shrank, his eyes were murderous, and his whip was about to move, wishing to break the handkerchief on the spot.

The woman’s hateful shrill laughter came from her ear: "Do you want to clean up those white balls? You see, you are born for cleaning hahahahaha."