The villain's love literacy

As if suddenly remembering, she touched her forehead suddenly, and found nothing strange in the center of the hair root.

Sylvia was relieved, at least nothing strange was implanted.

But the current situation is not optimistic.

Although the furniture in this room looks exquisite, but outside the iron fence is a wall of stone bricks, the dim candlelight is reflected on the moss between the bricks, coupled with the somewhat gloomy temperature, it seems that some kind of basement or once really used to the cell where the prisoners are held.

The blond man who brought her here was undoubtedly a stand-in emissary, which also made Sylvia dare not easily release her resurrection to go out to explore the situation in other parts of the building.

The white stand-in surrounded her, and it picked up the chain of unknown length from the ground and handed it to the owner.

Sylvia took the golden chain, made a "jingle" sound, and picked it up before realizing that it was long enough to allow her to move freely in this room-but to be honest, it was not necessary, and she escaped anyway. stay home.

But the sound disturbed her, she tried to bite one of them with her teeth, and found that it was not pure gold, but an alloy that looked similar to gold, at least it couldn't be destroyed by resurrection.

There are no electronic products in the room, which is not normal after the aircraft has been put into civilian use on a large scale. There is no light on the roof, and the only light comes from the three candles on the candlestick.

But they were about to burn to the end, and the solidified white candle tears piled up on the same golden base. Just as she thought in her heart, the candle flame jumped, and the leftmost candle went out.

Her throat was a little thirsty, which might be the aftereffect of being in a coma for a long time. After a long while, Sylvia finally made up her mind to lie on the railing and look to both sides.

"Hello, is there anyone?"

The empty voice echoed in the long corridor, which seemed a little eerie, and she immediately sat back down.

She didn't know if it was her own illusion or it was really cold, she had to put the quilt back on herself as she did when she woke up, trying to absorb a little heat - being surrounded like this also made her feel a little bit useless sense of security.

She still couldn't figure it out, she had never met a man called "DIO", why would he know her real name?

Could it be that it was a certain time travel in the future that allowed her to know him in the past of the timeline, but she didn't have that experience yet?But he already remembered.

The clothes I was wearing were also changed. I was wearing a white nightgown with lantern sleeves and a skirt that dragged to the ground. The neckline and cuffs had complicated patterns. Some of them looked like the styles that were popular among noble ladies a hundred years ago, but they were not something of this era.

Sylvia wrapped the quilt tightly, and closed her eyes again in a daze in the dark.

Then he was woken up by the sound of a key being inserted into the lock.

She shrunk back in disappointment, it wasn't DIO, this man was wearing a strange green top hat, and there were a few light-colored horizontal lines on his face, he was holding the dinner plate with one hand, and it was covered with a lid, so it was hard to tell what was inside thing.

"Where is that man... DIO?"

She watched the man who looked like a housekeeper gently place the tray on the small round table not far away, without even looking at her.

"Master DIO is not here now."

He said indifferently, before Sylvia continued to ask, another voice came from outside the cell.

"This is……"

The brown-haired man squinted his eyes and looked her up and down, and then said something like a sigh.

"That's all, I don't see anything special about it."

He has a purple heart-shaped headdress similar to DIO's on his head, as well as other parts of his body. It can be seen that he is one of DIO's subordinates—even though she only looked at DIO's face before she fell into a coma, she also noticed those green hearts.

What's wrong with these substitute messengers?They forget it, but even Josuke Higashika and Giorno Giobana...

"Don't jump to conclusions, Vanilla."

The butler eyed his colleague disapprovingly.

"Be careful not to let Master DIO hear you say such things."

"Hmph, Darby, I don't know what you think, but I only agree with Mr. Dio."

Vanilla Ace sneered and left. Apparently, Darby Jr. didn't intend to communicate with her any more, so he turned and walked towards the open cell door.

For a moment, Silvia considered the possibility of rushing out to escape, but presumably DIO's subordinates must also be substitute messengers, it is better not to act rashly before knowing the opponent's ability.

Maybe after the blond man arrives, she will explain it well, maybe he will feel that he has arrested the wrong person, and let him go back to Japan, and she will promise not to disclose it to anyone.

What happened to Kakyoin?After being implanted with strange tentacles, he left with a strange expression that day, as if he had completely changed himself.

But she couldn't protect herself, so Silvia could only temporarily put other people's affairs aside.

Darby left as quietly as when she came, she was still leaning on the bed, staring at the keyhole of the fence door in a daze.

Just now she memorized the position of the key of this cell on the key board, if necessary in the future, she will send resurrection to steal the key.

With the beating of the candlelight, the metal dinner plate cover reflected the light of flames, which was obviously a warm color, but it suddenly lost its temperature when it was reflected in Sylvia's eyes through the cold metal.

She didn't have much energy left, but she didn't have the slightest desire to eat. She didn't even bother to lift the lid to see what was inside.

I don't know how long it took, until all the candles were extinguished, and in the darkness, she waited for the person she wanted.

Without seeing clearly what happened, DIO came from outside the railing to the cage he made himself.

This time he didn't wear the yellow top, revealing the black tights inside, only covering the front chest, revealing his strong arms and back.He leaned against a wall carelessly with his hands folded, staring at Sylvia with honey-colored eyes that were half-smiling.

The corners of his lips are always curved upwards, as if something pleases him, and the eyes looking at her are sweet and dangerous, like an elegant leopard.

The man snapped his fingers lightly, and the three candles on the bedside table were re-ignited, and she was finally able to observe the person in front of her carefully by the light of the fire.

On the pale skin of the neck, there is a circle of scars with a lighter color, as if his head has fallen off and then been reattached. What is even more peculiar is the trousers he wears, with a green belt decorated with hearts The yellow trousers were tied loosely at the waist—but only the middle part was missing a piece of fabric.

…It’s hard not to focus on that spot.

Sylvia suddenly felt that her throat, which had been short of moisture for a long time, suddenly became dry and hot. She tried to focus on other places, such as the books on the other wall.

"Sir... I think you may have found the wrong person. I don't know you."

"you will."

DIO straightened up and walked over, and sat down beside her.

Choked, Sylvia had to start again from another angle.

"Who the hell are you? What is the purpose of bringing me here?"

"No, Sylvia."

The blond man lowered his eyelids to block the pair of eyes that suddenly turned red, but when he looked up again, they had returned to honey brown.

"I should be the one to ask you, who are you?"

But that was not a question, he didn't need her to answer, he just wanted her to listen.

However, Sylvia was still confused besides being confused. She hugged the quilt and ran inside again, her thighs were separated from the man's thick thighs through a layer of quilt.

DIO snatched her quilt away - technically speaking, it might be his.

The good-looking white nightdress has no actual ability to resist the cold, and the cute puff sleeves and layered lace are just useless decorations, and the skin suddenly exposed to the air is dyed with a chill.

He moved closer, with one hand propped on the bed on the other side of her, and the shadow of his whole body enveloped her again.

The strange thing is that when DIO, a terrible man, was so close to her, she felt a sense of heat instead.

"Your eyes……"

The man sighed softly, and he raised his hand to stroke her black hair.

"You're looking at someone else through me... who is it?"

Sylvia blinked, did she?

But it was undeniable that she would always think of Giorno Giobana. Calculated according to the current time, he should have been born a few years ago.

There's another guy - Kaz.

They are equally powerful and beautiful, just looking at them requires the eyes of ordinary people. She is subdued by his charm, which is the instinct of female animals.

She watched DIO leaning down bit by bit, and she had nowhere to escape, and she didn't want to escape. In the end, the man's cold lips touched the corners of her lips, and Sylvia trembled uncontrollably.

The man's eyes turned red.

Apart from the figure with her eyes wide open, she could read a lot from those eyes.

Desire, longing, possession, hatred...and destruction, she clearly felt the desire for destruction, he wanted to kill her, but he also wanted to get her.

Should I be afraid?

she does not know.

DIO leaned over her completely, the blond man squinted his eyes, she was so small and soft, she was just a small ball under his body, he could knead her at will.

In fact, his hand gradually went down.

Just one of the man's broad palms can completely cover her legs.

An experienced man can make her forget to think only through external stimulation, and can only hug his neck and cry helplessly.

"Call me by name."

Sylvia only had a dizzying honey brown in her eyes, and she remembered what those two people called him just now.

"Master DIO..."

But when the blond man heard this name, the movement of his hands suddenly stopped. He squinted his eyes in satisfaction to appreciate her expression when she reached the peak, but now he has completely cooled down, and there is no longer a trace of smile in the corners of his eyes.

Dio sat up straight again, looking down at her.

For a moment, she thought he would kill her, but there was only one light word.

"No, that's not what I want."

Sylvia's unfocused eyes stared at the man on her body blankly, not knowing what he wanted to do.

The drowsiness after the pleasure made her close her eyes unconsciously.

The gentle tone that coaxed the children sounded again, but the words that came out were completely opposite.

"The sun will shine everywhere in Cairo, but not here...not this room."