Fans always think he's a jerk

Kaisen took out his handkerchief, folded up a clean corner, and carefully wiped the blood on Aikeer's face.

After such a long time, the bloodstains were almost dry.

It takes a bit of force to wipe off.

The elf closed her eyes obediently, and let him wipe her face up.

The sun is pouring down, making the flawless skin look particularly delicate.

Kaisen subconsciously lowered his strength.

Although the cloth was soft and the force was light, Ecker's face was rubbed with red marks.

The blood-stained lips were also rubbed extra red.

After hiding those glazed pupils, she felt even softer.

"Does it hurt?" Kaisen couldn't help feeling distressed.

The red marks made Ai Keer look like he was being bullied miserably. How could anyone be willing to bully Ai Keer?

Kaisen was angry and helpless.

He was just thinking that the Cavaliers can also choose the master. At present, Rilian can already be excluded from his consideration.

Aikeel quietly opened his eyes, then quickly closed them again: "It doesn't hurt, it's itchy."

Because it is very light.

Kaysen responded.

He is like a piece of porcelain that he loves but is extremely fragile, wiping away the dust he accidentally touches bit by bit.

He also wiped away the tear stains around the corners of Eckel's eyes.

"You must call me next time." Kaisen paused and changed his words: "No, there will be no next time."

"Aiker, don't meet Rilian again."

He looked serious.

Aikeer opened his eyes and rubbed them: "I was covered by him, so I can't call you."

He obediently turned around and asked Kaisen to wipe the blood on the back of his neck.

"But I have promised him."

If he wants to get in touch with Rilian, he must come tomorrow, and at worst he won't bring Mutu over.

Kaisen couldn't persuade Eckel for a while, so he had to shut up.

After wiping Eckel's neck, he threw away the bloody veil with a touch of disgust.

Kaisen looked at the blood on Aker's white robe, and said, "I'll find you some clothes, and I'll send you back after changing them."

"Tomorrow..." He sighed: "You have to be careful, it's really not good, it doesn't matter if you expose yourself as a dark elf, nothing will happen."

Eckel trusted Kaisen even more, and he nodded in response.

He changed into an identical white robe, and the red marks disappeared. When he returned to Louis, there was no trace left on his body except for a faint smell of blood.

When he went out, the nightgown that he threw on the ground was now neatly placed on the shelf.

The messy quilt was also folded.

Aiker was a little confused, it was only right that Louis hadn't come back yet.

At this time, there were regular footsteps behind him.

Surprisingly, it wasn't Louis.

This is an old man in a black tuxedo suit, with thinning white hair and wrinkled face.

He smiled slightly, but looked very kind.

He dragged a dinner plate, and bent over very respectfully with a personable manner: "You are the young master Aiker?"

The one that Bishop Louis brought back?

Ai Keer took half a step back, vigilant and puzzled: "It's me."

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The old butler straightened up: "I am the butler of Bishop Louis. I happened to go shopping yesterday, and I didn't meet you and the bishop coming back."

Aiker was even more confused: "What is a housekeeper?"

The old housekeeper explained: "Take care of the master's daily affairs."

"You don't have to be wary of me."

The old butler watched Bishop Louis grow up, from the original noble residence to the current Holy See.

Hearing that Louis brought someone back, he was eager to see the new friend Louis had made.

Aiker understood, paused and said, "Hello?"

The old butler smiled: "Hello."

He put the dinner plate on the table and pulled out the chair: "Dinner, please."

Eckel sat down.

The lid on the dinner plate was lifted.

Inside is a cup of hot milk and vegetable salad.

He clumsily picked up a fork and put a piece into his mouth. After taking a bite, he said politely, "It's delicious."

"Thank you." The old butler thought, polite and handsome, where did Louis come from?

Aiker and the old housekeeper finished their meal in harmony.

He endured the guilt, messed up the neat quilt, and stuffed himself in it.

Excessive effort.

Sleepy.

Eckel woke up once or twice in the middle, always feeling his face itchy in half-dream and half-awake.

Like someone is touching him.

Want to sleep, don't touch him... Aiker unconsciously touched his face, grabbed something, and held it firmly, preventing "it" from moving again.

Turned over, and fell asleep unconsciously.

After he had had enough sleep in the dark, Aikele woke up slowly.

He sat on the bed in a daze, as if stepping on a cloud.

When he fell asleep, what did he grab?

Can't think of it.

He rubbed his eyes, picked up the cup by the bed, drank a sip of water in a daze, and woke up a little.

The stomach is empty.

Get out of bed and go to dinner.

Haven't walked to the restaurant yet.

I saw Louis at the dining table.

With a cold face, hostility, and a bad mood.

Eckel stopped in his tracks.

It's getting fierce again... Is it too late to turn around now?

Obviously too late.

Louis glanced at him, saw Eckel's dodging eyes, and was slightly silent.

He came back at noon, and was held by the elf, and took a nap with him, feeling better.

As a result, he went out in the afternoon and killed a group of congregants who wanted to rebel. The endless killing made him feel extremely bad.

Louis couldn't control himself to suppress his emotions, but he knew that this kind of self made Ecker feel scared.

So I tried my best to restrain myself, and said lightly: "Come over for dinner."

As everyone knows, such indifference made him look even more fierce.

Aike took a deep breath: "Okay."

He took a seat far away from Louis, with his hip just touching the chair board.

Louis bent his hand and tapped the table in front of the seat next to him: "Sit here."

Eckel: "...Oh."

Eckel moved over slowly and sat down reluctantly.

Because he was afraid, he cared about Louis next to him, paid attention, and found something was wrong.

He could smell the faint smell of blood on Louis' body.

When you lower your eyes slightly, you can see the blood stains on the bottom of Louis' platinum robe. The traces are light and shallow, and you will ignore them if you don't pay attention.

Eckel remembered what Kaisen said - "Killing without touching the ground..."

He curled up his fingers unconsciously, holding the handle of the fork tightly.

Eckel could even imagine the scene at that time.

Louis stood in the distance. He was a bit of a clean freak. He just manipulated the vines with his fingers, and he would not kill people with his own hands.

Under his instruction, the vines suddenly tightened, and the trapped person was instantly torn apart, blood sprayed all over the sky, and a few drops touched the corner of Louis' robe.

He didn't care much, took half a step back in disgust, and continued to kill the next person.

Now, the hands that controlled the murderous weapon were beside him, slowly cutting the steak on the porcelain plate.

The red medium-rare steak oozes blood from being cut, and the owner of those hands gracefully forks it in his mouth and chews it.

Just looking at it, Eckel was afraid that he would be the next one to be eaten by Louis.

Looking at the fresh and sweet foie gras on his porcelain plate, he suddenly felt nauseated. After eating some vegetables, he put down his knife and fork and stood up: "I'm full."

"Why do you eat so little?" Louis frowned, and he went to pull Aker's hand: "Sit down."

He held Aker's hand, and put a small piece of steak that he forked in his hand into Aker's mouth: "Eat."

I simply felt that Eckel ate too little and would be hungry later, so I fed it.

Aiker watched the hands and the piece of flesh getting closer and closer to him, his fingertips tightened, and when they were about to touch his lips, he subconsciously raised his hands and backed away: "I won't eat."

The force of the stress response was great, and with a "bang", the fork fell to the ground, and the piece of meat rolled to the ground, stained with dust.

Louis' hand was knocked aside, and he lowered his eyes slightly to look at the fork on the ground.

An atmosphere of dead silence.

Louis raised his eyes slightly, his dark eyes quietly looking at Aikeer.

Poker face.

Aikeer couldn't help but backed away, stumbling: "I... I didn't mean it."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice was, his eyes turned red with fright.

Louis didn't make a sound, wondering why the elf looked like he was about to cry just by raising his eyes?

He took a deep breath and was about to say something.

I was interrupted by Eckel: "I, I don't want to eat, I'm really full!"

He was frightened by the silent Louis, he quickly turned around and left after saying this sentence.

Louis rubbed the space between his brows and looked at Aikeer's back.

Forget it, wait for his mood to be affected by the tyranny of the gods because of the murder to recover, and then go to Aikeer.

Thinking of this, Louis saw a red dot.

He took a closer look, and found that the red spot was above Aiker's ear, and because of running, traces appeared from the loose black hair.

what is that?

"Wait." Louis said.

Eckel ran faster.

The vines rose from the ground in front of Aikel in an instant, and Aikel had to stop.

He had to turn around and watch Louis come step by step.

Aikeer was afraid, and he couldn't help complaining aggrievedly: "I was really careless, what are you doing?"

Louis stopped in front of him and said softly, "It's not because of this."

Eckel: "?"

Why is that?

Relieved and puzzled, he waited a moment to find Louis staring at him motionless.

Stare at his right ear.

Is there something on his ear?

Just as Aiker was about to ask a question, the back of his neck was touched by cold fingertips.

Louis moved his fingers up little by little, and touched the red spot with his fingertips.

Much like a bloodstain.

The blood was stained for a while, and it took Louis to rub it several times to wipe off the dazzling blood red. He put it under his nose and sniffed lightly, the smell of blood.

Yes, that's a bloodstain.

Aiker's ears turned red when he touched him, but he didn't dare to move.

I wonder what Louis is doing.

Louis' complexion sank: "Are you injured?"

Aike shook his head: "No."

Louis lowered his face completely: "Then whose blood is this?"

He showed Eckel the blood on his fingertips.

Aike's face froze, and he remembered it instantly.

This is what Reliant left on him today, and Kaisen didn't wipe it off? !

And so unlucky to be discovered by Louis!

Help, how is he going to explain it? !

Aike bit his lip, his mind was in a mess.

Louis said in a deep voice, "Speak."

Suddenly, his eyes paused.

Aiker's hair is now disheveled, and it stands to reason that he would not be able to see his shoulders and neck so easily.

But he happened to be wearing pajamas with a wide neckline, the chain bones were slightly exposed, and when he looked up, he could easily see the small shoulder socket.

On the white and tender skin, there are bright red marks.

That was the mark left by Kaisen wiping the blood.

Now found by Luis.

Louis took a breath, picked up a handkerchief, wiped off the blood on his hands, and then went to brush Ecker's hair.

Without the cover of black hair, the traces underneath are even more shocking.

He bent down to look, and there were red marks from the sockets of his shoulders to the back of his neck, and even down his back.

Smell it carefully, and you can still smell a bloody smell on Eckel's body.

It's as if that person specially imprinted a mark on his elf's body, shouting provocatively and saying: I left my own trace on the treasure you guarded so much, left my scent, marked it imprinted.

Louis's eyes gradually turned dark. He remembered that when he came back at noon, he saw Ecker who was asleep. There were still red marks on the other party's face. He thought he had come out of sleep.

It turned out that it was left by someone else.

He dazedly rubbed the marks one after another, nervously wanting to wipe them off completely.

Then cover with your own seal.

who is it?Who is it? !

He wants to find out that person and hang him bit by bit!

"Are you dumb?" Louis frowned coldly, with murderous intent in his black eyes.

Ekeel endured the pain and took a deep breath. He opened his mouth and was about to say a few words casually to fool him.

Louis interrupted him: "Don't try to lie to me."

"Where did you go today, who did you meet, what did you do, I just ask anyone, they all know."

He word by word: "So, tell the truth."

"Tell me one word at a time." Louis stared at Ecker coldly: "To offset your punishment for doing these things outside behind my back."

Lancis that time, he let go easily.

Not this time.

Aikeer was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, and resigned to his fate: "I went to see Rilian..."

He slowly talked about what happened today, and the more he talked, the more aggrieved he became.

His wolf was wounded by Reliant, and now he is still asleep because of repairing the wound.

He was also threatened by Rilian on the ground, covered in sticky blood.

Back here, we still have to face Louis's strong questioning.

At the end of the speech, Aike choked up, but tried not to cry: "It was Rilian who bullied me first..."

"You bullied me too." The corners of his eyes were red. "You lied to me, and you said... that you want me to treat the Holy See as my back garden."

"What kind of back garden is this?" he sniffled, "Rilian bullies me like that, and no one comes to help me."

"I'm in..." He originally wanted to say Dark Forest, but he suddenly realized and changed his words: "It's not like I'm in the back garden of my house."

Aiker became more and more wronged as he talked, and vented all the complaints of the past few days: "...you forced me to come, and you didn't listen to what I said."

"No respect for my opinion at all."

"And what am I doing, why do you care about me? Who are you to me?" Aiker rubbed his eyes, wiping away the tears that were about to overflow from his eyes: "It's still so fierce, every day, it's pissing me off. ..."

He suppressed his tears, closed his eyes and said decisively, "I, I want to go home...I don't want to stay in the Holy See anymore!"

The author has something to say: Delete, delete, modify, modify and squeeze out a word QAQ, you will never know how many I deleted

What can I do then, what was born by myself can't be plugged back.

Pointing to Louis: "Although you are not a big boy, Mama will raise you up!"

Touched Aikeer's head: "Don't bother Ma Ma's baby! Do you know? Be good."