Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

Why should I go to the promised thing! Gentled, who was being dragged away by him, struggled when he heard this.

"If you want to be frozen in the hall of screaming all night, you don't have to go." Blood Sacrifice turned back and said coldly.

Gentled immediately shut up and was dragged out of the room.

There was a sound of closing the door, and there was no sound in the silent room again. Diolot sat on the soft chair and stared blankly at a point that was out of focus in front of him. After a long time, tears slowly fell.

"Ron..."

No.20 Four Nights Ashamed to Praise the Bloodland Capital [Part [-]]

"He's here to see you, Ronald." Gentled said while standing at the door, successfully waking up the person sleeping on the bed.

"What did you say?" In the darkness, someone could be seen slowly propping up his body, and then quickly bounced off the bed as if he suddenly realized something.

"—Dior?"

Gentled spread his arms and nodded. "That's right."

Ronald's brows were furrowed in the gloom. "How could you let him come?"

Gentlede shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, then turned his head to the side, letting the other figure out.

Ronald was stunned and did not speak.

It was a very thin figure, which seemed to be even thinner than before, and the body wrapped in Divandale's exquisite and capable [King's Servant] purple uniform robe looked taller and slender than before.He walked over step by step without speaking, only the sound of the soles of his boots hitting the ground, clear and bright, like stones hitting his heart.

Ronald narrowed his eyes a little sadly, his sight was divided into pieces by the bars of the cage, and so was the shadow, but it was still clear and complete in his eyes, which made him a little uneasy.

"Why are you here... I will soon..."

The man stopped at the place where he would hit the fence with one step forward, raised his head and looked at his face carefully, and then said softly: "You are hurt."

Ronald covered his forehead reflexively, and then remembered that his wound had already healed, and even the blood was cleaned up.Can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Dior..."

"I heard what Gentrade said." Diolot's expression was calm, and he tilted his head when he heard his voice.Gentled, who was standing at the door, coughed embarrassingly.

Ronald pulled the corners of his lips and smiled slowly, "It's okay. How many of them went to prison without injury? Don't you know about my body? I'll recover soon..." "Ron."

Diolot interrupted him abruptly.

"Ok?"

"Why aren't you angry?" Diolot frowned, looking a little confused and a little inexplicably anxious.

"Angry?" Ronald didn't react for a while.

"Why aren't you angry?" Diolot repeated, his eyes fixed on his, the cell was dark and the lights were not on, but for the vampires who see nothing but night, what they want to see is this A little bit of darkness can't stop it.

Just like his calm, Ronald in the cell in front of him was also calm.Although he is not a prisoner in the true sense, the place he stays in is also a separate room in the prison of Blood Night Castle, but it is also a cell, a place for criminals, and for anyone in Blood Night Castle, these places are taboo Dirty, dirty, this place will bring an indelible stain on one's life.Because they are the ones who stand beside the Supreme Blood Race, every stain on their bodies will only make them unable to straighten up forever.

Private cells are cleaner and lonely than public prisons.In the huge room, there is only a solitary prison built in the middle of the house, a bed and a table are everything, and there is no light when there is no one else, just so dark, still and lonely.In Diolot's view, it seems to be more frightening and collapsed than those noisy, dirty public prisons that are always accompanied by various shrill sounds.

But the person in front of him is still so calm. It has been a long time since they came back here. He still looks neatly dressed and energetic. It seems that the place he is in during this time is not a prison, and what he is about to face is not a prison. In the case of a possible death trial, he just changed a place to rest, although he didn't think at all that this person would sleep as if nothing had happened until now.

Ronald seemed confused by his puzzlement, "Angry, why should I be angry?" He thought for a while, then laughed again, stretched out his arm through the gap in the railing and gently touched his face, his tone soft.

"I'm just a little worried. Now that you are standing in front of me, I don't have to worry about anything."

Diolot raised his face, "Faona attacked you, how are you?"

Ronald narrowed his eyes, and the corner of his eyes inadvertently glanced at Gentled at the door, who immediately showed an innocent expression.He turned his head, his slightly bright eyes in the darkness were still firmly fixed on him, with plain and indescribable worries.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I turned into a beast just to protect myself, and you also know that Faona hurts people..." He blinked mischievously, "No matter how much he has a reason, he won't hit so hard ,Do not worry."

Diolot lowered his eyes and pulled his hand down. There was still a bloodstain on his wrist that hadn't completely disappeared, encircling it like a handcuff.

The cold fingertips caressed the mark, but Diolot's expression became sad. "Sorry, Ron..."

"What are you talking about?" Ronald froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly. "Please, don't show such an expression, are you trying to make me worry to death?"

Diolot lowered his head abruptly, a suppressed sob escaped from his throat, and the hand holding his wrist trembled.

Ronald looked at him silently for a while, then suddenly turned to Gentled.

"Hey, do me a favor."

Gentlyde leaned against the doorframe and watched him raise his eyebrows. "I know what you want to do, but I don't have the authority to let you out."

Ronald smiled and raised his chin to Diolot in front of him. "I don't have permission to let me out, so I can always let him in, right? It won't make it difficult for you, just for a while."

Gentlede and him looked at each other for a few seconds, then shrugged and sighed as if giving up, and stood up straight, "For a while? Don't do too much time-wasting things, you and his body will recover."

Faced with his pointed teasing, Ronald just shook his head helplessly and smiled. Gentled shook his head and turned around to go out. The door slammed shut, and at the same time the torches on the wall in the room lit up. .

There is nothing to see in the lit room, except for the large cell on the central platform that is nailed directly from the zenith to the platform below, the surroundings are empty, and the emptiness makes people feel palpitating.

The railings around Ronald look like metal in the dark, but when the light illuminates the texture of the railings seems to change again, it looks like a strip of light directed upwards from the ground Generally, it has a faint dark purple luster.

Ronald squeezed Diolot's hand lightly with his backhand, then retracted his arms with a smile when he raised his head, took a step back, and opened his arms to him again.

"Come on, let me hug you."

The corners of Diolot's eyes were red, but he didn't cry. The short whimper just now seemed to be a hallucination, and it disappeared after it passed.

Looking at the railing separating the two in front of him, he took a step forward without hesitation. His body collided with the railing, but instead of colliding as expected, he completely penetrated through it.Those railings that look like beams of light seem to be really made of light, and they can't stop people from breaking in at all.

Completely stepping into Ronald's "territory", Diolot looked out, and everything seemed to be far away from him, including the only door that could enter and exit here, and was thrown far away in a trance There is no way to reach the same place.

He looked around in a daze, then moved forward to within Ronald's arms, and was wrapped around his waist by his hands. "Don't always look outside, you'll get dizzy." As he spoke, Ronald lowered his head and put his forehead on his shoulder, sighing softly.

"Why are you so thin?"

Diolot raised his head and looked at the arc-shaped dome in a daze. The square dark lines fell from above, and then became the shackles that bound them.This seemingly simple column seems to have pierced deeper into their hearts, and their emotions and fate were bound together.

"I heard from Blood Sacrifice... Faona and the others went to Fengjia Island..."

"Well, so I have to keep you waiting for a while." Ronald smiled softly with his eyes closed. "It's okay, it really can't... You'll be over as soon as you sleep." After a pause, his voice became lighter, with an inexplicable and nostalgic melancholy.

"If you fall asleep, it doesn't matter..."

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"Why aren't you sleeping, Dio?"

"...why are you sleeping...they are all looking at me..."

"Looking at you... who is watching you?"

"Hessel, mother, teacher, father, and they..."

"That's in the past, Dio. They're not looking at you. I'm the only one looking at you now."

"...You also think I should be very strong, Ron?"

"No, it's fine now, Dio. You're fine now. If you become very strong, maybe I won't be able to keep looking at you like this."

"Ah... If I'm always like this, will you always look at me?"

"Yes, I'll be watching you. So sleep, Dio."

"If you fall asleep, you won't