Taming the Dark Lord

Alfonso was beaten again.

Not only be beaten, but also bitten.

Amelia was lying on its neck like a vampire, gnawing blood dripping.

Considering that the height difference between the two people is a long, Alfonso had to bend down and take the initiative to move his neck up, so that the little ancestor can be satisfied and comfortable.

"Annoying ghost, kill you." The saint murmured vaguely, her lips dripping red with blood.

She was wrapping around the elf's waist, and her hand was unexpectedly thin, with tough and firm muscles on both sides, and she couldn't pinch it.

She couldn't help but squeeze a few more times, and then she touched it upwards, and she stretched it into her clothes.

In the end, when Amelia woke up from the fragrant sweetness, she found her hand was placed on an indescribable part of the elf, pinching the little tip and bleeding out.

Amelia:...

I seem to be here to talk business?

Why did it happen without knowing it?

Blame the elves, if she wants to make her angry, she gets angry...Isn't she just trying to get rid of the elves.

Amelia wakes up from the beauty all at once, and feels that this is not the time to do such a thing.

Love can do it anytime, and it’s not too late to solve the black water problem first.

So she retracted her hand, let go of the messy neck that had been bitten, and her expression became serious, and she coughed a few times, ready to say something business.

"I found out a bit, the maid I told you before, she...ah!"

The elf pinched her waist with one hand, picked up the person easily, and put his hands under the clothes by the way, and pressed his head on the neck, forcibly leaning to her mouth to bite her, wanting to do the kind of forced buying and selling .

"Bite, who told you to let go." Alfonso snorted and said, "What maid, am I not enough?"

He directly hugged the person back to the bedroom and seduced him with the flesh.

Amelia pushed it halfway.

So today, when the Pope left after reporting on the affairs, he hung up that complex and unspeakable expression, and the maids looked at Alfonso's eyes with more sympathy, as if in their hearts Alfonso had become a daily quilt. It's like beating the oppressed poor man.

Alfonso:"……"

After the day was over, Amelia finally pulled her head out of the male color and talked about the things that had swallowed Beatrice.

Amelia said: "Those things made me scared, and the hair was horrified at first sight, just like I saw a snake on the side of the road before."

Since she got the godhead, the emotion of fear and withdrawal seems to have disappeared from her body, but it has come back again when facing the black water, even more intense, as if it has accumulated to the present.

Alfonso played with the movements of her fingers, and within a few seconds, she gently squeezed her fingertips, as if soothing, "Don't worry, it won't come out again."

Amelia waited for a while: "...? Then? What is this thing? What is it called? What's the ability? You just finished introducing this sentence?"

Alfonso casually said: "It has no name and no conscious mind. It is just that the group relies on the energy of instinct to act, and it has powerful power. The animals are smarter than it. If you really want to find a code for it, call it. It's "evil thought"."

Evil thoughts?

This word gave Amelia an inexplicable premonition. She asked the elf several times, but she didn't say anything about it, pinched her neck and threatened.

Amelia was so angry!

"What do you think? Do you think I'm still the weak little saint before?" She angrily announced: "Don't think you can't beat, I can't beat. I'm different from you, I Much better than you now."

"Well, strong." The elf nodded.

Amelia patted the table: "I'm serious!!"

Alfonso: "Well, I'm serious too."

Amelia: "..."

Mad!!!!

This time the dead ghost elves didn't eat hard and soft, and didn't enter the oil and salt. She was unwilling to tell the truth no matter how much she tried.

Amelia finally put aside it altogether, went to check it herself, she didn't believe that such a creature that was so powerful that it was better than the gods would have no trace at all!

She looked around in the classics, knocking on the side, but no one had heard the rumors related to'evil thoughts'.

Not even in the book.

As if this was something that suddenly emerged from a crack in the stone.Even the gods can find some trivial information, but they don't have any.

I think it should not be a creature that lives by faith.

Later, Amelia changed her mind and changed the keyword to "Disappeared Person" and "Weird Prayer", finally found a trace.

Judging from the religious records, about a hundred years before she picked up Alfonso, there have been cases of people disappearing inexplicably. At first, everyone thought they were running away from home or being killed.

It wasn't until a certain time that someone read a cryptic prayer in public and disappeared in front of the crowd. Only then did these cases of disappearance, which have accumulated to hundreds of cases, be regarded as haunting.

The number of several hundred is only calculated in the big cities. In the unseen countryside, where the people are particularly distressed, it is not known how many people have disappeared.

I think that number will not be too small.

The cult tried to find the source of the prayers, but unfortunately no one could hear what the missing people were saying. What they heard was always "...great and noble...", and the keywords were all silenced.

There is no clue, and the occurrence of disappearances is irregular. Although it has long been seen that the victims are all poor people and are in a difficult situation, there are more than tens of millions of poor people on the mainland. There is something to scare the slaves into doing things well.

As a result, these disappearances gradually quieted down, and everyone was used to someone disappearing from time to time.

Until Amelia discovered this terrifying shadow from Beatrice.

She flipped through the dossier, and the questions in her heart grew.What happened in a mere hundred years, how did the God of Light and the God of Darkness join forces?

Moreover, after a serious calculation, a hundred years should be the duration of two groups of people fighting. She remembered that the fight in the dream lasted a long time. If it hadn't been dormant all the time, the'evil thoughts' should have been provoked from birth.

This is the equivalent of a trembling little baby poking two giants down with one finger.

It is impossible to think about it, but it is a fact.

The deeper she looked, the more frightened Amelia became. She could no longer sit still, and returned to her former residence. Under the flowerpot, she found a black book that had been exposed to wind and rain for months.

——You...you think of me...

Hei Shu slowly flipped through the bookcase, a book without a face, just showing a weak look.

Amelia tapped the knuckles on the spine of the book and warned: "Stop talking nonsense, I have something to ask you."

Hei Shu is keenly aware of the saint’s sudden attitude and expression. She is no longer as kind and gentle as before, like a beautiful and harmless white swan. No matter how bullying and teasing she is, she is just stomping her feet in anger, or not hurt Painful little'retaliation'.

Now she is more like the needle hidden in the cotton, seemingly soft and breaking when it breaks, but the needle tip is shining with a cold light, which can pierce your heart quickly and take your life at any time.

Plus the sense of deterrence that came out of her...

The black book, which is bullying and fearful of hardship, becomes honest all at once, and the words that appear are all flowery and careful.

——Oh, beautiful and noble Amelia-sama, your servant is willing to serve you.

Amelia: "Have you ever heard the word'bad thought'?"

--hiss!!%(*……

When Hei Shu heard this word at first, he typed a lot of garbled characters, the fonts were trembling, brightly or extinguished, like a person's eyes flickering because of fear.

After a while, it squeezed out a few words.

——Where did you hear these two words...

Amelia compared the performance of Alfonso in the black-written memory with its current performance, and slowly tightened her eyebrows.

"I'm asking you, not you asking me. Answer honestly, I can let you go." She was in a bad mood and threatened it deliberately.

Unexpectedly, Hei Shu tremblingly closed the pages of the book suddenly, flew into the flowerpot with a sigh, buried himself in the soil like a soil drill, and never came out.

Amelia: "...?"

"come out."

Hei Shu expressed with an attitude that I would die here and not come out.

Amelia: "..."

Nima’s Alfonso bullied me even if you dare to ignore me!!!

Angrily, Amelia directly sealed the black book in the soil for a one-hundred-year period. She also specifically asked the maid to move the flower pot to the roof to receive the wind and sun at close range.

The wailing of the black book came from above.

Amelia sighed comfortably and patted the corner of her skirt. All the way she could walk was blocked. She considered for a moment, and decided to go back and continue to ask Alfonso.

She came prepared this time and prepared small props, such as XX, XX, and XX, and be sure to let it speak.

But when she returned to the temple and searched back and forth a few times, but couldn't find the dark trail, her heart sank.

"What about people?"

The maid knelt on the ground, with a cold sweat: "You... haven't returned for a few days, and your husband disappeared at about the same time. We thought, thought, you took it away..."

As soon as the word'disappeared' came out, Amelia reflexively thought of the missing people, but immediately rejected the idea. Alfonso did not meet the conditions, so it would not despair.

So just go by yourself.

Amelia was about to laugh, okay, just ran away without telling me, right? Wait until I catch you back and see how I can clean you up.