Conquest

    Chapter 141 [Assassination]

    The melodious sound of the piano is like the clear spring, and the notes are like broken jade beads. Just listening to the sound of this piano is enough to make people feel drunk.

    The large chair was covered with a thick white soft bear skin. A tall, delicate and feminine young man leaned back in the chair, resting on the bear's head, supporting the handrail of the chair, holding his cheek, half-squatting. Eyes, quietly watching the person playing the piano in the room.

    Just before him, after the curtain, the curtain was like a gauze, with a faint gold edged, and the line between the beads and one bead was pure gold!

    After the curtain, a beautiful figure was sitting there, in front of a harp, ten slender fingers were slowly moving, the strings vibrated, and the wonderful to the sound of the piano jumped out like magic.

    The woman was facing the curtain sideways, wearing a long hair and spreading it down, softly attached to the side and back, the hair, but it is a rare light lavender! Plus the black gauze long dress, just such a sideways shadow, it has already produced a bit of Chi Mei.

    Side of that face, chin slightly pointed, but the outline of the cheek arc is round and full, the nose is straight, skin color such as jade, such a face, should be charming and moving, inverted sentient beings, but that eyebrows between, but as if with three points cold, if carefully looked at, the corners of the eye slightly flying, So that the face added a bit of wild taste.

    What is even more amazing is that such a face that is already very beautiful, looking at the side, the eyes, actually the eye is a faint purple, only the pupils jumped out a little black.

    Under the black gauze is a slender figure, thin shoulders, a full-bodied chest on the side, and a waist with a grip, and more attractive, under the black gauze, full and straight legs The outline, as well as the snow-white barefoot on a soft fox fur.

    The tall young man was a little bit mad, and suddenly he stood up. His tall body was tall and straight, but he was not bloated. He strode to the curtain and slowly reached out to open it.

    The woman playing the piano inside did not respond, but just continued to play the piano sound more and more like the magic sound, the tall young man flashed a trace of obsession. Then there was a somewhat feminine face, and gradually gave birth to a eager ……

    Finally, the footsteps were close by, and he held out a hand and seemed to want to touch the woman who played the piano…Just when the fingertips almost touched the woman’s cheek…

    ting!

    The last note of the piano sounds abruptly stopped!

    As if Mana was interrupted, the young man suddenly became shocked and his face returned to Qingming. He looked at the hand that had already reached out and touched the other's cheek. He couldn't help but open his mouth and smile.

    last execution

    The woman did not look up, just faintly looking at the strings, but the sound was also cold like a jade: "His Royal Highness, this is the last time. If there is another time, I promise that your hand is not on your wrist. ”

    When she said this, the content of the words was full of sensation, but the tone was cold and indifferent, as if it was not such a hot warning, but with a kind of indifference.

    The smile on the man's face became more and more embarrassing, and he took back his hand behind him: "The harp…Hey, the voice of your harp, I have been thinking for a long time. What you played…Really like her. ”

    The woman finally turned her head and looked at the man from the front. After turning her face, it was surprising that the beautiful face that should reverse the sentient beings was only half!

    On the cheeks of the half, covered with iron, the iron face down the eyebrows, and the half of the cheeks are firmly covered, only the eyes are exposed!

    Such a beautiful face, under the iron surface of this half, is extremely strange.

    This woman, of course, is Sylvia.

    "His Royal Kekkan, what you said, I don't care. what I said……But please ask your best to remember. ”

    Sylvia's eyes did not fluctuate, gently let go of the strings and put his hands in his sleeves.

    Kekkan smiled, the sly color on his face faded, as if it was a relaxed look: "Miss Sylvia…It seems that this is not the attitude towards allies. ”

    "I don't care about this."Sylvia cold and cold: "You are just my protection target. Within a hundred days, you will not die." As for the rest, if I broke my hands and feet, I don't care. ”

    Kekkan laughed and turned and walked back to his chair. After leaning on it, looking at Sylvia, it seemed to be a little dissatisfied: "I have been very strange, your teacher – is all his disciples, Are you a weirdo like this? I heard that in your empire, the crown prince who likes the male style is also the apprentice of your teacher? ”

    Sylvia walked slowly and sat quietly on a piece of felt not far from Kekkan. The eyelids were drooping and cold and cold: "Correct your words…I am not a person of the Byzantine Empire, so please do not use words like 'Your Empire'. ”

    Kekkan raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Which country are you from? Atlantean ? Still free to lead? ”

    Sylvia is still indifferent: "Do you have to belong to a country?"

    Kekkan snorted and then shook his head: "Well, I don't ask."

    Then he frowned again: "Your teacher…Hey, why did he send someone like you? The woman you are born is good looking, but the temper is too boring. Looking at you, it’s quite eye-catching at the beginning, but after a long time, the breath of your body can freeze people. ”

    "Being frozen, always being stabbed and killed."

    Sylvia closed her eyes.

    Kekkan language plug.

    Because he can't refute this woman.

    In fact, in the last three days, if it wasn’t for the protection of this woman in front of him, he had almost died three times at least!

    The first time, when he was riding, he was discouraged by the woman when he was on the horse. Later, he discovered that there was a pointed needle under the saddle! Just under the saddle, you can't see it without carefulness, but if you ride it, you will be stabbed into your thigh. Later, I checked it. The sharp needle was smeared with a strange poison. According to the witch doctor around me, the poison, even a dragon can be turned over!

    The second time, the woman checked his bedroom and pointed to the vase in the bedroom. Asked: Who is this? It is a kind of flower that is usually rare, but it is said that the flower is clear and beautiful, and it is loved by many Odin aristocrat women. It is only rare that this flower is very expensive. Originally the servant, Kekkan did not care about such small things. But the result of Sylvia's arrogance made Kekkan understand that something was wrong.

    Later, Sylvia explained that Kekkan had a habit of drinking a kind of wine every day, which added a spice to preserve it. This habit is known to many people.

    But this is the flower in the room, there is a problem!

    Originally, this flower alone seems to have no problems and no poison. It can be said that the spice of the kind of wine that Kekkan drinks, once neutralized with this floral fragrance, produces a strange toxin. This toxin does not see any signs in a short period of time, it will slowly erode the human body. First, people become lazy, then the body is weak and weak, but when they accumulate to a certain extent, they will suddenly become sick and eventually vomit blood. And die!

    Sylvia also explained that such a poisoning technique must be done by experts who are proficient in potion.

    Kekkan began to be dubious, but after the tracing, he finally found out that the personal maid who was responsible for his room was really a spy sent by another Odin emperor who was hostile to himself!

    The third time, just last night, Kekkan’s newly collected dancer, half danced during the dance, and Sylvia suddenly violently pulled out, pulling a dagger from the waist and standing on the spot. Put that beautiful dancer on the throat!

    Kekkan was shocked at the time, and Sylvia didn't say a word back, quietly picking up a silk scarf to wipe the blood on the dagger.

    Kekkan asked why, Sylvia only faintly said: "The woman's nails."

    Later, Kekkan made a careful inspection, only to find that the fingernail of the left-hand index finger of the dancer Ji has been deliberately ground thinner, such as the sharpness of the blade, and the nail gap has also smeared a strange poison! Once the skin is cut with the thin nails, even if it is a little oily, the poison can penetrate.

    This is a chronic poison that has not been noticed within ten days. After ten days, the toxicity has spread throughout the body! Completely unhelpful! Immediately, the skin begins to itch, and after fifteen days, the whole body festers and dies! !

    After Kekkan knew it, even though he was already deep in his heart, he couldn't help but change color.

    That dance girl, that night was originally prepared to give myself a bed! If there is no Sylvia, the evening is undressed, bare and relative, over the rain, emotional, and the nails are gently stroked on their own, so they will not notice! At that time, I am afraid that I will die!

    With these three times, in the end, Kekkan was completely convinced of this cold beauty.

    He originally sent a person to protect himself in this mysterious ally of Byzantine. Some of them disapprove of it. They are one of the best powerhouses. Why are they afraid of assassination?

    And so three times, he is convinced!

    Afterwards, Kekkan couldn't help but ask Sylvia: "How much do you know how to assassinate people?"

    Sylvia thought for a moment: "I have seen all the known assassination cases for three hundred years on the mainland. It comes down to a completely different approach, a total of one hundred and forty-four."

    "How many kinds do you know?"

    "One hundred and forty-four."

    Kekkan sighed: "You can teach a disciple like you, Byzantine, the first wise man, Carvesylver. He himself doesn't even know how amazing people are."

    Carvesylver is sitting there, looking relaxed, the wise and gentle eyes are quietly staring into the distance.

    Here is a long street, a hotel on the street, and Carvesylver is sitting on the second floor window.

    And where his eyes were on, on the street, Shaar was walking leisurely.

    Carvesylver sighed softly and said to himself: "It’s really appropriate to meet him so quickly…"