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Chapter 1,668 'Punishment'

Shade, who broke into Yodel Palace in the form of a cat, carefully avoided the ritual of detecting spirits and elements set up by the church in the royal palace, and then jumped from the side wall to the street.

This is not the Silver Cross Avenue, but St. Berkman's Street, which connects the Disick Bridge across the Terrareal River. This street intersects the Silver Cross Avenue and is parallel to Parliament Street on the north side of the Yodel Palace.

Because the gas lights on the street were very bright, Shade did not change back to human form for the time being. Instead, he thought about finding a dark alley and throwing his glass slippers back home. Anyway, it was very close to home. As for why he wasn't with Lexi

He did this in Ya's bedroom because Shade was still angry with Lesia and Dorothy and was unwilling to take out her glass slipper in front of her.

Besides, Agelina and so many maids were there, so he was embarrassed to do this.

"Her" laughter came to his ears. Shade knew what "she" was laughing about, but he didn't care at all. The cat stood under the wall and looked around to make sure that no carriage was passing by, and then he was about to trot across the road.

Go to the other side of the street.

The warm light of the gas lamp dragged the long black shadow of the silver cat on the street in this dark night. This scene looked quite scary.

And when Shade entered the position where the gas street lamps on the opposite side of the street were not illuminated, he immediately changed back to his own appearance. He reached into his arms and planned to take out the glass slipper, but he turned from the west direction of St. Berkman Street,

Far away from home, I heard noises and footsteps.

Shade, who was in a bad mood, gave up taking out the glass slippers and instead reached for the gun bag on his waist. The stranger's brown and dark eyes saw the light flashing from the bridge in the dark night and heard the silenced sound.

The weapon suppressed the sound of gunfire.

He stood motionless in the shadows, motionless, until the chasing people arrived.

Director Anlos, who led the agents to chase the enemy, was sweating profusely even in the spring night wind, because he had recognized where this place was. The three people in black trench coats running wildly in front also realized that they were fleeing.

Where did I come from?

Although it was not in the direction of the Kasenlik Embassy, ​​it was not a bad place. They continued to move forward with the mentality of disregarding death, intending to get closer to the Yodel Palace, but at this time, on the empty street lit by gas lights in front of them, there were also

But a figure wearing a black windbreaker stepped out.

Peng~

The sound of gunshots that was not suppressed by the silencer finally broke the calm of the night. Shade shot the man running at the front in the forehead. He did not bother to press the hammer, but threw out the knife with his left hand and stabbed him.

It entered the throat of the second man behind the fallen man.

He walked towards the third man with a cold face. The somewhat panicked man then aimed at Shade and pulled the trigger. However, after a slight noise, Shade just tilted his head slightly and dodged the bullet. He did not fire at the other person.

At the opportunity of the second shot, he got close very quickly and punched the opponent in the chest.

Director Anlos, who hurried over with people, thought for a moment that Shade's fist would pass through his chest, but in fact, the man who fell limply to the ground was just beaten to the point of being knocked out of breath.

"Good evening."

Shade kicked away the opponent's dropped pistol, blew on the muzzle of his own gun, then bent down and pulled out the table knife that had just been thrown out, and wiped the blood off the corpse's clothes.

Director Anlos also breathed a sigh of relief and signaled the agents behind him to deal with the police who heard the gunshots, dispose of the bodies and deal with the following "cleaners", and then waved to Shade.

He did not ask why Shade carried a table knife with him, nor did he ask what Shade was doing here so late at night. Director Anlos gave a suggestion:

"Are you still using that revolver? I suggest you change to a pistol that can fire continuously. Also, a silencer is also necessary."

Shade nodded noncommittally. For him, the gun was just a decoration, and an accessory to increase the success rate of his "persuasion" ability when necessary:

"Who are these people? Are they related to the nobles who met with the Kasonlik people on Thursday night?"

Shade asked, Director Anlos shook his head slightly:

"It's hard to say, but it may be related. Otherwise, there is no need for me to lead the team myself."

As the director of Section 6, although he will go out on field duty when necessary, he will definitely not do everything himself:

"It's hard to say this time. It really has nothing to do with the Gray Gloves. It's a third-party force besides Delarion and Kasenric."

The middle-aged man said sadly, squatting down and testing the third person's breath:

"Very good, you left us a survivor, so we don't have to worry about having no clues."

"Third party forces? Are there any forces in the Old Continent and the New Continent that can rival the two kingdoms?"

Shade asked, Director Anlos lowered his voice:

"It certainly doesn't happen individually, but it doesn't necessarily add up. And... maybe this time, it's related to a certain prince. At this time of year..."

The last half of the sentence was too low to be heard. Xia De clicked his tongue and stuffed the pistol back into the gun bag:

"A prince again? The Cavendish royal family...I didn't show up today."

He said, then waved and prepared to go home.

Director Anlos didn't say anything anymore, waved to him, and then turned around to arrange the aftermath.

After bidding farewell to Director Anlos, Shade did not throw away the glass slipper, but chose to walk home. He had just killed someone in anger, and he also found that he needed time to think and calm down his emotions.

But the place where the incident occurred was very close to home, so without even realizing it, he took out the key and opened the door.

When we arrived on the second floor, the warm home was still so relaxing, and little Mia was waiting for Shade at the stairs early.

Luvia walked out of the bedroom and asked with concern:

"Is that princess okay?"

She had indeed guessed the general outline of the matter. Of course, it might have been Dorothy who said something.

"It's okay, but I need some time to rest."

Shade said while holding the cat, and then gestured toward the bedroom with his eyes. The purple-eyed girl showed a slight smile:

"She's not asleep yet, but she's obviously a little afraid of you."

"What are you afraid of me for?"

He took off his coat and put it on the clothes rack. When he walked into the bedroom, he saw the blonde writer lady sitting on the bed, afraid to look at him.

However, her clothes had changed from a normal skirt to a nightgown, and she changed her clothes while Shade was away.

Shadra pulled a chair and sat down by the bed. Luvia did not follow the bedroom. He heard the sound and went to the kitchen.

"Feel sorry."

Neither of them spoke for a long time, but finally Dorothy spoke first.

She pursed her lips and sat on the bed looking at Shade:

"I promise, this is the last time."

As he spoke, he reached out and held Shade's hand:

"It's been me and Lesia who have caused trouble for you all this time... I'm sorry. I know we were wrong this time. If you weren't around... Shade, I'm sorry."

The blonde girl looked rather haggard, and Shade also looked into her green eyes:

"I won't say anything like, 'This is your own business, you don't need to apologize to me,' and I have never objected to you exploring your own secrets. But if there is anything, at least discuss it with me. We are a family.

people."

"We are a family."

Miss Writer's eyes were a little red. She turned her body sideways and held Shade's hand with both hands:

"We know what a big mistake this is. When you pulled our souls back with that kiss just now, we felt the warmth and urgency of your soul...Lesia's low-level sublimation words are

'Sleeping Princess', she gained more than me. I'm sorry, Shade, I'm really sorry."

As he said that, he tried to raise his arms and wrap his arms around Sha De's neck to hug him, but in the end, as if he didn't dare to do so, he retracted halfway through the movement, and then continued to look at Sha De pitifully. This

She looks a bit like little Mia.

"Why are you afraid of me?"

Shade asked strangely, touched the cat's head and put it on the bed. The first button on the collar of Dorothy's nightgown was undone, and she bit her pale lips with some blood:

"You just whipped us...it hurt too much."

Shade looked at her like this and asked after at least three seconds:

"Is this how you and Luvia discussed how to prevent me from being angry again?"

"Lecia and I really know that we were wrong this time."

She lowered her head and raised her eyes to look at Shade. This look was very similar to Lesia's ten minutes ago:

"If you are still angry, you can... take the whip again. Although it hurts, it will not leave any trace... If you do bad things, don't you have to be punished?"

Shade wasn't sure whether this was Lesia's idea, Dorothy's idea, or Luvia's idea, but under no circumstances would he use [Soul Whip] on the girl around him again, even if this strange

There is nothing offensive about the technique.

He sighed:

"I was really angry when I went to see Lesia just now, but I'm no longer angry now. Everyone has immature moments. I'm worried about you. You know what I want to say. But this is the only time. I rarely do this.

Make a request, Dorothy, and Lesia, who I know is definitely listening. You must promise me that any decisions you make in the future will be discussed with me in advance."

"Yes, I promise."

Lesia said.

"Xia De, there won't be a next time. I will discuss it with you in advance. Also, what did you pay to save us?"

Dorothy said after the soul exchange came back.

Shade shook his head and refused to say more. There should be a way to get the sealed spell back, but it would take time.

He stood up from his chair:

"Even if you did something wrong, I will still save you if there is a next time. Girls, we all have to learn from this lesson. This is the only gain after this incident. You have a good rest here tonight.

, Luvia and I sleep on our sides next door. If anything happens, you can call us."

Luvia happened to come in with a tray at this time. The kitchen was boiling water before Shade came back, so the tea was prepared quickly:

"Is this reconciled? Dorothy, I said as long as you apologize seriously and admit your mistakes, Shade won't be angry."

Luvia certainly had no objection to the suggestion of sleeping on her side. Every Saturday was Dorothy and Lesia's date with Shad, but she rarely spent the night at Shad's place at this time.

But the hand of the blonde girl on the bed held Shade's, and she looked up at the stranger:

"But tonight is Saturday, it's a study and date once a week..."

"You're already like this, you should have a good rest."

With that said, Shade took the tray from Luvia's hand and placed it on the low cabinet beside the bed. The cat immediately looked at the three-layer sandwich biscuits on the plate.

"Is this punishment?"

Dorothy asked.

"What?"

Shade didn't understand this sentence, so the writer lady first looked at Luvia, then pursed her lips and pulled Shade's hand:

"How about another way to punish? Just use...the method of teaching misbehaving children."

Shade thought for a moment and noticed that Luvia's face turned red, and then he felt that he might be thinking the same thing as them.

The beautiful blonde girl looked at him with her green eyes, held his hand and shook him. Seeing Shade standing there hesitantly, she looked at Luvia for help:

"Help me, tonight, here...I didn't bring the Evergreen Leaf."

Their eyes met for a moment, and then the kind-hearted fortune teller pushed Shade with a blushing face:

"Shadow, please forgive Dorothy. Although she made a wrong decision, giving her some small punishment is enough, and it will leave a deep enough impression on her that she will not do such impulsive behavior next time.

Things...I want to declare in advance that I can stay, but I didn't do anything wrong tonight, and I will definitely not be punished."

Looking at the cat of the three people warily, it felt that something was wrong with the scene in front of it. It already had a premonition that not only would it not be able to eat the three-layer sandwich biscuits, but it might have to spend the night in the cat's nest in the closet.


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