After dressing up as the evil girl in the second game, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Shur

The hot breath sprayed on the back of her hand, and Sera's heart kept beating.

Totally exciting.

Anaxi opened the door with a candle and came in. Sierra had already sat down on the bed and pressed her body against Eric's body as much as possible to reduce the bulge of the quilt.

"It's so late, is something wrong?"

The bed curtains obscured the situation inside, and there were no lights in the bedroom. Only by the light of a candle in Anaxi's hand, she didn't know who was in Sera's bed tonight.

"You and the Duke are going away for the weekend and need a guide to the church."

She came to the bedside, and her gentle voice sounded like a discussion, "You are not familiar with the streets, how about I take you there?"

Sierra clutched the quilt tightly and looked at Anaxi outside the tulle. She lowered her head, the candlelight reflected on her face, and all her emotions were clearly visible.

"I met Eric this afternoon, and he wanted me to tell you something." Sierra's hand hidden under the quilt rubbed Eric's ear. After clearly feeling his body tremble, her A wicked smile curled up on his lips.

"Really? What did he want to say?" Anna Xi wanted to open the translucent bed curtain, but as soon as her hand put it on the tulle, she was grabbed by the little hand inside.

"He wants you to stay away from the Duke of Rosehill." Sera grabbed her hand through the bed curtain, and her little face appeared in the candlelight with floating light and shadow. "He doesn't want you to have contact."

Anaxi smiled shyly, "He always thinks about my safety."

"Yeah." Sierra nodded, "Eric is so nice, do you like him?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, her hand on Eric's face was grabbed, and rough fingers rubbed her palm gently.

Sierra ignored his behavior. She was now holding Anaxi in one hand and Eric in the other, forming a strange triangle.

Anaxi's smile faded a bit, and she withdrew her hand from her palm, "We are just good friends."

"It's you and the Duke. You met on the boat early in the morning, and you just met on the balcony." She didn't finish her words, but she was able to let Sera understand what was behind her.

"We are also good friends." Sierra replied confidently, and her fingers were covered in a thin layer of sweat from the big hands under the quilt.

"Is that so?" Anna Xi's eyes revealed sarcasm, and she said in a low voice, "I thought you..."

"I don't like the Duke." Sera yawned and said generously: "You can go to church with me, or I don't even have to leave you with the opportunity to be alone. I just want to go hunting with Eric. "

She didn't want to go to church with a mind-reading vampire, so what was that? It is blasphemy to pull a god down and crush him on the ground in public.

Anna Xi wants to take advantage of this blessing.

"You and Eric are going hunting?" Annahi frowned, "You can't go."

Sierra stared at her through the thin semi-transparent bed curtains, her milk-brown eyes filled with confusion, as if you had to care about this no matter what.

Anaxi quickly explained, "No, I mean it's not safe. He's just a hunter. It's not appropriate for you to go out with him."

Sierra clearly felt that the fingers holding her tightened, she curled her lips and her eyes seemed to be smiling, "Oh, that's it."

"I'll think about it." She yawned sleepily again, "So, the late-night sister talk is over, can I go to bed?"

"Good night, Sierra." Having achieved her goal, Annahi happily walked out of her bedroom holding a candle.

As the door closed, Sierra lifted the quilt and complained: "You scratched me."

"You rubbed my ears first." Eric let go of his hand and sat up with his head hanging.

One of Sierra's calves was still resting on his trouser leg. She retracted her feet, straightened her skirt and knelt beside him to explain, "Your hair always pricks my thighs, that's why I do it."

In the lightless darkness, Eric turned to look at the vague outline of the girl.

His ears were very red and his body was very hot.

"You don't want to go hunting with me?" His voice sounded a little disappointed.

In order to see his expression clearly, Sierra put her hands on the mattress and leaned in front of him, "Who said that? I just want to avoid the Duke and hang out with you."

She touched the top of his hair with her soft hand, and said earnestly as if she were an adult enlightening him: "Friends don't mind each other's birth. You don't have to feel inferior to your identity. I won't look down on you."

So, Anna Xi is not even as good as a friend to you, wake up as soon as possible, big wolf dog.

Sierra really hoped that Eric could hear her subtext, but her hand was grabbed by him and pressed into the quilt.

Eric said in a low voice: "I'm 17 years old, Sierra, don't educate me like an adult."

"Then I'm one year older than you, so you have to listen to me." Sierra bumped his arm with her shoulder, a sleepy look crawling onto her cheeks, "I really want to sleep, Eric."

Eric grabbed the blanket and a pillow at the end of the bed and climbed out of the bed gently, "I'm going to sleep down there."

Sierra pulled up the curtain on the side of the bed where he slept, rolled to the side of the bed, rolled up the quilt and closed her eyes.

She asked tiredly: "Why are you so wary of Duke Rosehill?"

After waiting for a while, his answer came from below, "He is the most perfect pretender, and many people have died at his hands."

"How do you know?" Sierra's voice was erratic, as if she was about to fall into a dream at any moment.

"My father saw it before."

"That's it"

After half an hour, Sierra's breathing became calmer.

Eric sat up and rested his chin on the edge of the bed with his arms. He quietly stared at the girl's sleeping face, hooked the hair on her face with his fingertips, and pursed his dry lips.

Before dawn in the morning, Eric quietly climbed out of the window, followed the water pipe, jumped onto the lawn, and ran away.

When Sierra got up and rang the bell, the blanket on the ground had already covered her quilt, and the pillow was placed beside her.

Four or five servants came in one after another, some with new clothes and some with valuable jewelry. The cabinets and drawers of the bedroom were filled with a dazzling array of items.

At Earl Lizzie's suggestion, Josie chose a lot of good things and sent them over, which were similar to what Annashe had. She always did a good job in terms of face.

Sera accepted all the jewelry and new clothes as ordered, and while the servant was helping her comb her hair, the other party started chatting with her.

"The freak show tour starts in town tonight, do you want to go see it? I heard there are caterpillars and bearded women in it, and there are new species."

"New species?" Sierra asked casually without any interest, "What is it?"

"A man with a fish tail."

The pearl earring in her hand fell to her knees. Sierra quickly reached out to grab it and said in a surprised voice: "A man with a fish tail?"

It's not what she thinks, is it?