The Whispering Verses Chapter 1668: “Punishment”

Shad broke into Yodel Palace in the form of a cat, carefully avoiding 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 runs parallel to Parliament Street on the north side of the Jodl 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 of finding a dark alley and throwing his glass slippers home. Anyway, it was very close to home. As for why he didn't do it in Lesia's bedroom, it was 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, then he was about to trot across the road 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.

When Shade entered a position where the gas street lamp on the opposite side of the street could not illuminate, he immediately changed back to his own appearance. He reached into his arms to take out the glass slipper, but he heard noises and footsteps from the west direction of St. Berkman's Street, far away from home.

Xia De, who was in a bad mood, gave up taking out the glass slipper and instead touched the gun bag on his waist. The stranger's brown-to-black eyes saw the light flashing from the bridge in the dark night, and heard the gunfire suppressed by the silencer.

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 running wildly in black trench coats in front also realized where they had arrived during their escape.

Although it is not in the direction of the Kasenlik Embassy, ​​it is not bad here. They continued to rush forward with the mentality of disregarding death, intending to get closer to the Yodel Palace, but at this time, on the empty street illuminated by gas lights in front of them, a figure also wearing a black windbreaker walked out.

Peng~

The sound of gunfire, which was not suppressed by the silencer, finally broke the tranquility of the night. Shade shot the man running at the front in the forehead. He didn't bother to press the battering ram. Instead, he threw the knife out with his left hand and stabbed the second man behind the fallen man in the throat.

He walked towards the third man with a cold face. The somewhat panicked man then aimed at Shade and pulled the trigger, but after a slight noise, Shade just tilted his head slightly and dodged the bullet. He didn't give the opponent a chance to fire a 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."

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

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

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

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

Shad 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 great nobles who met with the Kasonlik people on Thursday night?"

Xia De asked, Director Anlos shook his head slightly:

"It's hard to say, 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:

"I can't tell you this time, it really has nothing to do with the Gray Gloves. It's a third party besides Delarion and Carsonric."

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

"Very good, you left us one alive, 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?"

Xia De 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. Having just killed someone in anger, he also found that he needed time to think and calm down his emotions.

But the place where the incident happened was very close to home, so before I knew it, I had already taken out the key and opened the door.

When we arrived on the second floor, the warm home was still so relaxing. 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."

Xia De said while holding the cat, and then gestured towards 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 hanger. When he walked into the bedroom, he saw the blonde writer lady sitting on the bed, afraid to look at him.

However, her clothing has 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, but heard the sound and went to the kitchen.

"Sorry."

For a long time neither of them spoke, 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 quite haggard, and Shade also looked at 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."

"We are a family."

The writer's eyes were a little red. She turned 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 temperature and urgency of your soul... Lesia's low-ring sublimation The words are "Sleeping Princess", she has gained more than me. I'm sorry, Shade, I'm really sorry."

As he spoke, he tried to raise his arms, wrap around Xia De's neck and hug him, but in the end it seemed as if he did not dare to do so. He retracted the movement halfway through, and then continued to look at Xia De pitifully. Virtue. This look looks a bit like little Mia.

"Why are you afraid of me?"

Xia De asked strangely, touched the cat's head and put it on the bed. The first button on the neckline of Dorothy's nightgown was undone, and she bit her pale lips that were slightly bloody:

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

Xia De 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 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?"

Shad is not sure whether this is Lesia's idea, Dorothy's idea, or Luvia's idea, but under no circumstances is it possible for him to use [Soul Whip] on the girl next to him again. Even if this thaumaturgy is not offensive in any way.

He sighed:

"I was really angry when I went to see Lesia just now, but I am no longer angry now. Everyone is immature sometimes. I am worried about you, you know what I want to say. But this is the only time, I am very It’s rare to make such a request, Dorothy, and Lecia, 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."

Lecia 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.

Shad 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 are here tonight Have a good rest here, Luvia and I are sleeping on our sides. If anything happens, you can call us."

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

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

Of course Luvia has no objection to the suggestion of sleeping on the side. Every Saturday is Dorothy and Lesia's date with Shad, but she rarely spends the night at Shad's place at this time.

But the blond **** the bed held Shade's hand, and she looked up at the stranger:

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

"You're already like this, take 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?"

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

"Let's use another method of punishment? Just use...the method of teaching misbehaving children."

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

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

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

The eyes of the two people met for a moment, so the kind-hearted lady fortune teller blushed and pushed Shade:

"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 this next time. It's an impulsive thing...I want to state in advance that I can stay, but I didn't do anything wrong tonight, and I will definitely not be punished."

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