Fairy Tale: Conquering the Nun with Black Silk at the Beginning - Chapter 51
Under the moonlight.
It was bright and clear, and the figures flickered. Everything seemed as quiet and secluded as the world in the painting.
Wayne walked towards the secluded figure, and watched the shadowy figure approaching against the shimmering waves.
He felt a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart.
The slender figure in front of him was none other than Felianor, one of the four muscular nuns, who had a figure like a fitness celebrity.
A nun with a vest line, who was used to washing her own clothes in the early morning.
After seeing Wayne, Felianor smiled sweetly, and there seemed to be distress in her eyes.
Wayne spoke lightly, and his soft and calm tone spread under the bright moonlight:”What happened?”
Felianor’s cheeks were blushing, and she said timidly that she forgot to take back the underwear she had washed and hung outside before going to bed at night.
When he came out to get it, he found that he was blown into the big lake next to the church.
He sank into the turbulent waves and disappeared.
Wayne comforted Felianor and reminded her in a gentle tone to be more careful in the future. As soon as he finished speaking
, a very strong and fast wind suddenly blew over the calm lake.
For a moment, the gauze skirt on Felianor and Wayne’s simple casual clothes were blown in the wind.
As soon as the wind touched Wayne’s skin, Wayne felt something was wrong.
This was not an ordinary wind in nature, because he felt the presence of a faint magical aura in this wind. It was very similar to the magical aura he felt in the tree house of the forest witch Ruisiongzhuo before, but it was also very different.
The power of this magical aura was stronger, which seemed to imply that there was a potential mysterious existence under the lake, which was stronger than the forest witch Ruisiongzhuo.
Wayne raised his eyebrows, wondering if there was some powerful being hiding in the lake next to the church?
And he had never discovered it?
The wind was faster and fiercer.
The rapid wind was like sobbing, roaring, and neighing.
It surged violently, like an invisible ghost cavalry attacking Wayne and Felianol.
But what was even more strange was that this strange wind seemed to have self-awareness.
It did not want to hurt Wayne and Felianol. It just blew them aimlessly.
Wayne’s hand holding the pipe suddenly felt a violent tremor.
This gust of wind seemed to be rushing towards the pipe in his hand, not towards himself.
Wayne smiled faintly, thinking what kind of strange wind was this, it was like a thief, a robber, and a thief.
It attacked the pipe in his hand.
But the strength of this gust of wind was beyond his imagination.
As soon as Wayne loosened his five fingers, the pipe fell into the lake.
The pipe disappeared the moment it touched the lake.
The strange wind also stopped at this time, and the surroundings became quiet and peaceful again.
Under the bright moonlight, it was as peaceful as the starry night in the oil painting.
Felino whispered to Wayne:
“The wind just now was really strange. Maybe my clothes were also blown into the lake by this strange wind.”
Wayne did not reply at the first time. The Collector’s Gun had already appeared in the palm of his right hand.
The gun will give the answer.
He glanced at Felianol with the corner of his eyes, and said in a calm and steady tone:”I seem to have guessed it. It’s time to let it spit out the things!”
Two gunpowder bullets floated out along with Wayne’s words.
Wayne’s words floated into Felianol’s white and delicate little ears.
Two gunpowder bullets floated into the lake and disappeared directly in the middle of the blue waves.
One second.
Two seconds.
Time passed quietly, but the two shots seemed to have no effect. The lake surface was still as calm and silent as a jade mirror.
The large lake, bright and clear under the moonlight, seemed to be motionless like a huge marble plate.
Felianol asked in a soft and gentle voice:”No response?
Wayne had put away the musket in his hand, staring at the lake, and said,”Let the bullets fly for a while.” A moment later
, a woman’s voice floated out from under the lake, like the chanting in a Buddhist temple or the hymns in a church.
It was faint and floating, as if a ghost was hiding under the water.
It was cold and silent. Under the dim reflection of the moonlight, the woman’s voice floating out of the lake could not help but remind people of those ancient ghost legends.
“Stop fighting, stop fighting!”
As the woman’s voice under the lake rose a few decibels, Wayne and Felianol finally heard what was being said under the water.
Wayne and Felianol looked at each other.
After all, Wayne had only been in the church for a short time and didn’t know much about the lake. If he hadn’t seen Father Faria’s diary, he would never have thought that there was a woman under the lake!
He had seen water ghosts in the river next to the three little pigs’ builder’s house.
It can be concluded that the voice of this woman coming from the lake is not a water ghost, but a charming and seductive woman’s voice.
Although Felianol has lived in the church for many years since she was a child, she was also at a loss as to the voice of a woman under the lake.
Above the surface of the lake, a whirlpool exploded with a”bang” and began to stir rapidly, and the torrent washed the surrounding lakeshores!
Wayne saw this sudden scene, stood calmly, and just said to Felianol next to him:”You go back to the church first.”
Felianor remembered the charming female voice like a siren that came from under the lake just now, and thought that this person was definitely not a good person.
So he nodded obediently and returned to the church.
Wayne looked at the surface of the lake. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the central area of the lake was still sparkling and shining with a strange light.
And around the vortex in the center, several huge black shadows were stirring rapidly, like some strange large fish, stirring up violent waves under the lake.
The few shots Wayne had just fired seemed to have awakened some ancient existence.
It was as if the entire sleeping lake had suddenly awakened. Awakening, suddenly running wild, suddenly furious, suddenly hysterical!
In the palm of Wayne’s right hand, the Collector’s Gun has already appeared in his palm.
The gilded relief on the gun body and the black barrel are as if death has this kind of pattern, the god of death has this kind of color, and hell has this kind of shape!
The whirlpool is stirring more and more rapidly, more and more chaotic, and more and more crazy!
It’s like there is a big mouth of the abyss under the water, ready to break through the water and swallow the whole world!
Wayne’s black muzzle has been aimed at the water surface.
Ready to pull the trigger at any time, the bullet can penetrate the thin water surface and hit the lake at any time, and those stirring black shadows seem to… It seemed as if it would break through the water at any time.
Everything happened in an instant, as if everything was at the critical moment.
At this time.
Wayne saw a woman’s figure emerging in the center of the whirlpool.
Just like that.
The siren-like voice heard under the lake just now came from the woman who appeared faintly in the center of the whirlpool!
In the royal city of Lordran.
The Bloody Duke Vladimir was sitting in a candlelit room. The walls were covered with blasphemous murals, some of which were even filthy and abstract pictures that defied the heavens.
He sat on a wooden chair, shaking the cup mixed with blood and The nectar of wine.
The soft candlelight passed through the goblet, casting a narrow shadow on his slender yet sharp nails.
In front of him, on the wall, there was a mirror. Unlike other mirrors, this mirror could not reflect any light or shadow.
A mass of thick black as ink.
The ink stirred, and faint outlines emerged.
The eyes of the Bloody Grand Duke Vladimir casually swept across the mirror. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
He seemed to be waiting for some kind of response.
Soon.
He got the response that seemed to have been long awaited.
The outlines of several vampire faces emerged on this mirror, huddled together.
“Are there other vampires in Eagle County?” Vladimir asked the faces of the vampires in the mirror.[]
The tone was indifferent, cold and chilly.
The faces of these vampires said in unison:”No!”
“With Nosferatu dead, there are only five of us left.”
Vladimir nodded and said directly to the five vampire lords:”Now do everything you can to kill Wayne for me!”
“No matter what means you use, no matter whether you have tarnished the elegance of our vampire race!”
“Now, that Wayne must die!”
“Do you understand?”
In the mirror, in the inky darkness,���The vampire faces paused and nodded at the same time:”Yes, Grand Duke Vladimir!”
Outside the church.
In front of the big lake.
Wayne looked at the lake in front of him, and a figure swam up quietly.
This woman had long wine-red hair, a normal woman’s upper body, but a mermaid-like fish tail in the lower body.
It turned out to be a mermaid.
Wayne raised his eyebrows, thinking, so it turned out that on the full moon night recorded in Father Faria’s diary, there was a strange light beside the church.
It turned out to be because there was a mermaid in the lake.
The mermaid glanced at Wayne in the waves, and was instantly amazed at the man’s tall and heroic figure, and that handsome face.
But just now, several musket bullets broke through the lake and hit the lake, making her curious about what kind of madman was shooting on the water?
The mermaid glanced at Wayne and said quietly:”I am the river god of the Vltava River, you……”
Wayne interrupted her before she finished speaking and said,”Just now there was a magical wind that blew my pipe into the lake.”
“I feel the malice of this lake.”
Wayne said coldly.
Under the black muzzle of the gun, the river goddess did not dare to be negligent. She turned around, swung her huge sea-blue tail, and disappeared in the waves.
Wayne did not put away the collector’s musket in his palm.
Sometimes, some people just need some deterrence to be honest.
Under the lake, the blue waves were rippling, and the black shadows shuttled back and forth. It was unclear what was going on under the water.
The water surface was churning, and the river goddess’ tail fin flapped back and forth.
Soon.
She floated up from under the water, holding a glittering golden pipe in her hand.
“”Sir, is this your pipe?” The river goddess asked Wayne, holding up the golden pipe between her jade fingers.
Wayne had no expression on his face and said coldly,”No.”
He had already seen the strangeness of this golden pipe. This was not an ordinary pipe. It looked very strange. Who knew what secrets were hidden inside.
The river goddess said”Oh”, and her huge tail fin slapped the water surface heavily, and she dived back into the lake again.
After another moment.
She emerged from the waves again, holding a glittering silver pipe in her hand, smiling, with two sweet dimples squeezed out of the corners of her mouth, shaking her jade hand, and asked:
“”Sir, is this your pipe?”
Wayne only took a glance and saw that the pipe looked shiny silver, but it had been tampered with. Perhaps there was something strange inside.
He still said coldly,”No.”
The female river god raised her eyebrows and dived back into the waves again.
It was a night in Eagle County.
The fog was very thick.
The endless white fog, like a beast trapped in the city, filled every street in Eagle County.
On the iconic clock tower of Eagle County, the hour hand pointed to 0 o’clock in the morning.
The ghostly floating fog covered the dial of the clock tower a little hazy.
On the streets of Eagle County at midnight, there were only a few staggering pedestrians sparsely scattered, walking out of the tavern one after another.
Several prostitutes followed behind these drunkards.���Trying to suck away the few copper coins left in the pockets of these zombies from drinking!
“”Would you like to come?” A heavily made-up and flamboyant prostitute stretched out her dirty arm towards a drunk man with disheveled hair like a sleeping lion.
The drunk burped and choked out a large mouthful of foam. The undigested meat mixed with the smell of stomach acid and alcohol burped and drove the prostitute away.
The other prostitutes also had no harvest. It was already midnight. If they could not get any business from these drunks, it seemed that tonight was destined to be a fruitless night.
“If we can’t make any more money, the boss will burn our soles with a soldering iron when we go back!” A courtesan showed panic on her face.
They all obeyed the management of a”boss”, a woman whose age could not be seen. She only showed up after ten o’clock in the evening and would viciously punish those sisters who did not make any money. She would use a red-hot iron to severely burn the soles of their feet.
This”boss” seemed to have a crazy and morbid obsession with feet, and all her punishments on the sisters were related to feet.
These courtesans no longer wanted to have their soles burned by red-hot irons.
In order to try again, they decided to go to those”dangerous streets”.
The reason why they are called”dangerous streets” is that in recent times, Ying County has not been peaceful at all.
Courtesans are often brutally killed in the second half of the night, and some of their organs are taken away.
“”Dangerous streets” Those streets are where the serial killer is most active.
Because those streets are where many old gambling gamblers who play Gwent cards gather at night!
Another prostitute also encouraged and said:”Let’s go, we can only try our luck in dangerous streets. I hope we can make money before we run into the serial killer!”
The five prostitutes gathered their courage and walked towards those streets.
As soon as they left.
Behind them, a figure walked out from the alley on the side.
Watching them leave with drums, the figure opened the briefcase in his hand, and like a professional anatomist, he picked up knives and…
