Chapter 4

Theodore stood in front of the window, and he did not react at all when he heard this.

The long golden hair that looks like satin is still shining. He is known as the Son of God's Chosen. This unique long hair that seems to be plated in Chuyang is also one of the reasons why he is regarded as a saint.

But at this moment, Margaret opened her eyes wide in surprise, why did the ends of her long hair turn black?!

Go and see what happened, Garro, Theodore said coldly, the boy's body made his voice childish, but the impatientness and indifference in the voice made Margaret feel at all the childish innocence in him.

He suddenly turned his head, and his eyes like a falcon grabbed the girl. At that moment, Margaret was almost scared to breathe!

If the amount of blood is not enough, drain her blood.He said meaninglessly.

I'm afraid it's not because of the amount of blood.Hearing the hoarse voice, Margaret noticed that there was another person in the room.

He was probably Garro in Theodore's mouth, and he covered him from head to toe with a black robe. He could only judge from his voice that he was a very old man.

Garro took out his staff and chanted a few mantras in a low voice.

Margaret didn't feel anything unusual, but she guessed what the magician should have done to her.

I've said before that the old magician spoke slowly, and to lift the curse, he needed the demon's body fluids.

It was indeed to remove the curse, Margaret thought, the devil's body fluid?

Indeed, blood should be the purest body fluid.

She is a half-demon, not a pure demon.As if to refute Margli’s thoughts, Garo said slowly, the body is mixed with human blood, so you drink her blood, the curse is not lifted or relieved.

What should I do?Theodore's tone was not so much about asking, but rather about threatening, Garro, you know I've never been patient.

Dear Theo, don't be impatient.Garo hissed, and the harsh laughter seemed to scratch the glass, making Margaret's misunderstanding more intense, and body fluids... not only include blood.

Could it be that Theodore raised his eyebrows and pressed against a little boy's face, making him look a little cute with such mature actions.

Margaret thought she was probably crazy, her ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, but she was still thinking about whether there were any or not. The boy looked at her with disgust. Are you going to let me drink her saliva?

The saliva is not as pure as the blood, Garo muttered, "You know I am an expert in studying demons. Although those guys are almost gone on the mainland, I can still see what this little girl's paternal bloodline is."Although the hood covered his face, Margaret guessed that he should have a malicious smile, and that her father was a lustful demon.

Demon?The girl couldn't help but tremble.

It has powerful charming magic, which can make any creature estrus and draw the other person's strength through sexual intercourse.As Garro slowly described it, the disgust on Theodore's face became more and more obvious.

so what?He sneered, "What do you mean by describing such dirty things?"

For ordinary demons, blood is the body fluid that contains their powerful power, but the lustful demon is not the case. Garo deliberately paused and noticed that the girl lying on the workbench was breathing heavier, he said gloatingly, the power of the lustful demon was in the thing that flowed out when they were moved. Dear Theo, he seemed to be unable to help it and finally laughed out loud, you know what I meant.

What's leaking when the love moves?

After a moment of stunned silence, Margaret felt a bang, and her whole body seemed to be about to burn. That thing... that thing is...

Don't look so ugly. Garo slowly took the staff back into his robe. If you don't want to, you can find another demon, as long as it's not a demon.

Hearing this sentence, the girl subconsciously went to see Theodore, but her eyes collided with him.

Somewhere ignited Theodore's anger, he strode over and pinched Margaret's throat.

Ah...Ah... Margaret twitched weakly. Theodore was not very strong. After all, he was a little boy now, but his weak body after the blood loss still made Margaret start to burst into tears. Stop... She stretched out her hand slowly and stopped...

There are six days left to be the next morning prayer, Garo stands aside with his arms in his arms. If you don’t want to appear in front of someone with this ghost look, I suggest you don’t be impulsive.Nowadays, demons are even more precious than dragons.

snort.Theodore let go of his hand.

Margaret coughed violently, and she was on the verge of death twice in a day, and her mind was already in a daze.

The culprit didn't even give her a look from the corner of his eyes. Theodore took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands gracefully, as if he had just gotten into something dirty.

You'd better get out of here, he raised his eyes and couldn't kill her, and I don't mind killing you.

OK OK Garro shrugged, remember to send the reward to my mage tower, goodbye Theo.

With a slam, the door was closed.

Before we knew it, there were only two people left in the room, Theodore and Margaret.

You, facing the boy's gaze, the girl couldn't help but tremble. What do you want to do?

Then Theodore smiled.

It was so cold and ridiculous again, like a vicious smile from a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

Margaret suddenly realized that at some point his blonde hair turned completely black.