343: 120.
Be brave and spread your wings, to soar in the sky again!
【60/60】_2 343: 120.
Be brave and spread your wings, to soar in the sky again!
【60/60】_2 With each breath she took, she was growing stronger.
Her essence was progressing, breaking through, and finally stabilized at a level she once reached.
After an uncomfortable surge of power, a pair of colossal wings, entwined in blood and the dark energy of the Spirit, reminiscent of dragon wings, unfolded once again from the slender and tempting body of Cui Si after a hundred years.
Their first flap ripped her clothes, revealing an unbelievably perfect and delicate body.
Alas, gravity truly doesn’t seem to exist in this different world.
However, without the concealnt of clothing, the scar on Cui Si’s body beca even more prominent.
It was even more striking than her naturally seductive body – the scar that nearly tore her apart ran from her elegant neck, across her firm breasts, around her flat stomach and finally rested on her voluptuous hips.
It was a frightful wound!
A testant to a past mory and a brutal lesson about the Blood Covenant.
She really didn’t wish for the sa thing to happen to Murphy.
Of course, in the enhancent of her body brought about by the return of her power, Cui Si could eliminate this scar and return herself to her most perfect state.
But as she reached out to touch the scar on her clavicle in that mont, she decided against removing it.
The past never truly disappears!
Just like the smoke left in a room from burning wood.
Even if you open the window and sweep away all the ashes, the lingering faint threads of smoke remain.
Your past is like smoke; it exists in each of your breaths, forever entangling you until the mont you close your eyes.
Instead of pretending it never happened, it’s better to etch it deep in your heart, so you don’t make the sa mistake in life again.
Resolved in her decision, Cui Si let her loose hair hang forward in a braid and slowly extended her arms.
With a light flick of her fingers, the Duke’s ceremonial attire flew out from the pile of gold coins behind her, landing on her white and rounded body.
Vampire ceremonial attire is mostly unisex, to be worn by both males and females.
Unless their master intentionally wanted to make use of their physical advantages for so purpose, what the vampires born in the midnight admired was this kind of balanced beauty.
A few minutes later, the door to the treasury opened.
Everyone outside at that mont turned around, only to see Cui Si, expressionless in her Blood Vulture Duke ceremonial robe, stepping out.
In her left hand, she held the Night Song Scepter, with the Desire Fragnt in her right hand.
The crown of the Duke was slightly tilted on her head but did not affect her grace.
The rich red cloak tied to her left shoulder swayed with her black thigh-high boots.
“I salute thee, your Grace, the Duke!”
Phemys was the first one to bow.
Next were Lady Adel, Maxim, and Milian, whose face was full of doubt as to why Cui Si ascended to the Clan Leader’s throne.
As part of Cui Si’s retinue, and being slightly crazy, Bonnie grew excited at the sight of her mistress wearing the Clan Leader’s robes.
This was a scene repeated in her real and fake mories!
The two identities of “Clan Leader” and “Mistress” perfectly blended in this mont, leaving no doubt in Bonnie’s mind, a forr Chief Guard of the Clan Leader’s retinue, about her mistress’s status.
She nearly fell to her knees like a devoted worshiper beside Cui Si.
It seed like her chaotic life, torn by disaster and unable to return to normalcy, found a new aning in this mont.
Cui Si maintained her majesty and looked ahead.
The Lord of the Paladino Knights, present here as an observer, presented her with the highest of honors, performing the most standard knight’s salute.
Not just because of the shared respect between different Clan mbers to a Duke, but it also originated from his heart’s extre pursuit of beauty.
Tonight’s Duchess Cui Si, undoubtedly, was the most perfect creation that could erge amidst the dark lands, she was awe-inspiring.
In the heart of the Lord of Paladino, he was utterly thrilled with the final decision made by Murphy and Cui Si.
Given Cui Si’s reputation from her years in other families and her relations with Salockdale, letting her inherit the position of the Blood Vulture Duke would surely appease Lord Pa Ying and provide a secure solution.
Cui Si continued to look ahead.
She eventually locked eyes with Murphy in front of her, her gaze intensely complex.
However, a few seconds later, Murphy didn’t display his usual heartfelt smile when he saw her, he instead respectfully bowed to the new Duke, just like everyone else.
Seeing this scene, a tiny tinge of dimness flickered unnoticed in Cui Si’s bright eyes.
Alas.
Their relationship has finally faded…
Indeed, Cui Si had no certainty about what decision Murphy would make once he broke free from the Blood Covenant.
She was terrified that a clear-headed little Murphy would decidedly leave her, leaving her once again wandering the world, alone and desolate.
But once a decision has been made, there is no need for regret!
Compared with the ending of Murphy leaving, Cui Si was much more unwilling to see her little Murphy lose his will and beco her faithful hound.
For any man of pride, that’s the worst insult.
Thus, the concept of a man servilely pursuing a woman is inherently nonexistent and self-contradictory!
Love was never about such a deranged self-degradation!
Please don’t use it to defile love…
Cui Si quickly collected her thoughts.
She had to say sothing as her first course of action after her succession to the Blood Vulture Duke, especially a new arrangent for her currently destitute clan.
How to establish her effective reign?
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