On this day, after Rose was once again downed with a large glass of ice berry juice, Rose soon became obsessed with the wonderful dream that came again.
This time the dream seemed more real and clearer. The whistling wind and the bumpy flight on the horse's back made him moan softly.
And in the dream, he could stay away from the physical pain in that water prison—it was like an escape, even if it was a short escape. This feeling has already made the holy knight addicted to it.
But this time, in the ice berry juice prepared by Du Wei, besides ordinary ice berries, there is something else: desire!
Soon, Rose felt that today's dream was different from the past! His already dry soul seemed to be injected with a trace of violent power suddenly. This force filled, surged, and flowed back and forth in his body... as if looking for a channel to vent.
He felt that his already dying body suddenly glowed with youth and strength, but this kind of strength devoured his soul bit by bit, the last barrier...
First filling, then boiling, and finally a feeling of almost exploding.
He had never felt such pain, never experienced it.
Holy knights are worthy of pity, because all these loyal warriors who are selected are ascetic ascetics! Since childhood, they have been accustomed to being strictly trained to reject some desires that humans should have. Dedicate everything to faith!
So, this painful torture. For Rose. is strange...
He began to panic.
Finally, after holding his head and moaning in pain. Rose looked up. Suddenly, his thinking began to degenerate in the "dream". become dull and stubborn. Everything in front of him seemed blurred. There were also various hallucinations. There are noisy fighting sounds of weapons intersecting. And wonderful holy hymns of praise.
Finally, he saw clearly. There seems to be a white light!
"Female... Goddess..."
Rose was struggling, and suddenly his body began to tremble violently.
He saw the figure in front of him clearly. But I can't believe it.
Could it be... because of my piety and loyalty. The goddess was moved, so she came to redeem herself
Obviously this is a dark and dirty dungeon, but that white shadow sitting on the steps, that beautiful and holy face. shrouded in a cloud of white light. People can't see clearly. But that holy white robe, and that green wreath of olive branches and leaves...
In my life. Never had this excitement.
The goddess has come to redeem herself! Yes, it must be so! !
The delirious Rose began to struggle, his body struggling to wade through the cold water of the dungeon. Spread your arms out. He staggered towards the top of the steps—the holy knight, who had completely lost his conscious will, didn't even notice. Originally locked his chains. do not know when. It's already been opened!
Saint Verona looked at the man in the water prison in horror. This man was covered with filth, only his red eyes were surprisingly bright, even with a hint of... madness!
Finally, when a cold hand. When she suddenly grabbed her ankle, the saint seemed to scream. Those icy fingers are like a dead person - with the smell of death and decay!
She seemed to scream, but with her paralyzed body, even the muscles of her throat could no longer be controlled by herself, and then she only let out a slight hum... that sound. More like a moan!
Rosette had already grabbed the goddess' ankle with one hand. He didn't do it on purpose, his body was really out of his control, his body was already extremely weak after being seriously injured, and he barely staggered through the cold water, but he fell headfirst at the feet of the goddess!
He raised his head, as if he had seen the goddess smiling at him...
"Goddess... Goddess..." Rose wanted to kneel and pray at the feet of the goddess, making her last prayer.
He is more sure now. The goddess is here to redeem her soul!
I am going to die soon, I am going to die soon.
And the Goddess's reward for the most loyal warrior. It is after death. The soul can enter the embrace of the goddess and rest in peace, enjoying eternal sleep and tranquility!
Now... probably this moment!
Under the control of this last remaining consciousness. Rose really felt as if he had floated up—this feeling, as if his soul had left his body, fluttering, and was heading towards the goddess' warm and broad embrace...
give it to me! Give me eternal sleep and rest! Let me forget all the pain!
Everything can be over!
The holy knight thought so piously in his heart.
The saint was already trembling all over, and this man threw himself into her arms! Those cold hands hugged him, and he got into his arms like a baby. The messy hair on his face was brushed away, and on the exposed face, there was an almost confused smile.
madman! This is a madman! !
The saint began to struggle. At this moment, as if a little strength had gathered in her body again, she tried to shake off the opponent's hands!
Rose felt a violent jolt... He started to panic!
Goddess seems to be going away from her...
No! Please don't go! take me away! Get me out of here! Leave this sinful and dirty world! Let me rest in peace, let me sleep forever! Loyal fighters should enjoy such an ending!
But no matter how silently he shouted, the goddess seemed to be going away bit by bit.
Rose was terrified, he tried to grab the last piece of the goddess' clothes...
Could it be that I was abandoned? !
laugh!
The saint heard this frightening voice, and she felt that the holy and thin robe on her body was torn, and the man's fingers were like hooks, tearing her clothes tightly.
And this time. Something even more frightening happened!
The saint clearly saw her arms raised up—she clearly didn't control it!
In an instant, she understood everything!
It's magic! It's Du Wei's magic! !
Du Wei stood just outside the water prison, and he hooked his fingers a few times—this is a puppet manipulation magic.
It was as if he was taken to the frozen forest by Gandorf in white for the first time. Gandalf took control of his body and let himself slap himself.
With the same magic, he controlled the body of the saint!
The saint's hands gently caressed Rose's face, her fingers were stiff, but her movements were gentle.
Rose looked fascinated, as if she was about to close her eyes.
right now...
Chi chi a few times!
With the sound of cloth breaking, the originally fragile white robe turned into pieces of rags and flew away!
Amidst the groaning of the saint...
Rose only felt that she was lying in a warm embrace, but why, the boiling feeling in her heart became more and more intense!
A flood seemed to boil in the body. Roaring, trying to find a way to vent!
Then, when his whole body vibrated violently, everything in front of him suddenly became chaotic!
After the dizzy, when he widened his eyes. He breathed heavily and looked in front of him.
Goddess is gone! No goddess! absolutely not!
In front of him was a white woman's body, without a single strand of hair, with a towering chest, white skin, and slender arms, tightly hooking her neck.
An impulse bordering on sin. Instantly filled Rose's mind.
Then, he saw the remaining white robe on this woman... and the wreath of olive branches and leaves on her head!
this…
His mind was in chaos. Just as he was about to say something, the woman in his arms suddenly raised her face, and blocked Rose's mouth with her lips...
The saint's eyes were full of anger, but her body was completely out of her control! She is like a puppet on a string.
Looking at the filthy man in the arms of the landlord like a slut. He hugged each other tightly with his arms, even his slender legs. He also tightly wrapped around the opponent's waist...
all of these. Let the saint feel a kind of shame!
Thinking of Duvin's cold and hateful eyes, the saint's body trembled. She knew what was coming!
Rose was shaking, every muscle in his body was shaking.
Although the holy knights are all ascetic ascetics, this kind of human nature—the nature and instinct that have been suppressed for decades, at this moment, in this desperate environment that is near death, in the "ice" prepared by Du Wei himself Berry Juice", was completely hooked out! And then... erupt! !
Nobody taught him how to do it and he didn't know how to do it...
However, this kind of thing does not need to be taught! And the woman in his arms is as passionate as fire, her white body, her soft fragrance, her cold and hot lips, and her slender hands, all seem to be guiding Rose, guiding him bit by bit. he…
Rose has lost his sanity and consciousness.
He couldn't tell whether the person in his arms was a woman or...a goddess? !
Finally, his last half-consciousness was:
Could this be the salvation before death
It seems... very happy...
Du Wei stood just outside the water prison, standing there quietly, looking inside coldly.
Rose, who had already fallen into frenzy, was pressing on the body of the saint, venting a kind of male primitive instinct.
Then, Du Wei coldly closed the iron on the prison door.
film, do not continue watching.
He turned around and sighed in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself: "Evil? There's no evil in treating the enemy! Hmph!"
At this moment, he was like a real devil.
The intense madness didn't last long.
Rose was woken up by being splashed with a bucket of cold water.
After he woke up, he felt that the wounds all over his body were hesitating violently under the shock of cold water, but the feeling that the restless fire in the depths of his soul had been completely extinguished—this was a strange feeling of pain and relaxation.
However, after he woke up. He knew immediately what he had done! !
A young woman lay powerlessly under her body, her pale face was full of hatred, beside her. The white robe has been torn into pieces, and the olive branch wreath has been thrown aside!
Everything seems to still have traces of the madness.
The saint was quickly dragged out, and when Rose was already in a daze, a pair of feet appeared in front of her.
He raised his head and saw Du Wei.
At this moment, Du Wei stood in front of Rose, with a high face, and asked coldly: "Is this dream wonderful?"
this sentence. It seemed that Rose suddenly went crazy!
At this moment, the holy knight did not know where the strength came from, suddenly let out a roar like a beast, jumped up from the ground frantically, and rushed towards Du Wei!
Unfortunately, he was in mid-air. Feeling a pain in the chest and abdomen, Du Wei kicked his lower abdomen first. Then, with a splash, Rose fell into the dungeon and hit the ground heavily.
Only then did he realize that he didn't know when. The water in the water prison has been drained.
"It seems that you have woken up from your dream." Du Wei mocked in his cold voice, "Now, tell me, Holy Knight, where is your faith?"
Rose was struggling to jump up, but when he heard Du Wei's question, he froze for a moment.
Then, all the strength in his body left him, and he was like a dying person. He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up again!
Yes... my faith. Where
"You have violated the holy knight's code; abstinence!" Du Wei stood in front of Rose. His voice was cold, but there was some kind of indescribable temptation and evil: "Also. The woman who had sex with you just now, she was unwilling, but you had sex with her!"
Du Wei's words whipped Rose's soul like a whip: "She is wearing a goddess outfit...but you look happy... Oh, my knight, is this how you blaspheme the goddess?"
"Woooooooooooooooooooo..."
Rose suddenly put her head in her hands and cried softly.
He was literally crying, that painful whimper, filled with endless pain and grief, anger and shame.
At this moment, Du Wei understood that this holy knight was really defeated by himself! Both physically and mentally!
"You had sex with a woman wearing a goddess costume, and..." Du Wei continued coldly, "I want to tell you that the woman just now is the saint of your Temple of Light, Verona!"
Rose's eyes were empty, as if he had lost any energy, but when he heard the name "Saint Verona", he still trembled. Of course he knew who Saint Verona was.
"Look, the belief you are proud of no longer exists!" Du Wei's voice seemed to come from hell: "It no longer exists!"
"No... it doesn't exist anymore..."
Rose's sluggish voice seemed to be following Du Wei softly reciting: "Faith... doesn't exist anymore..."
"Yes, it doesn't exist anymore."
After Du Wei finished speaking coldly, he turned and left the water prison. This time, he didn't even close the door!
In the water dungeon, Rose sat on the ground with his head in his arms, his dirty body covered with scars, surrounded by foul-smelling air, dark and damp.
And just ahead, above the steps, is the prison door!
Beyond the prison door, there is a light, a bright fire...
Du Wei stood at the door of the cell, turned around suddenly, and looked at Rose inside.
From Rose's perspective, Du Wei seemed to be standing under the only light in the darkness.
Then, Rose heard Du Wei's shout, and this voice struck Rose's heart word by word!
"There is a door ahead, you can't get out!"