Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 736: Gradual Degeneration and Sin
Earl Dawn said with a smile: "I really like playing with young people like you. It makes me feel that I am not old yet."

"You are not old!"

Christina flattered awkwardly.

Count Dawn laughed: "No, he is already over a hundred years old."

Christina was shocked: "You have already--"

"Oh, maybe you didn't know this? I'm a fifth-level transcendent."

Earl Dawn smiled and said, "But unlike you smart people... I am from the society. I founded the Rose Society."

"The Society" is an organization of demonologists.

Noticing that the person she had rejected was actually a fifth-level extraordinary person - this made Christina feel scared to the point of almost trembling, but at the same time she felt inexplicably proud and regretful.

She was proud that she was favored by such a big shot; but she was regretful that she didn't agree at that time!
Christina bit her lip, feeling a little aggrieved.

If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have refused like that...

"But," Earl Dawn put his hand on her shoulder affectionately, "Although the position of secretary is gone... you still have a chance.

"There should be a lot of girls in your ballet club who are looking for part-time jobs, right? Coincidentally, there are also many big shots visiting my place. I can invite them to perform here... but it's always inconvenient for me to contact them."

"I'll contact them!"

Christina blurted out: "I'm quite popular in school, I should be able to attract more than 20 people... and even more if you need!"

After that, shame and guilt came to the fore, followed by the sense of relief that nothing could be broken.

She naturally knew what Count Dawn's hint meant, and she also knew what work she was going to do.

But it's still a job, isn't it?
Compared to the hopeless future of not being able to pay back the money, at least... I can live one more year -

"good."

Earl Dawn patted her shoulder with satisfaction and said, “Don’t leave tonight, Christina.

"Let me admire your beautiful dance alone for a while longer."

"...Yes, Lord Earl."

Christina responded in a low voice and stood obediently behind Earl Dawn.

After all the guests left, Count Dawn took Christina to the bedroom.

The servants were tactful enough to leave after preparing the tea.

Christina suppressed her shame, nervousness and uneasiness and looked around at the unfamiliar environment.

This place is decorated with deep red, black and dark gold - Christina knows that this is the aesthetic style of the late empire. This color combination and shape is very popular among the old nobles of Xingti.

And in the corner of the room, there are some strange things.

There was an oriental-style folding screen, an indoor fountain, a fireplace that burned even in the summer, and a soft round bed so large that at least six people could lie side by side - and the strangest and most embarrassing thing for her was the huge mirror facing the bed.

There were many mirrors in the room, but most of them were regular full-length mirrors. There were also some small round mirrors placed next to the huge ancient portraits. However, the mirror directly opposite the end of the bed looked to be 20 to 30 meters long and 2 to 3 meters high. It almost "copied" the entire room, and just staring at it made Christina feel a little dizzy.

But at this moment.

Count Dawn suddenly asked, "Is the door closed?"

"what?"

Christina asked subconsciously.

"It's all closed."

Suddenly, a deep and mature female voice sounded out of nowhere.

And on that huge mirror, the position that originally belonged to Earl Dawn was replaced by a strange woman.

She is the complete opposite of Count Dawn.

Count Dawn's hair was black, while the woman's hair was white; his hair was very sparse, while the woman's hair was waist-length; he was short and had a big belly, while the woman had a great figure, and her height and body were as tall as an elf.

And most importantly, her skin is brown, the whites of her eyes are black, but the position of her irises is golden pupils, which are opposite to Count Dawn's blue eyes.

Apart from that, her attire was almost identical to that of Earl Dawn—just symmetrical on the left and right and in opposite colors.

"Did anything happen outside today?"

Earl Dawn asked casually, holding Christina and sitting on the bed.

Christina opened her eyes wide and tensed up. She stared at herself in the mirror, also being held by a woman, and for a moment she felt a strong sense of confusion.

"It really does."

The woman in the mirror replied: "There was a murder at the White Pigeon Opera House. Viscount Conlai was the murderer. He killed several blood servants."

"Oh? What's wrong with him... because of that ritual?"

"should be."

The woman in the mirror suddenly replied: "Viscount Conlai is here to see you, do you want to see him?" "Yes, let him in."

Earl Dawn thought for a while, then said casually: "It's just to give his 'parents' some face."

He had just finished speaking when suddenly the surface of a full-length mirror turned black - that was the color of the night outside.

A blond man, who seemed to have just taken a shower, with moisture still steaming from his body and his hair not completely dry, strode in.

He was wearing a fluffy, fuzzy tan smoking jacket and rushed in hastily, reeking of cigarettes.

At this time, Count Dawn was stripping Christina of her clothes.

She didn't react at first, and even hugged Earl Dawn.

But when she saw a stranger suddenly break into the room, she suddenly resisted fiercely: "No, Lord Earl, wait..."

Snapped--

Count Dawn slapped her loudly on the face, and for a moment Christina seemed to have lost power or crashed, and there was no movement at all.

Viscount Conley just glanced at her and then completely ignored her, as if she was just a decoration in the room.

He just said hurriedly: "My Lord Count - my 'father' is the Count of Leipzig!"

"Hmm? So?"

Earl Dawn said casually.

Because the yellow skirt was too complicated to take off, he impatiently pulled it lightly.

It was like countless invisible blades slashing at the same time, and it turned into rags in an instant. The light yellow cloth flew away like butterflies, but Christina remained motionless, as if her soul had been taken away.

"Even if you want to hold a grand ceremony, you should at least avoid me!"

Viscount Conlai's words were very aggressive.

His eyes burned with fearless anger: "Although my 'father' is not in Leipzig for the time being, this is no excuse for you to play around with his city -"

"Oh, so what?"

Lord Dawn still did not react.

He just looked up at Viscount Kanglai arrogantly, his eyes showing undisguised sneer and disdain: "Even your 'father' wouldn't dare to speak to me like this."

"I was protecting Leipzig for him, and you were destroying Leipzig."

"Your way of protecting Leipzig is to kill people in public? Respect our rules of the game, young man."

"It's not because you—"

Viscount Conlai's voice became louder and louder, and the anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

--Snapped.

Lord Dawn suddenly snapped his fingers.

In an instant, Viscount Kanglai disappeared.

He was trapped in the mirror he came from, and then he was tied up in the mirror and hung upside down from the ceiling.

At this time, Earl Dawn said slowly: "First, it's really not me. The ceremony related to 'rage' outside is too ostentatious and not my style.

"I am busy with my ritual... Look, fine fallen soul."

Count Dawn pinched Christina's chin and said, "This is the ceremony I prepared."

Her eyes were lifeless, and she looked like a puppet. The slap just now had knocked her soul right out of her body.

If you use spiritual vision, you can see that there are many women's souls piled on the bed. They are imprisoned on the bed, and their transparent lavender bodies are shouting silently.

Under the huge round bed, there was actually a ritual formation that sealed the soul!

“Second, I was busy preparing my ritual because your father and his stupid father wanted to deal with me.

"Third... who gave you permission to talk to me like that?"

In an instant, Viscount Conlai in the mirror was torn apart by countless invisible blades, and then he turned into ashes, reassembled, and was torn apart again.

——At this moment, the woman in the mirror suddenly said, "Someone is coming outside, saying that they have brought a gift from Count Leipzig..."

"……oh?"

Count Dawn paused, a little surprised: "So fast? Is it a coincidence?
"…Forget it, let's just give him some face. There's no need to tear each other apart."

He stopped killing Viscount Conley and threw the soulless Christina on the bed like waste: "Bring the gift in first, let me see - by the way, what is the gift?"

"It's an ice sculpture of a girl shining with colorful rainbow lights. I think it's okay. It's quite artistic. I haven't seen it before."

"You haven't seen it either? It's interesting. Bring it in and let me have a look."

Lord Dawn became interested.

(End of this chapter)