I, the sinner, will never die on the guillotine

Chapter 159 That's the proof that she indulged him

It is widely rumored that the head of the Mayer Chamber of Commerce has close ties with Prince Louis.

The relationship between the two was so good that if Prince Louis wanted to eat the food of the Sapphire Dragon Clan (referring to Chinese food), Mayer would open a restaurant specifically for him.

Prince Louis likes desserts, so Mayer would specially hire chefs to create new desserts.

Now even Prince Louis knows the identity of Master Yufeng and what she is going to do.

This relationship is not ordinary.

You know, most of the time, Master Yufeng would hide his identity.

They are different from the Church of the God of Glory and Justice.

The Church of Glory has a large number of members, many experts, and has been committed to combating evil for many years.

——Sometimes they even hope that evil people will come to their doorstep and cause trouble.

How great it would be to be able to uphold justice and to receive rewards from the gods for punishing evil and promoting good.

But Master Yufeng is different.

Due to the restrictions of the oath, the maximum number of Jade Phoenix mages is only 13.

Considering that there may be 2-4 Jade Phoenix Mages who have not yet grown to their limits, even if all the remaining members are at the paragon level or above, the number of strong ones is still too small.

The Jade Phoenix Alliance could not withstand the heavy loss of personnel.

In addition, half of the Jade Phoenix Masters come from various countries. The Jade Phoenix Master’s philosophy is countryless, but the Jade Phoenix Masters have national boundaries.

Who can guarantee that there will be no problems internally?
Duke Williams knew the Jade Phoenix mages of his old rival next door too well. Even now that the Jade Phoenix Alliance was in a state of solidarity, these mages kept themselves well hidden.

But now there is a Master Yufeng who hides nothing from Louis.

This kind of relationship...

hiss!
Although Prince Louis and Mr. Mayer achieved mutual success.

But don't forget, Mr. Meyer is a dragon.

Behind Mr. Meyer are two legendary sapphire dragons.

Now it has been recognized by the Grand Speaker of the Council of Sages.

What is this concept?
With 3 legends supporting behind the scenes, this background is incredible.

Then Duke Williams smiled more sincerely.

The chief may be right in saying that he wants to satisfy Mr. Meyer.

Prince Louis and Mr. Mayer are now each other's trump cards.

Only Beatrice, who knew the truth, was laughing secretly.

Who would have thought that there is such a BUG ability as "True Mask" in this world?

……

After the banquet.

Louis and his companion got on the carriage for the return journey.

Louis sat in the corner of the carriage, and Beatrice leaned against him somewhat lazily.

The light from the magic lamp outside the carriage fell on her in patches.

On the way back, Xi and William were both driving the carriage outside, and they were the only ones alone in the spacious carriage.

Beatrice turned slightly and rested her head on Louis' shoulder.

Compared to when he first met her, the way they interacted now was less cold and more intimate.

However, the two of them are still a little awkward. Although they got married before falling in love, and their daily interactions are basically the same as those of lovers, there is still some restraint in their words and actions.

Or rather... this is a privilege only for young people.

"I have to go to the National Royal Knight Academy tomorrow, so I may not be able to spare much time the whole day..."

Beatrice nodded.

But her eyes inevitably dimmed a little.

She buried her head in Louis' neck somewhat unwillingly, and bit his neck slowly with her fangs, as if venting her anger.

She loved the smell of Louis.

It wasn't because of any perfume he used, but the smell of the alchemical potion that remained on his body after he bathed.

Leaning against him, I could feel the youth’s energy.

It's like the orange-flavored sparkling water I drank to the sound of cicadas at sunrise that summer.

She snorted and said:

"I have replenished my energy. I still have to fight a tough battle with those damn politicians tomorrow."

Louis was tickled by her breath, and reached out to gently push aside her hair:

"Aren't you afraid that I'll treat you as my main meal?"

Young people are always full of vigor and vitality, and Beatrice is like an apple with the alluring aroma.

After all this procrastination, it wasn't just his face that was hot.

Do it when you think of it.

Louis leaned forward slightly, confining her in a small space, and gently tasted her thin lips.

Looking at the boy's eyes that sparkled like stars, Beatrice subconsciously immersed herself in them and for a moment was unable to refuse.

So Louis got what he wanted and gently bit those cold lips.

It's very cold in January.

But their breath was hot.

After a while, Beatrice reacted, gently pushed his chest and said:
"They're still outside."

Louis smiled with his little fangs showing, and his tail swayed gently behind him.

Now he looks more like a little devil.

"Beatrice, don't you like it?"

There was some sadness in his eyes.

Act.

Beatrice also knew that he was acting.

But she still said subconsciously:
"I just feel a little embarrassed."

She could hear her heartbeat in her chest.

This kind of thing is still too exciting for her.

Not to mention there are people outside.

She has always been seen as a cold and cruel imperial princess in the eyes of outsiders. When dealing with her enemies, she is as ruthless as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

She has always thought so.

But in front of Louis, she really couldn't maintain her composure.

That feeling is hard to describe.

She wanted to get closer to him, and closer to him. But she always felt that this was not decent enough, so she kept struggling with it, and turned the relationship between the two of them into a "provocation" against him.

Don't tell me yet.

After receiving Louis' counterattack, she became even happier.

When Louis heard her say this, a hint of evil amusement flashed through his mind.

"Is it just because you're embarrassed?"

Beatrice nodded.

After all, she is a princess and has been subject to a lot of restrictions over the years.

Expecting her to completely relax is somewhat putting it in a difficult position.

Louis whispered, "I have a way to make you less embarrassed."

Beatrice raised her head.

Then she saw Louis' malicious smile.

It was obvious that this bad guy was thinking about something very bad again.

but……

"Ah."

Her voice was lower than the sound of a mosquito flying by.

Louis hummed in contentment and reached out to untie the dimensional bag on his tail.

Beatrice secretly looked at him and saw him take off the dimensional bag she had specially customized. She said with a little unhappiness:
"Why do you want to take it down?"

This was proof that he belonged to her.

Louis gently folded up the dimensional bag.

This thing is more like a long strip of cloth than a dimensional bag.

His fingertips lightly traced the name on the cloth strip, and he smiled and said:
"It's okay, just for now. This is a good way to relieve your tension."

Beatrice hesitated, but did not refuse.

So Louis gently wrapped the ribbon around Beatrice's eyes.

Beatrice stiffened a little, and said subconsciously:
"Do not believe."

But Louis leaned gently on her neck, slowly savoring Beatrice's scent and said:
"I think it's okay, Beatrice. Now that you can't see it, you won't be so shy."

Beatrice felt his breath, and her body seemed to heat up.

"Okay." Louis said softly.

Beatrice's voice trembled a little:
"No."

So Louis bit her gently.

Instinctively activated [Energy Absorption].

She felt something being extracted from her body, and the subtle sensation made her blood boil.

But it only lasted half a second before the pleasure of being taken away stopped.

Louis continued, “Is it okay?”

"No, no." There seemed to be a hint of crying in her voice.

It's not that I'm sad, but that I can't control myself.

She felt like she wasn't herself anymore.

Louis' eyes darkened when he heard the voice, so he moved away a little.

Feeling the familiar warmth leaving her body, her uneasy heart calmed down a little, but she also felt a little lost.

Perhaps because she was blindfolded and couldn't see him, she was a little anxious but lowered her voice and shouted:
"Louis..."

The next moment, she felt herself falling into his arms.

Louis cunningly released the restrictions on energy absorption. As he repeatedly tasted the taste of the lipstick, absorbing energy again and again, Beatrice felt like her whole body was going to go limp.

But... she doesn't hate it.

Yes.

She could feel that if she just pushed Louis down gently, she could push this bad guy away.

But... she couldn't bear to do it.

So when Louis stopped, she had already slumped in her seat.

"Want me to stay with you tomorrow night?"

Louis is not a fool.

How could I not know why Beatrice was unhappy just now?

Although this trip to Tunisia was not a real honeymoon, the little swan had been making so much noise over there that it would be strange if she didn't have any thoughts in her mind.

Beatrice said nothing.

He seemed to be ashamed of his behavior just now.

She doesn't have the dignity of a princess at all.

Even though she couldn't see it, she still reached out and carefully moved her hand up Louis' clothes.

Finally, her hands rested on Louis' face, gently groping him again and again, as if trying to outline his appearance in this way.

She showed her true thoughts through her actions.

Louis gently touched her forehead and said:

"Cats will expose their bellies if they want to be petted by their owners. If they want to accompany you tomorrow, the schedule and workload that needs to be adjusted will be a bit too much."

"Beatrice, when the time comes I'll come here exhausted. Have you figured out how to compensate me?"

Beatrice said somewhat shyly:
"No, it's too fast."

As for what "no" she meant, who knows.

Louis' hands slid gently over her body:

"But I just want a hug and a kiss from my fiancée, is that really not possible?"

“No… eh?”

Louis smiled devilishly, "Really?"

"..."

Beatrice opened her mouth slightly, and finally said honestly:
"Row."

"Now I have to work overtime tomorrow."

Louis gently took off the dimensional bag.

Beatrice didn't dare to look up at him, but just took the dimensional bag and tied it to his tail again.