275 Wash Away the Black River (2/2)
He was just running errands for Hyakume, not giving up his life! So what if he could not deal with Holmes this time? He would wait for the youth to be alone. Why must he fight something as strange as the Ripper?
”See you next time, Mr. Holmes,” he chuckled. The ground beneath his feet rumbled. A giant snake opened its mouth and swallowed him. Then the snake returned into the mud and disappeared.
In the distance, the Elizabeth Tower remained standing. When the three hands of the clock joined at the top, an eerie bell rang. It resounded in the again-silent city.
Midnight had arrived.
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In the dungeon, the surging dark aura disappeared quickly. Naberius thought that the Ripper had recovered her original state. Actually, she was completely spent after Ye Qingxuan’s cure of sacrificing themselves to destroy the enemy.
Sensing that the animosity was gone, she closed her eyes and fell unconscious. Ye Qingxuan sat down. There was no part of his body that did not hurt. Thankfully, he still had many lifesaving medicines that he had swiped from Lola. After all, Lola had money and taking all the drugs was just like Lola drinking his blood.
But now…what was he supposed to do?
He looked down at the girl sleeping beside him. The Ripper…he could not connect the crazy psychotic killer with this girl. They were too different.
Possessed by her uncontrollable power, the darkness in her heart had been enlarged continuously. If she woke up now, she would realize that her long dress had been dyed red by blood. She would wake up from a nap to find herself dyed red by the blood of innocent victims. This nightmare had haunted her day and night. Was she still in a nightmare now?
Ye Qingxuan tidied the messy hair on her forehead. His fingertip accidentally grazed her skin. Soft crying sounded in his ears. This was the side effect of coherence.
He sighed and laid his jacket on her. He could see the seemingly familiar and beautiful face behind the torn veil. There were tear stains by her eyes. The coldness and arrogance were gone. All that remained was fragility and loneliness.
Stunned, Ye Qingxuan lightly brushed a teardrop away. ”Princess Mary, you’re so weak,” he murmured. ”The curse has been lifted. Dream well.”
After a long while, the youth walked out of the dungeon and closed the door for the sleeping princess. He disappeared in the mist.
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When the midnight bell rang, all the clocks and watches in the clock shop rang in unison. The man gorging before the window finally stopped. He sucked on the sauce on his fingers, enjoying the aftertaste of the stewed pork he had just eaten, and moaned happily. He had probably gained ten pounds but who cared? Hermes did not.
Now, he was nothing like the frail and eerily beautiful boy from a few months ago. After growing ten centimeters taller, he had also gained at least thirty pounds. It seemed…he had aged a lot. He was a twenty-something man now…uh, a fat man.
It was not a problem that he could no longer wear his old clothes. The best tailors visited every day to measure him and make customized clothes.
After loosening his belt, he realized that he could keep eating so he happily rang the bell beside him. The servant quickly sprinted away. Ten minutes later, another hot and steaming feast was brought over. He could eat another meal. How great!
”Bai Xi, want some midnight snacks?” He glanced at the girl sitting behind the counter.
Bai Xi raised her head and glanced at him. ”No need. Teacher, please enjoy your food. I hope you die of obesity soon.”
”Youths shouldn’t be picky eaters!” Hermes’s smile seemed more honest after he became fat. ”You’re still growing. What if you lack nutrients and grow up like a stick? You won’t even get married.”
A dagger suddenly landed on the table, cutting him off. His expression grew helpless. Hitting his forehead, he nodded and said, ”Since we have time, why don’t I give you a history lesson?” Without waiting for Bai Xi’s reply, he went with his own ideas and said, ”Bai Xi, did you know that King Arthur actually passed down his lineage?”