HBWnovel Chapter 9 9
Chapter 9 9
Ferid hummed a somewhat familiar tune, almost happily walking at the head of the group.The remaining three obviously didn't share his good mood. Crowley wore his usual bored expression, Margaret was still glaring at the two blasphemous "cock-prickers", and Neil was very preoccupied. He looked like hanging his head down.
"What's the matter? What's the matter? Everyone has a serious expression on their faces? Be happy when you come out to hunt for treasure~" Ferid stopped suddenly, opened his arms and said to the few people behind him in an exaggerated tone like an aria.
Crowley sighed, glanced at the seemingly endless aisle before and after, and murmured: "Actually, we never wanted to go treasure hunting."
"Hey! Is that so?" Ferid lowered his arms, his eyes widened pretentiously, and if Crowley read it right, he even showed a bit of sadness like a child being robbed of candy.
Margaret shook her head, gritted her teeth and said in a disgusted tone: "I really don't know why you can still laugh in such a place full of corpses?"
"Why can't you laugh?" Ferid laughed even more when he heard the words, the arc of the corner of his mouth twisted into a cold and malicious line, "After all, you don't treat the natives here as the same human beings at all, do you? Did you feel bad when you killed an animal?"
Margaret couldn't help taking a step back, and her face became ugly.
"Isn't that too much to say?" Neil suddenly interposed between the two, blocking the sight of the silver-haired vampire's pressing question.
"Oh, I haven't heard you speak for a long time." With red eyes turning slightly, Ferid cast his eyes on the pirate leader with interest, tilted his head and asked in a pointed tone, "Speaking of which, you were a pirate before you became a pirate." Aren’t you also an explorer who came to the New World? Haven’t you killed one or two natives who believed in heresy?”
"I..." Neil opened his mouth, but couldn't speak a complete sentence, with a paleness similar to Margaret's on his face.
Not interested in continuing to watch Ferid bully these two poor people, Crowley shook his head in pity and started to move on, but was interrupted by Ferid's voice.
"Ah, wait, Crowley," the silver-haired vampire called out, "There's another trap ahead."
"Huh?" Crowley was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that Ferid would remind himself kindly.
Taking the time to look at the treasure map, Ferid continued: "The floor tiles in front are counted from here. If you step on an odd number of tiles, the trap will be triggered, so be careful."
It didn't sound suspicious, except that Crowley didn't believe the other party's words at all.He swept across the floor tiles in front of him, raised the corners of his lips, and while stepping towards the even-numbered squares, he said, "I think it's the other way around. I've been tricked by you all the way, and I won't..."
However, before he finished speaking, Crowley felt a sudden void under his feet, and the entire floor tile was turned over to reveal the deep darkness underneath.
"Crowley!"
Hearing Ferid's yell, Crowley had no time to care about him, and reached out and grabbed the edge of the trap before he fell completely.However, in the next second, Ferid's soles stepped on his fingers clinging to the ground, and the silver-haired vampire jumped towards Crowley, pretending to come to help.
"Wuah——" screamed incessantly, Crowley fell straight into the dark abyss under Ferid's pressure, and before he was about to touch the ground, he saw spikes covering the entire space.
"What..." Crowley subconsciously touched the sword at his waist, trying to use the blade to avoid the spikes, but he found that his right hand was firmly pressed by Ferid's side, "Ferrid ,you……"
With a muffled sound, all the spikes of the nail plate sank into Crory's back, piercing him like a prey to show off.Even the vampire's dull pain sense still felt a sharp pain like being scorched by fire. Crowley groaned and tried to get up from the nail board.However, Ferid seemed to have other ideas. The silver-haired vampire who landed on Crowley later used the former as a cushion and was unscathed. At this moment, he was still lying on Crowley's body like a heavy weight, unwilling to get up. .
"Fried, can you get up? This hurts..." Crowley asked as he coughed out a mouthful of blood in his lungs.
Ferid got up slowly, but just changed his position and knelt on Crowley's chest, and said casually: "No, because there are spikes here, I have no place to stand."
The change of weight made the pain more severe, and Crowley groaned and panted, "You... bullied me again..."
"Where did I bully you? I told you that the floor tiles there should not be stepped on, but you just didn't listen. I was imprisoned here to save you." Ferid was actually filled with righteous indignation.
"Ha...cough..." Crowley wanted to sneer, but only let more blood rush to his throat, and he calmed down for a moment before he asked, "Then what exactly do you want?"
"Say you're wrong." Ferid tilted his head and smiled viciously.
"...I was wrong." Crowley was silent for a moment, and whispered reluctantly.
But Ferid still didn't give up, narrowed his eyes slightly and said critically: "Not sincere enough."
Crowley took a deep breath, even though it caused another burst of pain in his pierced lungs, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
"..." Ferid just smiled and looked down at him condescendingly.
Crowley closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he softened his tone and pleaded weakly, "Please..."
Ferid curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and leaned down to lick the blood spilling from the corner of Crowley's mouth.Crowley didn't fight back, and in fact he couldn't move.After licking the blood from the corner of Crowley's mouth, Ferid dissatisfiedly opened the other's jaw, sucked greedily, and swallowed the blood that spilled from Crowley's scarred internal organs into his mouth drop by drop.
The vampire's instinct was about to move, Crowley turned his head to avoid Ferid's sucking, and urged again: "Get up quickly, I'm a little hungry."
It seemed that Ferid was finally satisfied, and slowly got up from Crowley, standing lightly on the sharp spikes, looking down at the panting red-haired vampire, "Okay, this time I'll let you go first."
Ferid broke a few spikes and cleared a space under his feet, then stretched out his hand and pulled Crory, who was firmly pinned by the nail board, up.The wound caused by the spike had already healed as soon as it left the nail plate, but the sticky blood covered the clothes and the holes in the back of the clothes made Crowley still frown slightly in disgust.
"Ah, the clothes are all dirty." Looking down at himself, Crowley grumbled.Ferid just looked at him with a smile, as if he was not the culprit.
Looking around the small space, Crowley found that this was a trap for sifting the victims. They had nowhere to go but climbed up the high wall and returned to the place where they fell, "Really, this makes the How can I explain it to those two humans? Ah, forget it, I'd better eat the reserve food first."
"No~ok~, not over there," Ferid grabbed Crowley and pouted towards the direction behind them, "punctured the wall over there."
"what?"
"Quick!" Without giving Crowley any time to hesitate, the silver-haired vampire urged.
Crowley raised his eyebrows, suppressed his doubts, pulled out his saber, and swung it in the direction Ferid pointed at.The wall collapsed under the blow of strong wind, revealing a larger space behind it.
"Here is it?" Crowley raised his eyebrows as he saw a passage leading to where he didn't know.
Ferid clasped his palms together and cheered excitedly: "Oh! It seems that we have found a shortcut and we can reach the finish line first!"
At this time, Crowley grabbed Ferid, who was about to take a step, and pressed him against the wall, "I'll talk about shortcuts later. I'm hungry, so you have to pay me."