What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 90-89- Send you the blade, the famous painting under the moonlight
The tiring but fulfilling day finally came to an end.

After Duomi took a shower, he lay on the bed in a big posture, found the small gift box that Shia had given him, and looked through it left and right.

The small dark gold gift box is quite heavy, about the size of a bull four-pin socket, and the packaging and texture are quite exquisite. I don’t know what is inside that is worthy of such a gift box.

Just open it and take a look.

As Domi opened it, he thought that Shia wasn't that torturous. At least there was a reward after the work was done, so it was even.

"Let me see what's inside..."

The moment he opened the lid, the soul-devouring energy in his body boiled suddenly, as if he was attracted by something. If he hadn't controlled it in time, part of it would have been sucked away.

"A fragment of a broken blade? A weapon once used by the Soul Eater?"

The blade fragment that looks like a long knife can cause his energy to surge. Then its owner must be such a powerful soul eater...

Wait... No!
Now is not the time to think about this!
Why would Sia give this thing to him?
It is recorded in the Soul Eater training manual that Carlos gave him that future generations of Soul Eaters can benefit from the objects left by their predecessors that contain their power.

This blade is one of them.

A thing that is exclusive to the Soul Eater and can only be used by the Soul Eater. Sia gave it to him. Doesn't that mean that Sia knew that she was actually a Soul Eater? !

How can this be?

Only Carlos and himself should know about this... Could it be that Carlos told Cappe, and then Cappe told Sia?
It was not in line with Carlos's style, and it was obviously something he had brought with him when he left the Imperial Capital.

After being ruled out in this way, there is only one possibility left - that is, Shia determined that he was the Soul Eater through her own judgment!
Otherwise, I would not have given him something of such symbolic significance directly.

Starting to extrapolate from here, Duomi felt that what Sia said before about being "interested in ancient knowledge" was half true and half false, or there was another meaning hidden in it.

That's why she looked at her desire to learn the 'Plug-in Magic Reserve Crest' like a bystander, observing her attitude, details and results.

Because Shia guessed that she was a soul eater and took advantage of his desire to use magic despite being unable to use it.

The mistake was exposed when I bought the Book of Heraldry, so I found some time alone and made the decisive move of 'Gift Box'!
Why don't you ask her about the gift box and pretend nothing happened?

This is not how you should behave when receiving an unknown gift.

Asking her face to face what it is is like putting a sheep in the tiger's mouth. She has many ways to prove that she is a soul eater. Refusing to cooperate is a sign of guilty conscience, which is equivalent to a disguised admission...

So in the end, I had to find her again.

"Awesome... really amazing..."

So, Duomi got up again and left the comfortable big bed.

At this time, most of the magic lights in the castle had been extinguished. Only a few lights in the corridor were still on. It was a bit desolate and scary, but he didn't think much about it at all. His mind was now full of Sia.

He quickly came to the door of the guest room where Sia was and knocked: "Hey Sia, it's me, open the door!"

A faint voice came from inside: "Didn't I say I was asleep... If you don't come early, you won't come late, but you come at this time... Don't open, get out of here."

No matter how many times Duomi knocked, there was no response.

"Tsk... It seems we have to use some unconventional means."

At this time, the windows were open, and the outside wind blew into the corridor, pointing out a clear path for Duomi.

To say which generation of protagonists in Assassin's Creed has the best life, it must be the Great Revolution. At that time, the outside of the buildings was full of protrusions, window edge protrusions, balcony protrusions, carved protrusions, and various places that were obviously climbable.So, Duomi relied on his super physical fitness and shadow flow movement skills to climb up to the balcony outside Sia's room without any effort.

The door between the room and the balcony was closed and locked, but that didn't bother him.

He quickly went back to his room to get a few paper clips, and then came back. Relying on the experience of playing "Dying Light" in his previous life, he only used three paper clips to pick the door lock.

The door opened with a creak, and Sia, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound, and sat up like a carp...

The thief who 'smuggled' in and the girl in the boudoir looked at each other. The bright moonlight shone through the glass on Sia's face and between them, forming a world-famous painting.

Shia was stunned because she didn't expect that Duomi didn't give up, but used this method to force his way in. There was no movement for such a long time, and she thought that Duomi had given up and wanted to ask again tomorrow. She didn't expect that it would happen like this. One out.

The main reason why Domi was stunned was that half of the only white suspender dress on Shia's body fell off due to clumsy shoulders, sudden erection, etc., resulting in... ahem, what... (I don't want to enter) small dark room)

[Villain value +500]

[Villain value +500]

[Villain value +500]

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After a moment of daze, Sia's face turned red like a ripe apple, and she covered her chest with both hands. Thinking that something was wrong, she pulled the quilt to block it, feeling shy and angry:
"You, you, you, you...you are so brave!"

Duomi also blushed and glanced at him, pretending not to see it.

"Sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't see anything. I was too impatient just now. I will make it right next time..."

"Dare to have a next time?!"

Domi's harsh remarks made Shia so angry that she almost cried.

After some 'friendly' negotiations, Domi was forced to squat in the corner with his head in his hands, his back to Sia.

"If you have anything to do, just tell me quickly. I don't even know what time it is. If you don't go to bed, I still have to go to bed!"

Duomi received permission and asked directly:
"That blade, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? You Soul Eaters should know how to use it."

"What is a Soul Eater? Although I have studied three years less than you, you can't frame me like this? Fortunately, I helped you tidy up your room for more than an hour..."

Xia smiled coldly: "Pretend to be stupid and ask questions knowingly. Stop pretending. I know you are a soul eater."

"It's not Shia. Don't come up and put an unwarranted hat on my head. You haven't explained what a Soul Eater is. How do I know if I am one?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, show me a shadow magic, just the simplest one...invisibility! I know the spells, do you want me to teach you?"

Domi couldn't pretend anymore. He hadn't learned the Book of Heraldry yet, he didn't have any magic power in his body, and he couldn't use the invisibility technique at all.

"Okay, I admit defeat...but I have two questions for you."

"Okay, but I can only answer you one question."

"How do you know that I am a Soul Eater? No one else knows about this except father and me."

(End of this chapter)