He was stunned for two or three seconds.
Not only Liz, but also Lake beside her, who originally planned to watch a scene where the villainous daughter-in-law mocked the country bumpkin mage.
At this time, the guest mage of the Thistle family looked at the count's daughter, Miss Liz, whom he had been thinking about all night, and the hands held together by Vivian, as if she had been petrified.
The other side, finally.
The blankness in her brain gradually disappeared, and she felt the delicate touch and temperature coming from the palm of her hand, which she had not experienced for a long time.
Liz then came back to her senses and realized what had happened.
Immediately afterwards.
"You...what are you doing!!" The earl's daughter blushed instantly.
Liz was shy, but also had a deeper fear and fear of something. The girl quickly withdrew her palm from Vivian's little hand.
"Ah, yes... I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I... I was a little too happy for a moment... Well... I'm sorry..."
It seemed that she had come to her senses and realized what she had done subconsciously. Vivian immediately transformed into a ruthless apology machine again.
"You...you!" This time, Liz didn't accuse Vivian of always saying sorry.
She was so angry now that she didn't even know what to say. A small part of her anger was towards Vivian, but most of it was towards herself.
Butler Robert was pretending to be blind at this time, with a kind face. He knew that for some reason, his young lady actually lacked companionship.
Oh, of course, if Vivian were a male, it would not be kind, but cruel. Robert could guarantee that Vivian would not be able to walk out of the castle alive today.
Fortunately, in such an embarrassing situation.
A cheerful voice came from the top of the castle building, breaking the awkwardness.
"Huh? Robert! I asked why there is so much excitement downstairs, and it turns out it's you. Haha, what a coincidence. I was also trying to estimate the time. It's time for you to arrive, and I'm getting ready to go downstairs to greet you!"
A tall, handsome man wearing a black tuxedo came down the stairs.
After seeing this man, Butler Robert and the mage Lake next to him immediately bowed respectfully and greeted:
"My Lord Count."
Vivian also reacted at this time and quickly followed suit.
"Hey! How many times have I told you that in our own home, we don't have to follow the pedantic practices of other nobles."
Earl Thistle waved his hand, his face seemed to be filled with helplessness.
Compared to the other three, Liz, as her biological daughter, is much more relaxed.
"Father!" The girl happily walked directly into Earl Thistle's arms.
The earl also picked up his daughter with a smile on his face and spun her around in the air before putting her down.
Then while stroking Liz's beautiful blond hair, she joked with emotion:
"We, Liz, have really grown up. Father can hardly hold you anymore!"
"No... no! I've obviously been losing weight recently!"
As soon as the eldest lady finished speaking, she saw the earl's evil smile and immediately reacted and blushed again.
"Hmph! Ignore you!"
"Hahaha... Huh?" Earl Thistle was still immersed in the interaction with his daughter, but suddenly, his straight nose moved a few times unnoticeably to others.
In an instant, a strange look flashed from the earl's eyes, and then, the earl immediately focused his attention on somewhere on Liz's legs.
"Are you injured?" Earl Thistle squatted down and moved the hem of Liz's skirt that deliberately covered the wound, pretending to have discovered it accidentally.
"Ah...it's just that I scratched it accidentally and the skin was slightly broken. It's okay, dad."
Liz obviously didn't expect that her father could notice such a small wound, so she panicked and wanted to cover the wound again.
but...
"That's it..."
Earl Thistle nodded and said nothing more.
But he held down Liz's twisting body. Then, the Earl quickly took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and then gently wiped his daughter's wound.
Wiping the small amount of untreated blood from the wound onto the handkerchief, the originally white handkerchief suddenly showed a few bright red spots in the center.
"Well, that's good. I don't want my baby girl to have scars."
Earl Thistle stood up with a smile on his face again. When Butler Robert wanted to speak and throw away the bloodstained and soiled handkerchief, he took it back without leaving any trace. In arms.
"Father, you are serious, I am not a child anymore..."
Liz hurriedly adjusted her skirt with relief, and kept muttering complainingly, as if she felt that there were so many outsiders watching, and her father was too doting on her.
"Robert, do you see, I am being disliked? Hey, I remember when Liz was still young, I..."
"Father!!"
Seeing that Earl Thistle was about to say something even more shameful, Liz was so angry that she stamped her foot.
"Haha, okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, ah! It's so rude, Liz blames you, I almost forgot, we have a distinguished guest here."
The tall and straight count finally set his sights on the little girl at this time.
"It's...Miss Vivian, right?"
"About you, Robert asked Lake to send me a magical message. On behalf of the Thistle family, I am honored that you can come to our castle as a guest."
Earl Thistle spoke in a sincere tone, while also making a standard aristocratic gesture and extending his hand to Vivian in a friendly manner.
"Where...where, it should be...it should be that I am very grateful to Mr. Robert for inviting me." Vivian kept shaking her head, and at the same time shook hands with the count as if she was flattered.
Time has not left much wear and tear on Earl Thistle. Instead, it has added a lot of maturity. Coupled with the cheerful and easy-going character shown in his every move just now, it is difficult not to make people feel... Good impression.
At least for Vivian, it completely changed the girl's original imagination of what aristocratic men in big cities look like.
"Haha, okay, let's stop standing in the corridor."
"Robert, please take them all to my study first. I have asked the servants to prepare tea in advance."
Looking at her instructions, Vivian and the others followed Robert up the stairs and disappeared behind the figure upstairs.
The rich expression on Earl Thistle's face quickly faded into nothingness.
He put his hand on his chest, and his palms seemed to be shaking uncontrollably.
Finally, it seemed like I couldn't bear it anymore.
After the earl's figure flashed into the bathroom in the adjacent corridor, he staggered into the door and locked it tightly with his backhand.
Next, the count carefully took out the blood-stained handkerchief from his arms with trembling hands as if he were a treasure.
"Ah...Lise..."
"It's just a little bit worse, just a little bit worse..."
"I have already felt it. In the forest to the north, our real god has already made a move and sent his envoys to this land. They are moving, moving! I have a premonition...I will be there soon, right away! I can meet my compatriots, they are coming to Huodian City soon!"
"Originally, I thought I would have to wait a few more months, but if I can take this opportunity to contact the divine envoy, and with the help of the divine envoy, I can improve and refine my divinity, then...then..."
"Liz, my dear daughter, you are half of your mother's flesh and blood, your mother's talents, and your abilities will all be mine, all mine, hahahahaha!!!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Sitting on the toilet, Earl Thistle covered his crazily twisted face with a handkerchief.
He blocked the tip of his nose with Lizi's blood and kept taking deep breaths.
At the same time, behind the earl, countless shadowy shadows of dark hands symbolizing the fall into the abyss seemed to spread out. They also followed the earl's body, twisting and swaying together.
However.
This state of affairs ended abruptly the next moment.
Because all of a sudden, all the dark hands behind the count seemed to have noticed something, and they suddenly stopped all activities and pointed to another bathroom compartment on the left.
Immediately afterwards, a creepy and terrifying aura erupted from Count Thistle's body in vain.
"who!"
He did not choose to rush out, but violently broke the mezzanine between the two compartments.
But...
Not only the other stalls, but also the entire bathroom was empty except for him. There seemed to be no one else.
Earl Thistle's face was terrifyingly gloomy.
