Chapter 36

Chapter 36

It can be said that Raphael and Fred's worries are completely superfluous. They forget that they also have a good helper - Ayr.

In the castle, Aier had already taken the screaming Dorothy out of the hands of the guys and jumped out of the window.

"Aier...Sister Aier..." Dorothy opened her eyes and saw that Aier's fangs were full of teeth, and she was a little afraid to avoid her.

"Don't move, if you don't want to die." Ayle sighed gently, "I won't hurt you, just to return Raphael's favor."

Dorothy didn't understand this matter more and more. She looked at Ayr's eyes confusedly, as if she were asking. Now

"I only know a little about this matter. If you want to know something from me, it's just a fantasy. You might as well ask Raphael directly." Aier fell to the ground steadily and put Dorothy down. "I think they must be on the way to save you now."

"Your answer is really good." Marian's deep laughter came from behind him, "But I'll twist your head off before they come over!"

Immediately, two werewolves rushed up. Aier couldn't help retreating back and said to Dorothy in an almost inaudible voice, "Run!"

Dorothy's mind was blank. Her legs were weak, but she didn't want to die. She turned her head and began to run, running like life, even if tears had flowed out of her eyes.

Why? Why did this happen? Dorothy ran, and her center of gravity was unstable and fell on the soft snow.

"Yo, Dorothy." Marian didn't know when she came to Dorothy. "Is it very tired to run?"

"Uncle Marian..." Dorothy trembled and raised her upper body with her hands. Her face and body were covered with snowflakes, and her snow-white face became dirty.

"Doris, I will eat you, but don't be afraid, because I won't hurt you." Marian squatted down and gently wiped the snow stains off Dorothy's face with his own hands. "However, I will still tell you what I know. I'm not as deceptive as Raphael. You just need to listen quietly."

Dorothy sobbed twice like a kitten, and tears flowed down again. She knew in her heart that Raphael and Fred would not hurt her, but she couldn't help but want to escape the real situation of the whole thing. She didn't want to believe it, and she didn't want it at all.

"Whether you believe it or not, Raphael is a demon. It is because he saved you that we have always wanted to catch you and eat you, so that we can prove that we werewolves are no worse than demons. It's a pity that you are regarded as a bet between us. But it seems that Raphael and Fred treat you very attentively and don't care about what we think about the stakes at all. Having said so much, in fact, there is only one most important word, that is - I'm sorry, your birthday will be your sacrifice day!" With that, Marian rushed up fiercely, and with his shiny hair, he looked more like a wild wolf.

Dorothy cried helplessly, raised her arm and waved it subconsciously, but was roared by an angry voice: "It's me, Dorothy, I'm Fred!"

Dorothy put down her arm and stared at Fred in front of him. Marian's sharp fangs had bit on his shoulder, and the blood donation almost dyed his snow-white shirt red. He tried his best to endure the pain on his shoulder, stretched out his hand behind him, pulled Marian's hair, and pulled his head away from his shoulder, making a sound of flesh and blood being torn.

Dorothy couldn't help exclaiming that Fred's shoulder... was bitten by Marian!

"Fred! Fred!" Dorothy covered his wound with her small palm in a panic, and the blood immediately dyed her palm red.

"Don't worry." Fred picked her up easily, bounced to a safe place, and stared at Marian, who was standing opposite him, and the visible bone wound on his shoulder healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Is this the legendary ability of vampires? Dorothy looked at Fred's wound in surprise, but was misunderstood by Fred: "If you are afraid, I will be afraid later. I don't have the spare time to comfort you now. I'm not the Raphael."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seriously ordered Dorothy to hold his clothes and rushed over to fight with Marian. His sharp teeth bit a lot of Marian's skin, but the damage caused by Marian to him would disappear almost in the blink of an eye.

That's disgusting! Marian gasped more and more. If he continued to fight like this, he could only suffer losses. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes and attacked Dorothy in Fred's arms. Sure enough, Fred could only dodge in confusion, and his arm was torn by a long and long wound by Marian's sharp fangs.

Fred cursed a dirty word, holding Dorothy tightly with one hand and grabbing Marian with the other hand, which was dexteratively dodged by Marian.

"Ha, it's very inconvenient to move with a burden, right? Then put her down!" Marian's mocking words soon could not be said again. A well-knit hand firmly clamped his neck, so strong that it was about to break his neck alive.

The deep voice of the person behind him seems to come from the demon from the deepest part of hell. Oh, no, he is a demon, a ruthless creature: "So what about me? Do I have the right to give you the last blow?"

Before Marian could scream, his neck was easily broken by Raphael. The bright red blood burst out and splashed on the white pure snow, Raphael's black vest and his shirt, and even some splashed on his face.

Aier beside her is breathless. After all, she is a woman. In any case, she can't compete with those werewolves who are just little guys. If Raphael hadn't arrived in time, she would have died long ago.

"Ayer, I really didn't expect you to defect." Claude elegantly came out of the castle not far away, followed by the dark demons and werewolves.

Really...is it hard to escape?