Chapter 897 God Descends (8)
As the daughter of a Duke, she happened to be detected with a talent for magic. The original owner, Cloya, attended classes at the Magic Academy in the Imperial Capital.
Chloe's magic talent is mediocre, not very good but not bad either, just unsatisfactory.
She doesn't get along with Jessica, the second daughter of the cabinet minister's family.
For some reason, the second prince of the empire, Charles, actually fell in love with Cloya and launched a passionate pursuit of her. This made Jessica, who loved Charles, full of jealousy.
Yes, it's such a bloody routine.
Driven by jealousy, Jessica designed to deceive Chloe into an alley over the slum, and found two drunkards to insult her.
Jessica thought that as long as Chloe's innocence was gone, there would be no possibility for her and Charles.
The original owner had two wishes.
One is to retaliate against Jessica, retaliate against her severely, show no mercy at all, and let her suffer for herself.
As for the other one....
Fu Yue was a little embarrassed.
Because, really, it's outrageous.
The original person has been discriminated against because of her long black hair. Everyone said that she was a girl cursed by darkness and they were unwilling to get close to her.
Cloya's wish is that she will abandon the goddess of light, fall into the embrace of darkness, and become a being that everyone fears like the fallen angel Lucifer.
Fu Yue: "..."
It’s not that she wants to attack Croya, but with her magical talent and mediocre qualifications, even if she was given ten thousand years to practice, she still wouldn’t be able to become that kind of existence!
Return to Lucifer....
Fu Yue smiled, with a death smile.
Girl, it’s better to be realistic!
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Fu Yue was lying on a soft chair, holding her head with one hand, obviously feeling some pain in her head.
The curtains were tightly covered, and no light from the outside came through. The burning flame in the fireplace added a bit of warmth to the room, making it a quiet night.
At this moment.
There were three regular knocks on the door.
Fu Yue opened her eyelids and said, "Come in."
The person who pushed the door open was undoubtedly Silaire. The man's slender legs came into view first. He walked towards Fu Yue with a cup in his hand and a perfect and gentle smile on his face.
"Master, drink a glass of milk before going to bed. It will help you sleep."
Siler put the cup in his hand on the coffee table next to Fu Yue. The material of the cup could not be seen. The frosted shell gave off a jade feel.
Fu Yue hummed indifferently, then raised his eyes to look at Silaire.
He changed his clothes at this time.
There was a fire burning in the fireplace in the room, and the temperature was quite warm. Silaire was wearing relatively thin clothes.
Although the robot cannot feel temperature, everything about it is like a normal person.
He changed into a white shirt with a palace-style design, which gave him an aristocratic elegance. The straight legs wrapped in black trousers are slender and extremely eye-catching.
Fu Yue suddenly called him.
"Silaire."
The other party turned his eyes sideways and looked at Fu Yue, with a standard smile on his lips, "Master, do you have anything to tell Silaire?"
Because Fu Yue was sitting on a chair, when he said this, the man knelt on one knee in front of the girl. The ground was covered with blankets, so even if he knelt on it, he would not feel the coldness.
The slender fingers held one of Fu Yue's hands and placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.
Then, raise your head.
Siler stared at Fu Yue's eyes quietly.
His expression was pious and gentle, as if he was looking at some extremely important treasure.