Chapter 48 Chapter Forty-eight

two months later... Bella appears in front of the Black Sword Brotherhood's mansion.She looked up at the gloomy gray exterior wall, never thinking that she would come back one day, but fate quietly made another arrangement for her. She opened the outer door, walked into the front hall, pressed the intercom, and showed her face in front of the camera, still feeling like she was living in a dream. Fritz opened the door and saluted her with a smile on his face: "Ma'am! Nice to see you again." "Hi." She walked into the house, and when the old housekeeper wanted to help her with her coat, she shook her head, "I won't stay long, I just want to talk to Sadiste, just a few minutes."

"Of course, the master is in the house, please follow me." Fritz led her through the hall and a series of closed doors, talking cheerfully along the way, describing to her all kinds of interesting things that happened during the previous New Year . On the way to the library, the dog servant stopped suddenly: "Allow me to ask, ma'am. You look... Would you mind making the announcement yourself? When you're ready?" "Oh, Fritz, you really know me. I prefer to say it myself." He nodded and left with a smile. She took a deep breath, listening to the sound of footsteps echoing in the house.Those low and loud voices belonged to several members of the Brotherhood of the Black Sword.She glanced at her watch.It's seven o'clock in the evening.They may be ready to go out.

She is very concerned about Ferry's current situation, and wants to know if Tormont has returned to the team, and how John is doing. Standing... She just stood at the door, motionless. Now, or forever.Instigating in her heart, she grabbed the brass doorknob and turned it.The door on one side opened silently. She looked into the library and couldn't help but catch her breath. Sadist sat at the table, staring down at a piece of paper, but clenched a thin pencil in his strong fist.Mary sat next to him with a book open in front of them. "Remember the accented consonant," Mary said, pointing to the book. "'Check', 'catch', this 'k' sounds like a 'c', but not the same. Try again."

Sadist stroked his short skull-shaped hair with one hand, and read something in a low voice, which could not be heard clearly.Then write on paper with a pencil. "Nice." Mary put her hand on his bicep. "You got it." Sadist looked up, and he smiled.Immediately afterwards, he suddenly turned his head and saw Bella, the complacent expression on his face quickly disappeared. Oh, the saint in the void, she was muttering in her heart, intoxicated by his sight.She still loves him.She knows, because in her belly... Wait a minute... This is, what... What's going on!His appearance is really different.Something has been changed.Not that scar, but something is different.

In any case, if you get over this hurdle, you can continue to live, she encouraged herself in her heart. "Sorry to bother you," she said. "I was wondering if I could talk to Sadiste?" Little did she realize that Mary had got up and came towards her, hugged her, and left, closing the door behind her. "Hi." Sardiste greeted and stood up slowly. Bella's eyes widened, and she couldn't help taking a step back: "My...God. You are so big." He patted his thick chest with one hand: "Well... yes. I have gained about thirty-five kilograms. Havers... Havers said that I probably won't gain any more weight. But now I have one hundred and twenty kilograms kg."

That's why his face shape has changed.Because the cheeks no longer look sunken, the facial features are not so rigid, and there are no sunken eye sockets.He looked...almost handsome.Actually, a lot like Ferry. He coughed a few times in embarrassment: "Well, that. Ricky and I... we eat together." God...of course it is.Sadist's body was nothing like what she remembered.It's just that the shoulders are wider, with twisted muscles sticking out from under the tight black T-shirt.His biceps were more than three times their size, and his forearms were now as thick as his hands.And his abdomen... The muscles on his lower abdomen are showing strength, and under the leather pants are thick and strong thighs.

"You sucked blood too," she murmured.Then I immediately regretted it and wanted to take back what I said before.And that questioning tone. It had nothing to do with her who he was going to drink blood from, but the thought of him staying with another vampire woman...and that was the object of his blood sucking made her very sad.Human blood naturally cannot support such growth. His hand fell down on his chest. "Ricky has a vampire sent from the elect, because he can't get power through Mary. I get blood from her, too." He paused again, "You see It looks good."

"thanks." There was another moment of hesitation: "Well... Bella. Why did you come back? I thought..." "I have to talk to you." He looked overwhelmed, not knowing what to say. "What are you doing now?" She asked, pointing to the piece of paper on the table.Of course it was none of her business, but she was hopelessly sunk in it, tongue-tied, not knowing what to ask. "I'm learning to read." Surprise flickered in her eyes: "Oh...so, how did you learn?" "Yes, it's a bit slow, but I'm trying." He glanced at the paper on the table, "Mary is very patient."

Silence, long silence.Now that she had clearly stood in front of him, she lost her words. "I've been to Charleston," he said suddenly. "What?" He went to see her? "It took me a while to find you, but I found it. I went to Havers' clinic the first night after I left." "I don't know at all." "I don't want you to know." "Oh." She took a deep breath, the pain throbbed in every inch of her skin, and fell to her heart like quicksilver.Time to jump off the cliff, she thought. "Listen, Sadiste, I'm here to tell you..."

"I don't want to see you until I'm done." Those bright yellow eyes stared at her, and the atmosphere between them seemed to have changed. "What?" she asked quietly. He looked down at the pencil in his hand: "I..." She shook her head: "Sorry. I didn't understand..." "I want to give this back to you." He took her necklace out of his pocket, "I was going to give it back to you the first night, but then I thought... well, I wanted to I wore it until it couldn’t fit around my neck. So, I always carry it with me now.” Bella's breath seemed to disappear.He's groping his head again, the unusually strong biceps and chest pushing up his shirt, the seams nearly falling apart.

"The necklace might be a good excuse," he said to himself. "What excuse?" "I was thinking, maybe go to Charleston, show up at your front door, and give this back to you. And then, maybe...you might ask me in, or something. I'm a little concerned that other men will come after You, so I try to speed up. I mean, I think if I could learn to read, if I could take better care of myself, and if I could stop acting like a jerk.” He shook his head and sighed, "Don't get me wrong, though. It's not like I'm expecting you to be happy to see me. I'm just... you know, hoping to have a... coffee or tea with you and a chance to talk. Or , like a friend, maybe. But, if you have a man, he probably won't allow it. So, yeah, so I'm in a hurry." He raised his eyes and looked at her, looking a little trembling, as if he was afraid that something inappropriate would appear on her face. "Friend," she said. "Well... I mean, I'm not going to embarrass you, or ask for more. I know you regret it... Anyway, I don't want you to leave like this... ok. So... just friend." Holy Moses, he had gone after her, and set out to get her back. This was completely beyond what she had imagined when talking to him. "I... what are you talking about, Sadist?" she asked falteringly, though she heard every word he said. He turned his head to stare at the pencil in his hand again, then turned to the table, turned the notebook to a new page, bent down, rubbed the paper for a while, and finally tore it off. When tearing it off, his hands trembled excitedly: "It's very messy." Bella took the paper, and on it were children's graffiti-like large and small letters, and wrote three words: I love you. She bit her lip, her eyes flickered, and the handwritten letters blurred and disappeared. "Maybe you don't recognize it," he whispered. "I can rewrite it." She shook her head: "I can recognize it, it's...beautiful." "I don't expect anything in return. I mean... I know you... don't have feelings for me anymore. But I want you to know, and it's important, to let you know. If there's any chance, we'll Being together... I can't stop my business in the Black Sword Brotherhood. But I promise, I will take better care of myself..." He frowned and stopped rambling, "Damn it, I'm talking about What. I swear I won't let you fall into..." She crumpled the piece of paper into a ball, put it on her chest, and rushed towards him, hitting his chest hard, causing him to step back a few steps.His hands hesitated, and he hugged her, as if he didn't know why she made such a move. She cried out straight away. He turned her face away and looked down at her, trying to make a smile.But that sliver of wild anticipation became too much for the moment, turning joy into a burden. "I didn't mean to make you cry..." "Oh God... Saddiste, I love you." His eyes lit up, his eyes widened, his eyebrows almost reached the hairline: "What?" "I love you!" "say it one more time." "I love you." "Say it again..." he pleaded, lowering his voice, "I want to...listen to it again." "I love you." He responded by beginning to pray in the ancient language to the Virgin of the Chronicles. He hugged Bella tightly and buried his face in her long hair.He kept saying "thank you" and at the same time she started sobbing. In the end, the compliments turned into ramblings, and he switched to English: "Before you found me, I was like a walking dead, although I had breath, and although I could see, I couldn't see. Next, you came... I woke up gone." She touched his face lightly, and slowly, the distance between their mouths approached, and he pressed her lips with the softest kiss. So sweet is his coming, Bella thought. He backed away abruptly. "But wait a minute, why are you here? I mean, I'm glad you..." "I have your child." He opened his mouth wide and frowned.Then he closed his mouth again, shaking his head without reacting: "Sorry...you just said that?" "I'm pregnant with your child." This time, he was completely dumb, without any reaction. "You're going to be a father." Still no response. "I am pregnant." Well, now she couldn't find a similar excuse to tell him.God...if he didn't want to... The soles of Sadist's feet were swollen, and the blood swelled to his face: "You have my child?" "Yeah. I..." He suddenly clasped her arm tightly: "Are you okay? Havers said you're okay?" "So far so good. I'm on the small side, but maybe when it's born, that'll be to my advantage. Havers said the baby is healthy, and I don't have to control it... well, except at six months Afterwards, I can no longer disintegrate and teleport, and, uh..." She blushed now, "From the fourteenth month onwards, I can't have sex, nor can I provide blood until birth, which is about In the eighteenth month." When the doctor gave her these warnings, she thought she would never have to worry about these things.But now, maybe... Sadist couldn't help nodding, but his face looked really bad: "I can take care of you." "I know you will, and you will always keep me safe." The reason why she said this was also because she knew that he really missed her. "Will you stay and live with me?" She smiled: "I would love to." "Would you like to be my spouse?" "Are you proposing now?" "yes." Only his face was still green, like the color of mint ice cream.And his blunt words also shocked her: "Saddist...do you really think there is no problem? Well...you don't have to be with me. If..." "Where is your brother?" This question shocked her again: "Rivingji? Ah... I guess, at home." "We're going to see him now." Saddist took her hand and came to the hall. "Saddist..." "We're going to get his permission and we'll get married tonight. We'll drive over in Wei Xiaosi's car. I don't want you to disintegrate and teleport again." Sadist pulled her towards the door quickly, and she had to trot all the way to keep up: "Wait, Havers said I can wait until the tenth..." "I don't want anything to go wrong." "Saddiste, it's not necessary." He stopped suddenly: "Are you sure, you want to give birth to my child?" "Oh, of course. Oh, dear saint. Willing, not just now..." She looked at him with a smile, took his hand and put it on his belly, "You will be a wonderful father. " Sadist fell suddenly into a deathlike coma. Sadist opened his eyes.Bella looked down at him, love shining brightly on her face.There were other frat members at home standing around, but he only had eyes for her. "Hi honey," she said softly. He reached out to touch her face.He can't cry, can't... Oh too bad. He smiled at her, but tears fell down: "I hope... I hope it's a little girl, like..." His voice died, and the ensuing weakness was dizzying and he broke down, crying like an idiot.In front of all the brothers, in front of Butch and Beth and Mary.Obviously, Bella was intimidated by his weakness, but he couldn't help it either.It was the first time in his life that he felt so lucky to receive so much attention and blessings.This moment, this perfect and stunning moment, this solemn moment, lying on the hall floor with his beloved Bella, and the baby in her womb, surrounded by all the fraternity . . . It was his luckiest day. When his weak crying stopped, Ricky got down on his knees, his perfect face smiled happily: "We are all busy, you can lie on the floor and cry. Come here, Dad , Can I teach this kid to fight in the future?" Ricky held out his hand, and Saddiste took it and shook it.Reese knelt down on one knee: "Congratulations, my brother. May the blessing of the Chronicle Maiden protect you, your Xie Lan, and your child." After accepting the blessings of Wei Xiaosi and Butch, Sardist sat up and wiped his face first.God, he's like a sissy, crying like hell, damn it.Fortunately, no one cares. He took a deep breath and turned to look for Ferry...he saw his brother. Two months had passed since that night's battle with the second man, his hair had grown back to the length of his chin, and the scar on his face had long since disappeared without a trace.But there was nothing but sadness and deathly silence in his eyes.And at this moment, those eyes became even more sad. Ferry stepped forward, and everyone deliberately remained silent. "I should be an uncle," he said quietly. "I'm happy for you, and you are... Bella." Sardist grabbed Ferry's palm and squeezed it so hard that he could almost feel his bones: "You'll be a good uncle." "Perhaps a good guardian," Bella suggested suddenly. Ferry bowed his head and saluted: "I am very honored to be the guardian of the child." The busy Fritz brought a silver tray with slim goblets on it.The dog servant's face glowed with excitement, full of joy: "Cheers to such an occasion." The wine glass was passed in the hand, and the room was full of laughter.Sadist was only looking at Bella when someone handed him a goblet. I love you, he mouthed.She smiled back and pushed something into his hand, it was her necklace. "You have to keep it," she said, "for luck." He kissed her hand: "always." Reese stood up suddenly, towering, raised his champagne, and shouted over his shoulder, "For the children!" in a loud, deafening voice that shook the walls of the house. Everyone stood up, raised their glasses high, and shouted at the top of their voices: "For the children!" Ah, of course...their chorus must be loud enough to carry the words of blessing to the holy ears of the Chronicle Maiden.This is exactly a link required in the tradition. After the actual greeting, Sardist thought he might pull Bella over and kiss her. "For the children!" everyone in the room yelled again. "Bless you too," he said against Bella's lips, "Nara."