[R18] Meat is fragrant – Chapter 125 of “Charming Flesh and Fragrance” [English]

One of the vampire queens who falls in love with the priest

As we all know, Duchess Lilith Fry Kinwell is a famous beauty in the Holy Roman Empire.

What is more talked about than her beauty is the way she manages her territory and the iron-blooded methods she uses to lead the knights to defend the territory without giving in.

Poor and stupid Count Duback, who thought that his young and beautiful widow was weak and helpless, rashly led an army to attack the territory of the Duchess of Cornwell shortly after the death of the Duke of Cornwell. As a result, without even seeing the shadow of Pafiline Castle, he was defeated by the army commanded by the Duchess’s top knight. Not only did he lose a large amount of spices and silk, but he also ceded a large area of ​​land near the junction of the territories.

Count Dubac stole the chicken but lost the rice. Not only did he fail to force the rich and noble beautiful widow to marry and occupy the beauty and her territory, but he lost a lot of property due to his rash actions and greatly reduced the territory under his rule.Count Dubac beat his chest and regretted it endlessly. Even though his heart was twisting, he could only grit his teeth and accept the armistice conditions of the other party, silently enduring the contempt and ridicule from the noble class.

After all, he had to thank the Duchess for not being aggressive: after repelling his army and occupying part of his territory, he stopped at the right time.

Oh, what a beautiful and kind-hearted lady. In the occasional gatherings of lords, you can often hear praises for this noble beauty.

Unsurprisingly, Count Dubac’s stupidity became an indispensable topic of conversation at various banquets.

Of course, with Earl Duback’s experience, even though there are a group of ambitious lords who covet the territory of the Duchess of Cornwell, no one dares to take the risk. At present, all the covetous forces are still waiting and watching.

The Duchess of Cornwell became famous in one battle and established a firm foothold among the lords.

“She seems to be a great lady…” The man sitting in the carriage closed the document in his hand and looked out the window, overlooking the vast plains connected to the lush mountains and forests.

The man is a handsome young man named Cain von Chabdourion. As the second son of the Marquis of Chabdourion, he is known as a priest who is very likely to become the youngest purple-clad priest in the history of the diocese. He is currently on his way to Parfiline Castle.

For some reason that he could not tell anyone, Father Chabdorian said goodbye to his family, left the land where he grew up, and volunteered to be sent by the Holy See to the territory of the Duchess of Cornwell to investigate the frequent disappearances of young girls near the Parfiline Castle.

The cardinal was very pleased with this, and he spared no effort in public to praise Father Chabdourion’s sincerity and dedication to the Lord. After all, as an outstanding noble young man and a qualified priest, no one can do it better than him.

In order to spread God’s will and save young girls who may be suffering, clergymen with pure aristocratic blood left their hometown and embarked on a journey full of unknown dangers. Nothing can prove his faith in the Lord better than this.

For a time, Father Chabdorian became a model for clergy to follow.

“Father, we will arrive at Parfiline Castle tonight.” Top’s hoarse voice was mixed with the noise of the wheels and was unclear, but Father Chabdorian could still hear the excitement and joy that could not be concealed from the blur.

Top, the coachman, is the fifth coachman of Father Chabdourion. Before he became a coachman, he was an honest farmer. He said goodbye to his wife and children two days ago in order to earn the generous reward of driving the coach for Father Chabdourion. If he successfully arrives at Parfiline Castle tonight, he can go home with a relatively large amount of money tomorrow, and he will be very happy.

There was no reply from the carriage as always, and Top didn’t expect the adults in the carriage to reply. He touched his nose and continued to drive the carriage seriously.

Father Chabdourion looked calmly focused on the scenery outside the car window. The Duchess of Cornwell was indeed well managed. Along the way, everything he saw was a prosperous scene: neat villages, healthy and strong children chasing and playing in the wilderness, and women watching their smiles peacefully and contentedly…

The years are peaceful and quiet, the red wheel on the horizon is about to fall, the purple-gold glow spreads across the entire sky, covering the sparse villages, and the smoke curls up from the roofs that are coated with a layer of glow. The faint smell of smoke mixed with the green aroma of the grass on the green fields, penetrates into the nose and abdomen, making people feel lazy and relaxed all over.

He couldn’t help but admire in his heart again: the territory of the Duchess of Kernwell is actually more beautiful and rich than his father’s territory!

The young priest rubbed his forehead with his hand, thinking that he would soon meet the legendary Duchess of Cornwell, so he closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the denim carriage filled with soft straw, recovering his mind amidst the bumps.

The long journey was finally coming to an end. Father Chabdourion, who was traveling for the first time, was already extremely exhausted. He eagerly hoped to sleep comfortably in bed instead of huddled in a carriage or living on a straw pile in a farmhouse for one night.

At this time, in Pafilin Castle, the servants were busy making final preparations to welcome the priest.

The hostess, the Duchess of Kernwell, was enjoying her dinner comfortably in the room.

“Uh…ah…ah…um…”

The young man with a beautiful and elegant face is sitting on a square oak bed with a complicated four-leaf clover embossed top. His cheeks are abnormally flushed, and his blue eyes are full of moisture. He is filled with supreme joy in the mist, which is particularly endearing.

“Ah…Mother…I can’t bear it anymore…um…please stop…ah…”

The boy’s chest is surrounded by a pair of arms as white as fine cheese, with the unique softness and slenderness of women. They are pressed against the dark green silk Kurt coat embroidered with spiral vine stripes, which is eye-catching and heart-stirring.

“Good boy.” The two plump and soft lips, as red as blood, slowly left the young man’s neck, leaving two shocking tiny blood holes on the flawless white skin. In a few breaths, the blood holes shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye until they disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed.

The soft touch on his neck has left, but the strange emotion in the young man’s body has not yet subsided. He sat upright on the edge of the bed, breathing lightly, and his gorgeously colored cheeks gradually lost their intoxicating beauty as the restlessness in his body calmed down.

The young man started to straighten his clothes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, showing a faint sense of pleasure.There are dimples on each corner of he’s raised mouth, like two ripples hovering on the quiet autumn water. The silent ripples overflow with a touch of romance and purity between teenagers and young people, as well as the classic style of aristocrats that cannot be ignored.

“John, my child.” Behind the boy, the Duchess of Kynweil ​​lay on her side on a rose-colored velvet quilt. Her long platinum-blond hair was meticulously twisted into two complicated buns and piled on the top of her head. A hairnet decorated with fine gems and pearls spread horizontally over the hair knots. Various bright and tiny gems were embedded in the thick platinum-blond hair, shining like stars.There is a U-shaped frame twisted by two strands of fine gold wire close to the hairnet. A sapphire blue gauze with exquisite patterns of the same color is fixed at the center of the top of the frame. The hazy gauze like smoke gently hangs down along the outline of the frame to the left and right sides, and is draped over the exposed white shoulders of the Duchess of Kernwell.

Her hairstyle is perfectly in line with the current fashion trend among ladies – Escofin.This kind of hairstyle is gorgeous and grand, adding indescribable richness and nobility to a lady who has always been fashionable and extravagantly dressed. The hair tied up on the top of the head looks strict and neat, and the gauze hanging behind the back or on the cheeks is barely concealed. It is paired with a long dress that looks loose and elegant but full of drape. The cuffs of the skirt are decorated with complicated and exquisite embroidery piping or lace, which increasingly reveals a gorgeous, mysterious and holy feeling.

The Duchess of Kynwell was leaning on a velvet cushion purchased from a Central Asian businessman. Her expression was elegant and graceful, and her tone of voice was intimate but also showed a bit of carelessness and laziness.

The beautiful boy named John turned around and looked at his stunningly beautiful mother with a smile, heShe has a head of mature golden-wheat-colored soft curly hair, trimmed to neither long nor short, very neat and decent. Under her plump and clean forehead are a pair of pupils that are as fresh and green as the early spring. Her golden-wheat-colored eyelashes like feathers flicker from time to time, making the two clear eyes occasionally flash a golden light.The skin on Ruo Wang’s exposed neck and hands was as delicate and white as milk, exuding a healthy luster.He has a slender figure and smooth body lines. The whole person looks young, beautiful and full of vitality.

“Come to me.” Duchess Kynwell opened one arm to John, and then the boy plunged into the fragrant and soft embrace.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Ruo Wang lay beside the Duchess of Kernwell. He devoutly held up the white catkin handed to him, kissed the slender wrist delicately and elegantly, and then made a slight swallowing sound in his throat.

The Duchess of Kynwell looked calmly at the young man eating, her lavender eyes changing into a faint mixed red and blue light in the room dimly illuminated by candlelight.Thick dyed linen curtains tightly covered the narrow windows on the stone wall, preventing any sunlight from penetrating into the room.

On the smooth stone wall that gave off a cold feeling, a slightly warm figure was reflected.

However, there is only one figure outlined by light and dark on the wall.

“Mother.” John’s soft tongue licked the wrist of the Duchess of Cornwell, and his eyes as moist and crystal clear as dew were full of admiration that was so thick that it couldn’t be melted away.

The Duchess of Kynwell rubbed the boy’s short hair soothingly and asked in a gentle tone: “Have you found out anything about the matter?”

Ruo Wang’s expression of relaxation and enjoyment was still for a moment, and then his brows narrowed, and his expression suddenly became upright and serious.he stood up and sat up, lowering his head and replied angrily: “The people behind the scenes are hiding too well. The low-level trash killed before has no effect. Girls still disappear every once in a while…”

“It’s really bad.” There was no emotion in Duchess Kynwell’s tone, but it made John hesitate, “My child, don’t let me down.”

“Mother, I will never disappoint you.” John’s tone was filled with unquestionable confidence and piety.”Those unscrupulous people dare to cause chaos in our territory. I will definitely find out the people behind the scenes and break their necks.”

“I have great trust in you, John.” Duchess of Kynwell patted the boy’s tense arm, “It’s getting late, you should go and prepare. As the heir to the Kynwell family, you need to properly welcome the priest sent by the Holy See.” The word “Vatican” uttered from the red rose-like lips, with an imperceptible contempt and ridicule.

After hearing this, Ruowang got out of bed, saluted happily to the Duchess of Cornwell, and then reluctantly left the room.

The shadows on the wall swayed slightly. Mrs. Kernwell on the bed, or Gu Mingyue, who had been in the world of this mission for two months, walked gracefully to the window, opened the heavy curtains that reached the floor, and looked out at the dark night that was as thick as ink.

She took a deep breath and smiled in her eyes.

“I’ve been waiting for so long, and finally it’s here.”