The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

Chapter 409

The Silent 409

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409.Chapter 409

After the servant left, Fletcher settled into his armchair, closing his eyes. His index finger curled and tapped against the table in a steady rhythm, the sound echoing softly in the chamber.

It seemed as though he was waiting for something or someone.

Soon, a scantily clad beauty appeared, carrying a green emerald bottle. Her movements were fluid and seductive, her body seemingly boneless as she draped herself onto Fletcher's lap and carefully uncorked the hottle.

From within, she poured out three pitch-black pills.

The moment the pills emerged, an unusual fragrance filled the stone chamber, mingling with the heady intoxicating scent that lingered throughout the underground palace.

However, if one brought the pills closer to their nose, they would notice faint traces of a metallic, bloody tang clinging to

them.

For any ordinary person, the mere hint of blood would be enough to recoil in disgust.

But in the Hall of Immortality, ordinary people were nowhere to be found.

Fletcher, of course, was not a common man.

He lazily lifted his eyelids, casting a cold, calculating glance at the beauty perched on his lap. His gaze was predatory, as though he were appraising the delicacy he was about to consume.

After a moment of scrutiny, he gave a slight nod, a faint smirk curling his lips. "The flesh of today's beauty seems quite delectable."

With those words, he barked his command, "Why are you dawdling? Feed me the Immortality Pills now."

her lips to take the pill into her

anyone had been present, they would have noticed something missing

her

noise, especially when it came from those

had their tongues

pill delicately in her mouth, cautiously

his eyes slightly and leaned in to inhale the pill's aroma, his expression twisting into one of crazed

of the beauty mingled

truly exquisite combination. This was his

his

I'll savor this pill and feast on the beauty's flesh!" Laughing maniacally, Fletcher scooped

stench of blood grew thicker, saturating the air with

reemerged, his once haggard face had transformed, now glowing with a youthful vitality, as

body radiated a crazed excitement. His eyes burned with madness, and his lips

I need them! I

of beauties... I will become an

my clothes? Where are my

entered and saw the scene, their faces turned pale with terror

his vision so blurred that the world around him was a haze. But the moment his

Mine!" He

took him several

to put it on, his hands trembling

not a single servant dared to step forward and assist

revealed the

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