Chapter 227

A small attic of a comfortable church. Davina sat quietly inside. She didn't seem to be affected by the bloody storm just now. She just sat quietly and obediently. No matter from which perspective, it was a beautiful and elegant oil painting. How pure and innocent the little witch looks, Marcel secretly laughs at his stupidity. However, he is still competent to comfort Davina. At this time, he needs Davina's support more than anyone, "believe me, honey, you will like that mansion. I have selected the best room there for you, and the things inside are your favorite." Davina didn't fluctuate. She didn't change her movements at all. She just looked at Marcel strangely, shook her head and refused his kindness. "Marcel, I can't leave. Remember what happened last time? You don't want me to be in danger. My body has a problem and my powerful power is out of control... "Davina avoids Marcel's sight. After all, she has a deal with Elijah. If she leaves, many things will become different. Besides, Davina can't catch Bailu and Klaus.

The two people in the soul picture are actually influencing and changing each other. She doesn't know whether it's a good thing, but Davina doesn't want to get involved, which is not good for her at all.

The little witch Shi Shi ran got up, went to the edge of the easel, turned her back to Marcel and began to draw. It was a gesture of rejection. Marcel stood behind her and looked at her free movement. That kind of elegance has always been the precious thing he wanted to protect. However, his little witch has long quietly grown up with her back to him. For a long time, Marcel's helpless smile came from the air, and he seemed unable to pretend, "Davina, I know the agreement between you and Elijah." Davina suddenly turned to look at him. Marcel pulled her body straightforwardly, clasped it in his arms, bowed his head, and used the volume of the command for the first time. "My little witch, we can't lie to each other. I'm trying to protect you. Those witches will find a chance to kill you for the harvest sacrifice Trust me, you are the safest with us. " Klaus appeared behind Marcel. He grinned snow-white teeth at big Davina. He said they would see each other again“ Long time no see, my little witch. It seems that you are doing well. I believe my brother has taken good care of you. "

Davina's attitude immediately changed, and the distance between her and Marcel widened. Obviously, Klaus's appearance made her nervous. Klaus spread his hand with a smile and naturally persuaded the little girl with his subordinates, "yes, Marcel's guarantee is very correct, and the afternoon sun there is very good. You should like it." Marcel took Davina's resistant hand. She could never annoy Klaus. However, his little witch hated his practice and her eyes became darker and darker. Klaus calmly walked a few steps. He came to the easel and looked around. It was his first time to come to the small attic. He seemed to like Davina's layout very much. Even, he sincerely praised her talent. "Very good. It seems that you are an artist. It's a beautiful coincidence. I also like art. Really, dear, I'm looking forward to appreciating your talents." Davina tore aside Marcel's control and ran to the edge of the big bed. Her tone was excited and manic. Her slender fingers pointed to Klaus and asked coldly, "tell me, is this his idea?"