Many gritted their teeth but hesitated to make a move.
At this moment, his mind was thinking about the two consequences if he made a move or not.
If he made a move, Bordeaux would definitely die — Many would never allow him to live after seeing his face!
But if he killed Bordeaux, what would the consequences be?
Imagine, if Bordeaux was found dead on his bed the next morning, what would be the fate of the two women beside him?
It was self-evident.
Should he take the two women away after killing Bordeaux?
Even though many of them were stronger than the Seventh Level, many of them were powerless to bring two living people out of the heavily guarded courtyard.
Should they knock out Bordeaux and stop his lewd behavior?
The two women would definitely be brutally interrogated the next morning — Many could not bear to think about how the ruthless Bordeaux would deal with the two women.
Many was not a killing machine, he was also a man with feelings — Although Bordeaux's behavior made him furious, the lives of the two innocent women forced him to restrain his desire to kill.
In this world, not everything could be solved with the word "kill".
Although there were countless lives in his hands, Many clearly understood that killing or not killing a person often determined a lot of things.
What if he didn't make a move today and just walked away quietly?
Bordeaux would be able to see the sun tomorrow. Although the two innocent girls had been humiliated, they might be able to keep their lives. It was just that it was hard to tell whether they could endure the humiliation and live peacefully for the rest of their lives.
Moreover, Many could not judge how ruthless and ruthless Bordeaux was — Perhaps what was more tragic was that the two women would only be greeted with the fate of being silenced.
Many moved their bodies, but hesitated for a moment and still stopped their movements.
At this moment, Bordeaux suddenly stopped the shaking of his body, roared fiercely, and fiercely straightened his crotch a few times. Then, he panted heavily and fell on the bed.
Bordeaux, who had long been hollowed out by wine and women, could no longer endure this kind of "continuous war". He fell on the bed and ignored the woman whose hands were still tied. He pulled the quilt over himself and soon began to snore.
It was as if the two women were just tools for him to vent his lust.
The two women seemed to have exhausted their strength, and their hearts were filled with despair and fear, so they didn't dare to make a sound.
The room was silent. Not long after, the older woman fainted due to the pain all over her body and the blockage of her blood flow caused by the binding.
After carefully observing for a long time, just as he was about to jump into the room, the girl who looked less than 20 years old struggled and rolled down the bed!
She endured the pain caused by Bordeaux's humiliation and struggled with all her might.
Because her hands were tied behind her back, she could only rely on her face and knees to move with difficulty.
This young girl did not choose to move towards the exit of the room. Instead, she gritted her teeth, panted, and with a face of determination, moved towards the decorative one-handed sword that Bordeaux had casually thrown on the shelf beside the bed.
The moonlight outside the window illuminated her face, and at this moment, the girl's appearance could be seen. Her delicate and pretty face looked very young, but the humiliated tear stains were shocking.
She lowered her head, used her mouth to bite the hilt of the sword, and fiercely pulled it out. However, she turned over and tried to use her still free feet to support the tip of the sword.
Her long hair was a little messy, covering her face.
She gritted her teeth and silently whimpered, but tried not to make a sound.
Endless humiliation tormented her heart, making her, who should have lived a happy life, give up her last hope in despair.
The girl fiercely bit her lips and clumsily straightened the sharp short sword.
With a reluctant look at the moonlight outside the window, the young girl straightened her body and threw herself on the tip of the sword!
At this moment, many couldn't bear to watch anymore.
He instantly jumped into the room and rushed over, but found that the girl was stabbed askew because of her posture. There was a terrible wound on her chest, and blood kept flowing out, but it was not fatal.
"I can save you. Your life should not wither here because of this beast."
Many didn't know how to persuade this girl, so they could only whisper.
The girl saw many ghostly figures appear, but there was no trace of emotion in her eyes!
It felt like the window of the soul had been closed forever, and would never be opened again.
She endured the pain, and without looking at many, straightened the sword tip for the second time.
Then, she threw herself on the girl again.
With a muffled groan, the blade went straight through her chest, and the girl slowly fell to the ground. Blood flowed along the blade, soaking the carpet.
Her hands were tied, and her body twisted. She used her last struggle to end this humiliation.
Many watched the girl commit suicide, but his outstretched hands froze in the air.
He wanted to go over and stop this innocent child from committing suicide, but when the girl looked at many, he understood.
The girl's heart was already dead.
There was no sorrow greater than a dead heart.
Many sighed heavily. Although he couldn't bear it, he clearly knew that he wasn't a savior.
If he saved her, would she live a good life?
Looking at the scene in the room, the girl's torn clothes, and the blood on the bedsheet, what else could Many say?
At least, with her eyes closed, she didn't have to silently endure the nightmarish humiliation.
He gently reached out his hand and closed the girl's dilated eyes. Many silently looked at the body that hadn't stiffened yet, and then disappeared into the air.
Inside the room, Bordeaux was still snoring, and the older girl didn't move. On the ground beside them, the girl's body had gradually turned cold.
All the hatred will be borne by someone. Many silently said in his heart, quietly waiting for the time when the root of evil will come.
When the sun was high up in the sky, Bordeaux finally opened his swollen eyes, but when he saw the cold body on the ground beside him, he suddenly screamed!
"Someone … Someone!
Hurry up and f * cking drag her out! "
Bordeaux, who was obsessed with cleanliness, saw the dried blood on the carpet, and suddenly became angry. He actually punched and kicked the woman who was still tied up on the bed, inhumanely beating her up!
Many quietly sneaked in the corner of the room, without any movement.
After venting the anger in his heart, Young Master Bordeaux called for a servant, waved his hand, and pointed at the other woman on the bed, and casually ordered the servant, "Bury them all."
The woman who was still alive was originally heartbroken after seeing the tragic death of the girl. At this moment, when she heard Young Master Bordeaux's order, she was suddenly frightened and kept struggling. Bean-sized tears rolled down on the carpet, and she looked at Bordeaux with a pleading face.
But this didn't stop the numb servants from dragging her away.
Many expressionlessly looked at the first young master of Sibor, who had changed into a new set of clothes and restored his dignified appearance, but they sneered silently.
You can go against the sins of the heavens, but you can't escape the sins you brought upon yourself!
But he didn't immediately kill the young master in front of him. Instead, he turned over and jumped out of the window, far away from the servants who carried the struggling woman to the backyard.