I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Lorenzo sheathed his sword, looked at Nancy and laughed, "Tsk tsk, you're finished. You've fallen hopelessly in love with this man. Your eyes don't lie."

Charlotte was also looking at Nancy, and the tension and concern on her face were impossible to hide; anyone could see it.

When someone faces an absolute crisis, and still can't help but care about the other person, then that care must be mixed with love, right?

When Lorenzo's sword came at him, Charlotte stepped back slightly. The tip of the sword pierced through his clothes but did not reach his body.

If he escaped using the Light and Shadow Technique and traversed the complex streets of the abyss, Lorenzo should not have been able to catch him.

He didn't need to travel far; he could seek refuge simply by entering Harriman Estate.

Alfred was a level seven powerhouse, and as a local strongman, he was enough to intimidate Lorenzo.

But what will happen to Nancy if he leaves? Will she have to endure Lorenzo's insults here?

Charlotte couldn't do it, so he chose to stay, being held hostage in a weak position, and then wait for his chance to strike.

"Let him go. This has nothing to do with him," Nancy said to Lorenzo. Her expression had lost its previous confidence and composure, and she didn't even dare to look at Charlotte.

Lorenzo was right, she's finished.

She was once fearless, so she was confident and strong. Having no weaknesses meant that she had no vulnerabilities that could be exploited.

But when Lorenzo's sword was pressed against Charlotte's heart, capable of easily killing her, she found herself indeed somewhat panicked.

She wasn't sure if this was what love was, but Nancy knew very well that she cared deeply about his life and death.

Charlotte had become her Achilles' heel, and now Lorenzo had her in his grasp.

If she had to fight Lorenzo to the death tonight, she still hoped he could survive, after all, he was a doctor who could heal and save lives, and such a gentle person.

"Let him go, fine, but you have to do as I say." Lorenzo's lewd gaze was fixed on Nancy. He pointed to the iron rack beside him with his left hand and said with a smile, "Drop the knife in your hand, and then cuff your hands and feet."

"Lorenzo, don't forget who I am. I am still the island's owner." Nancy's eyes were filled with rage as she said in a deep voice, "Do you think you can get everything by forcibly taking me? What will your brothers do if they find out what you've done?"

"I simply did what they've always wanted to do but dared not. Even if they knew, they'd only envy me." Lorenzo's laughter grew even more unrestrained. "What, you think they'd fall out with me for a woman like you?"

"However, if you don't do as I say, your little lover will become a victim of my sword!" Lorenzo's eyes turned cold, and he thrust his sword forward a little more.

"No!" Nancy exclaimed in surprise, dropping the red longsword in her hand to the ground and looking at Charlotte.

Blood gushed from the wound, staining her shirt. A drop of blood slid from the tip of Lorenzo's sword, and Charlotte cried out in pain, her face contorted with agony.

"Useless thing, you can't even endure this little bit of pain. Your taste is really bad." Lorenzo glanced at Charlotte and sneered.

"No...don't kill me," Charlotte pleaded, her voice trembling.

But Nancy saw him wink at her and his slightly raised left hand revealing a talisman that only she could see from his angle.

What is he doing?

Could it be... that he intends to kill Lorenzo in return!

A glimmer of light appeared in Nancy's eyes. Charlotte was a very composed person, and he dared to be so proactive in front of her, unlike Lorenzo who would tremble with fear and beg for mercy in various ways.

So, from the beginning he wasn't planning to leave, but rather wanted to wait for an opportunity to turn the tables and kill his opponent?

  

But how did he manage to kill Lorenzo?

Although Lorenzo is not a good person, he has hundreds of years of cultivation and strength, and is a genuine level seven vampire, much stronger than her.

Charlotte was just a magician whose magical abilities had been destroyed. Even with her regular training, how could she possibly kill Lorenzo with just a magic talisman?

Given Charlotte's strength and financial situation, she probably doesn't have any high-level talismans, so she's unlikely to pose a threat to Lorenzo.

Moreover, Lorenzo's sword was currently pressed against his heart; the slightest movement would cause the sword to pierce through it.

She met Charlotte's gaze, which was calm and decisive, and exuded a reassuring confidence.

Nancy suddenly stopped agonizing. This was the man who could make her heart flutter. Since he had made a calm decision in such a critical situation, she only needed to trust him completely.

All she needed to do was create an opportunity for Charlotte to make her move, a chance for Lorenzo to have no chance to be completely on guard against him, since Lorenzo's mind was entirely on her.

Charlotte's show of weakness had already minimized Lorenzo's wariness of him.

"I'll do as you say, don't kill him." Nancy seemed resigned to her fate, her eyes red as she walked towards the iron frame. With a wave of her hand, two shackles were firmly fastened to her feet. She raised her hands, preparing to cuff her own hands as well.

"Wait a minute, take off your clothes yourself." Lorenzo stared intently at Nancy, his eyes blazing with fury.

He had been coveting this woman for many years, but had never succeeded. Tonight, he would finally get his wish.

"Does it have to be this way?" Nancy looked up at him, clutching her collar, tears welling in her eyes, looking like a virtuous young woman who had been bullied.

Lorenzo was starting to get excited: "That's right, madam, you don't want your little lover to have his heart pierced, do you? Then hurry up and take off your clothes."

Charlotte, whose body was a little tense, couldn't help but glance at Lorenzo twice upon hearing this. This vampire who was living a good life was really a pervert.

Nancy grabbed the bra strap and shyly pulled it aside a little, revealing her alluring collarbone and a section of snow-white shoulder, half-hidden and half-revealed, making her even more tempting.

Lorenzo's eyes widened, and he unconsciously stretched his neck forward a little, swallowing hard as he said, "That's right, just like that, slowly pull it open, then take it off."

Nancy caught Charlotte nodding slightly out of the corner of her eye, and her hand hesitated for a moment before she moved the shoulder strap down a little more, revealing half of her shoulder.

"She really is top-notch. No wonder my brother went to such great lengths to marry you back then. It's a pity he died before he could enjoy you even once. From today onwards, you are mine." Lorenzo licked his dry lips and muttered to himself, his gaze already fixed on Nancy.

The sword light suddenly shone brightly.

After lying in wait for a long time, Charlotte decided to make her move. With a slight tilt of her shoulder, she avoided the longsword that was pressed against his heart.

The Judgment Sword appeared in his hand, and as he charged forward, he unleashed a Shadowless Sword Draw, the longsword transforming into a blur as it slashed towards Lorenzo's neck.

In the blink of an eye, Lorenzo, still infatuated with Nancy's beauty, used his keen sense of killing intent as a level seven expert to unleash his Dark Domain!

The Judgment Sword, less than ten centimeters from Lorenzo's neck, suddenly slowed down, as if it had suddenly sunk into a quagmire. Its momentum greatly diminished, and it struggled to cleave a gap in the dark domain.

Domains are a special technique that powerful individuals at level seven and above can comprehend and master. Within the domain's range, the party with absolute strength can greatly restrict the opponent's actions, thereby gaining an absolute advantage.

Lorenzo comprehended the Dark Domain, which is not very large or stable, but it is more than enough to deal with Charlotte, who is only level five.

As soon as Charlotte made her move, Lorenzo knew her strength: a level five knight, not weak, but far from enough to kill her.

However, the sword that cleaved through most of his dark domain and almost struck his neck still made Lorenzo somewhat alarmed. This sword had some history, and this kid's talent was not to be underestimated.

He almost broke through the domain at level five. If he were to improve his strength further, who knows how powerful he would become in the future? This kid cannot be allowed to live. He must be killed tonight.

In the blink of an eye, Lorenzo's thoughts were already racing. Charlotte, who had failed to land a blow with her sword, did not give up. She used two ice-sealing spells to clear a path and conceal her movements, while simultaneously throwing out the thunderstorm spell she had been keeping for a long time, and darted into the gap that the Judgment Sword had cleaved open.

boom!

With a loud bang and thunderous roar, the terrifying power of the Level 5 Thunderstorm spell blasted Lorenzo's immature Dark Domain into pieces from the inside, and also ripped off the roof of the castle.

Lorenzo's clothes were blown to shreds, his whole body was blackened, and even half of his left hand was blown off.

Charlotte used Shadow Domain to avoid the most intense blast wave and launched her fiercest attack on the injured Lorenzo.

Shadowless Sword Draw Slash!

Shadowless Spinning Slash!

Shadowless Combo Slashes!!!

Lorenzo, who had temporarily lost his Dark Domain, wielded his flower sword and pierced through one after another of the afterimages, but Charlotte always appeared in an unexpected place and struck him with her sword.

"Aaaaah! You bastard, come out here! You piece of trash, come at me head-on!"

Lorenzo began to fly into a rage of impotence, and his thrust missed again, leaving a terrifying half-meter-long wound on his back. If he hadn't retreated in time, this sword strike would probably have cleaved him in two.

The Shadow Domain is different from the Realm, and cannot restrict the opponent's actions.

But within this three-meter range, Charlotte can do whatever she wants, appearing anywhere to deliver a fatal blow to her opponent.

The lightning storm spell at extremely close range shattered the domain that Lorenzo relied on to suppress low-level enemies, preventing it from reforming for a short time, and also blew off one of his hands.

The one-armed Lorenzo, whether in terms of movement or his fragmented swordsmanship that only involved thrusting, showed signs of being completely outmatched by someone of a higher level.

That's right, without any domain restrictions, he jumped two levels and crushed Lorenzo.

The light and shadow honed amidst the meteorite turbulence and the mirror world, and the Judgment Sword forged by sword masters and combat kings with thousands of lives, are far superior to the blood of a vampire who lives by day and night and feeds on the weak.

Nancy, who had picked up the blood-red longsword and was about to step forward to help, was stunned by what she saw.

Charlotte was an elite knight, and she had already confirmed this when he made his move, so her heart stopped the moment Lorenzo unleashed his Dark Domain.

The domain is an extremely powerful means of control that is inaccessible below level seven.

It can be described as a close-combat nemesis for low-level opponents who are challenging higher-level opponents.

A level 5 elite knight ambushed a level 7 vampire, and the outcome was decided the moment the vampire's domain opened.

Charlotte will likely be stabbed to death by the enraged Lorenzo.

But she didn't expect that Charlotte would actually cut a gap in Lorenzo's dark domain and insert an instant-cast lightning storm spell talisman less than half a meter away.

The deafening explosion of the super-powerful thunderstorm shattered Lorenzo's arm and the hastily deployed dark domain.

Who would have thought that a knight would be carrying a talisman and detonating it at such close range, almost as if it were stuffed into his mouth?

The roof was blown off, and she was thrown against the wall by the violent blast wave.

Then she saw a scene that shocked her.

Lorenzo, a level seven warrior, was completely overwhelmed by Charlotte, a level five warrior, after losing his domain.

Charlotte's ghostly movements caused eight figures to appear simultaneously within a three-meter radius, moving at incredible speeds and changing in countless ways.

Lorenzo was also quick, his flower sword flashing as he thrust left and right, but all his attacks missed. He failed to hit Charlotte with a single sword strike and instead toyed with her, leaving him with more than a dozen large and small wounds.

Charlotte's sharp swordsmanship also amazed Nancy; his sword was so fast that it was almost invisible.

His combat experience was clearly far superior to Lorenzo's, and naturally, it was also above hers.

So he was so powerful, yet he had always pretended to be so weak in front of her. Wasn't he a magician before?

It's only been three years since his magical origins were destroyed, so how did he become an elite knight?

Charlotte, once hailed as a once-in-a-century genius in medical school, is also a once-in-a-century kendo genius.

Nancy looked at Charlotte, shocked and delighted. If that was the case, then her previous worries were completely gone. Where could she find another man as outstanding as him?

If you absolutely must have one child, then he is the best choice!

"what!"

With a scream from Lorenzo, his right arm and right wing were severed at the same time, blood spurting out, his pale face devoid of any color, filled with pain and ferocity.

"I'm not fighting anymore! I'm not fighting anymore! I surrender! I'll give you anything you want!" Lorenzo staggered back two steps, shouting in terror, "Nancy is back to you too, and I'll get out of the abyss right now! I'll never again..."

"Then I'll take your life."

A figure passed by him.

A flash of sword light, and Lorenzo's voice came to an abrupt halt.

A perfectly healthy head flew high into the air and landed three meters away, its face still bearing a ferocious expression.

The headless corpse spewed blood several meters high before collapsing straight to the ground.

Maureen and Beth rushed over upon hearing the commotion, and upon reaching the second floor, they witnessed Charlotte beheading Lorenzo with a single sword strike.

The head rolled to his feet, its expression of shock and disbelief not much different from theirs.

Even the usually silent and calm Maureen stared wide-eyed at Charlotte in shock.

Lorenzo, who had been harassing the lady for years, is dead. He was a level seven vampire, Baron Lorenzo!

And so Charlotte beheaded him with a single sword strike.

The castle had been partially destroyed by the previous explosion, and the lady did not appear to have joined the fight.

This means that Charlotte killed Lorenzo all by herself.

How did he manage to do that?

How could he be so powerful?!

In the past few days, he seems to be just an ordinary human being, at most a little sweet-talking and able to make his wife happy.

Charlotte wiped the blood off the sword with a black cloth, sheathed the Judgment Sword, looked at Nancy, and smiled.

Nancy smiled too. Lorenzo was dead, and they were all still alive. There couldn't be a better outcome.

However, she quickly noticed that Charlotte's chest wound was still bleeding, and there was also a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

"You're injured!" Nancy rushed to Charlotte's side and nervously unbuttoned his clothes.

The spot where Lorenzo had stabbed him earlier had been torn open during the fierce battle, and he had bled quite a bit.

"Just a minor injury..." Before Charlotte could finish speaking, Nancy had already supported him and turned to Maureen and Beth, saying, "You guys clean this up so no one will notice Lorenzo was here. I'll take him to get treatment."

After saying that, she helped Charlotte jump directly from the second floor. With a pair of bat wings unfolding behind her, she glided down to the carriage parked not far away, opened the carriage door, and helped Charlotte climb inside.

"Lie down, don't move, let me take a look at you." Nancy helped Charlotte lie down on the bench, and said seriously as she helped him take off his blood-stained shirt.

"Can you even treat patients? I'm the doctor, aren't I?" Charlotte felt a warmth in her heart as she looked at the nervous Nancy, but couldn't help teasing her.

"I..." Nancy's hand froze, and she looked at Charlotte and said, "Then tell me how to deal with it, and I'll help you."

"Just rinse the wound with the cleaning solution, I'll stitch it up myself, and then apply some hemostatic medicine." Charlotte took out two bottles of medicine and suture needles from her spatial ring.

"I'll do it." Nancy took the cleaning solution, cleaned her own hands briefly, and then carefully rinsed Charlotte's wound.

Charlotte picked up the suture needle, stitched a few times, and closed the wound.

Nancy applied a hemostatic agent, and the bleeding stopped immediately. She then took a towel and wiped the blood off his body. Her slender, white fingers gently caressed his wound as she asked with concern, "Does it still hurt?"

Charlotte looked at Nancy, who was leaning half her body against him, and smiled, saying, "It hurt a little, but it doesn't hurt anymore after you applied the medicine."

Nancy blushed. She hadn't noticed before because she was so concerned, but now she realized that her posture leaning against Charlotte was a bit ambiguous, with her upper body almost pressed against him.

Charlotte, shirtless, indeed had an excellent physique. Her firm chest muscles were clearly defined, her eight-pack abs were neatly arranged, and the muscles on her arms were also very distinct, each muscle seemingly sculpted.

Nancy pressed one hand against his abs and the other against his chest, feeling his body burning hot, yet she couldn't bear to remove her hand.

"Why didn't you leave just now? If Lorenzo had been on guard, you might have died," Nancy asked, looking into Charlotte's eyes.

Charlotte looked at her and said calmly and firmly, "I'll leave and leave you behind for him? I can't do that."

Nancy looked at Charlotte's face, the man who would risk his life for her. Their bodies were pressed together, their faces close, their breaths hot. Finally, she couldn't help but lean down and kiss his lips.

Charlotte's body trembled slightly as he saw her eyes misty and watery, her face flushed, her innocence mixed with allure. Her adorable appearance made him unable to resist capturing her lips with his own, and then gently entwining her tongue with his own.

Her kiss was a little awkward, but passionate and proactive enough. Her sweet, succulent saliva lingered between their intertwined tongues, as if she wanted to steal everything from him.

With a gentle pull, Nancy's soft, half-supported body fell completely into his arms, pressing tightly against him.

She was light and her body was soft. His hands caressed her smooth dress and beautiful curves. The zipper of the dress was smoothly pulled open, and the shoulder straps slipped down. His hands were already covering her pert buttocks.

Nancy felt herself fall into a warm embrace, her mind blank, and she simply closed her eyes obediently, as if it were all perfectly natural.

She forgot to think, nor did she want to think; she just instinctively wanted to hug him tighter, tighter still.

The bench was pulled out and turned into a bed.

Two beautiful bodies intertwined and caressed each other on the bed, the carriage swayed slightly, and soft, seductive moans echoed inside.

This night seemed exceptionally long.

Nancy went from being a novice in such matters, her brows furrowed and her cries for mercy pleading, to gradually becoming joyful and proactive in taking what she wanted.

The carriage swayed and stopped several times, about seven or eight times.

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