The Creator God Was Enslaved by Her Yandere Sister

Although, Milna also understands that she is the princess of a subjugated country.

A princess who can only be bullied by her as a pet.

If you are obedient, obedient, and coquettish to her, you will be able to get her favor.

but

Even so, she didn't want to be slaughtered like this.

Is it wrong for her to want to run away?

She is a genie, a genie that does not belong to anyone.

But being forced to do this kind of thing over and over again, when will this kind of thing end?

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and Mierna burst into tears.

Her eyes became extremely wet, and she kept shedding tears.

At the same time, another voice resounded in my heart to stop myself.

Can't cry.

He used to be a strong boy.

No matter what kind of difficulties she encounters, she must bravely face the sinister enemies.

Even now she's not a man.

But she had lost her parents, and she had to be stronger herself.

However, the lacrimal gland seems to be against his current thoughts, constantly crying and weeping.

"Don't cry, Nana..."

I don't know when, the pain in the thigh has disappeared.

Sisti was already standing beside Mirna before she knew it.

She reached out and stroked Mirna's head gently.

As soon as she saw Histi's face, Mirna felt even more aggrieved.

"I don't want to see you, go away...you can't even think about it in your head, you bastard!"

There was helplessness written all over Histi's face.

She never greeted girls her age.

Therefore, I don't know how to comfort Mirna.

It's just that Histi felt questioned, the sense of sight she felt from her.

-Isn't that really the case?

I thought she was different from other elves.

However, she does seem to have a difference, but it's not the kind of difference she wants.

Thinking of this, Sisti sighed deeply.

In fact, as soon as Sisti entered the room, she saw Mirna lying on the windowsill.

Then, Histi read her mind.

——She really wanted to escape from her own hands.

So, Histi felt that the blood in her body was boiling.

I've been so good to you that you're still thinking of running away.

When she came to her senses, Histi was already lying on her lap, sucking her blood.

Her blood was incredibly sweet, and all fresh juice was far sweeter than any drink.

In less than a while, she indulged in the deliciousness.

Originally, the blood of elves was different from that of ordinary humans.

Not only can you fill your stomach, but you can also improve your ability when the time is right.

Not to mention an elf princess with such a special physique.

"Although you are crying, I still warn you Princess Milna. You must not think about escaping from here. You will never escape successfully. If you don't have my permission, you dare to step out of this castle. Half a step. I'll let you experience what hell is like, and you may be ten thousand times more miserable than you are now."

Histi gave a cold warning to Mirna, who covered her eyes and kept crying.

Having said that, Mierna cried even more.

She was crying like a child with tears in her eyes.

However, Sisti let out a slight sigh.

She lay down on the bed and wrapped Milna in her arms with her warm arms.

Sisti put Milna's face next to her mouth and whispered to her against her long elf ears.

"Damn. As long as you don't want to run away and obey your master obediently, the master will treat you better in the future. As for today, I am indeed a bit too much. After all, you have just become the master's blood slave, and there is nothing you can do if you don't adapt. But the master has forcefully made you adapt, I'm really sorry."