As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

As if he had resigned himself to his fate, he lay his body back, showing the appearance of being at his disposal.

"Huh...huh..."

The air in the Demon Realm is extremely thin.

The principal's physical condition is not very good, coupled with the age factor, his breathing seems a little short when he speaks:

"Now you don't have the ability to enslave her... The best way is to kill her, otherwise there will be hidden dangers."

"..."

The silver-haired girl stared at Janet and let go of her hand.

However, the tip of the sword was still facing the latter's head, and it was not retracted.

"Tell me your options."

She asked in a low voice:

"This is your last chance."

Originally, she could use the temptation of shadows to try to forcibly subdue the other party.

But that skill would kill a target under strong mind control, and Janet was obviously that kind of person.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Janet fell to the ground and coughed for a long time.

This is not pretend.

The silver-haired girl used so much force just now that she almost suffocated her.

All the data in the form of the devil are far superior to that of humans. If it weren't for her special physique, her neck would have been broken by now.

"Do I have any choice?"

After panting for a while, she replied with a hint of desolation:

"If I promise you, the teacher will definitely kill me;"

"But if I don't promise to surrender to you, I will die now."

She slowly got up from the ground.

The silver-haired girl's sword moved slowly with her head.

——As long as the opponent shows any sign of violent counterattack, the blade will pierce through this head mercilessly!

"So I can only admit defeat."

Janet raised her hands and said with a sad smile:

"Since the day I was taken away by the teacher, I can no longer escape this fate of being controlled by others;"

"It's just changed from being controlled by the teacher to being controlled by you... It doesn't seem to be any different."

"No, Janet."

Silver Haired Girl says:

"I won't control you, I just want you to understand who your real enemy is."

"Enemies?"

Janet frowned and said:

"I don't understand what you mean."

"You have seen my nightmare, all my enemies are dead, there is not one left, I killed them all..."

"really?"

The silver-haired girl interrupted her, her golden pupils exuded a strange light:

"Is your enemy really dead?"

"Don't you have any doubts about the reason for your mother's death?"

Hearing her words, Janet's body stiffened suddenly.

"In your dream, I am a bystander."

Silver Haired Girl says:

"Because I was a bystander, I can see clearly that your mother didn't die by accident at all."

She stared into Janet's eyes and said word by word:

"It was murdered by someone's conspiracy!"

——Recalling that tragic dream carefully, there are many abnormalities:

Obviously it was Janet's dream, why did the scene of her mother working at the mill appear?

Janet should be at home at that time, it is impossible to see that far away, and the picture is still so clear.

There is only one answer... Someone secretly induced her thoughts, making her think that her mother died in that "accident"!

Although there is also the possibility that Janet made up her own brain, but she thinks that chance is very low.

Because if Janet's teacher didn't have ghosts in her heart, why did she bury her double in the depths of her memory?

This should be a means of restraint, to prevent her from discovering the truth!

"Actually, with your wisdom, you should have already noticed that something is wrong."

Seeing Janet standing there dumbstruck, the silver-haired girl continued:

"Don't you think it's strange? The lords of Farnes are all magicians. They are people who pursue the principles of magic, and they have unparalleled pride in their hearts."

"—conspiring with a miller to take the property of a poor little girl?"

"It's okay if it's done secretly. At that time, the whole town was watching this matter. Could it be that the magician didn't want his dignity?"

"Don't say it...don't say it..."

Janet suddenly covered her ears and stepped back step by step.

"You thought it was the teacher who saved you and gave you strength."

But the silver-haired girl's words still entered her mind mercilessly:

"Actually? Maybe she personally arranged that tragedy just to inspire your hidden power!"

"Her purpose is very simple, that is, to make you a useful chess piece, a toy that can be manipulated at will!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah------!!!"

Janet covered her ears and screamed loudly!

"Snapped!"

The silver-haired girl hit her on the back of the neck with her scabbard.

The witch, who had already lost her defenses, was instantly knocked down and passed out on the ground.

"Do you feel a powerful aura nearby?"

She turned her head and asked the "principal".

"Not yet."

The "principal" sensed for a moment, shook his head and replied:

"There is a fierce battle taking place in the distance, and the location is about 20 kilometers away from here."

"Maybe someone was caught up by the Black Witch..."

The silver-haired girl thought for a moment, and tried to release the demon king form.

She wanted to experiment and see if she could adapt to the environment here.

As a result, a wave of extremely dirty air hit her, choking her so much that she coughed loudly.

"Is this the Demon Realm?"

Hastily wrapped the whole body with black mist again, she looked at the scene in front of her with lingering fear:

"A world about to be destroyed..."

- deep purple sky;

——The fine thunderbolts that continuously split from the top of the head;

— an earth where no greenery can be seen;

— long-dried riverbeds and lakes.

……

All of these seem to tell her one thing: this place has completely lost its vitality and is gradually dying.

Chapter 160 IX The Inaccessible Core

"How long can the principal's body last?"

She asked the housekeeper who was attached to the principal:

"If it doesn't work, take him back with Janet. Now is the time when we need a strong man. We can't let him die casually in this kind of place."

"Strong? Hehe."

The housekeeper smiled and replied:

"A magician of the sixth rank...in my era, he was like cannon fodder. Even if Farnes' strength has declined seriously, it is not his turn to be called a strong man."

"—send them both back."

The silver-haired girl said decisively:

"Make sure they won't wake up in a short time, and then use your active body to help... Wait, isn't your spare body also someone else's?"

She suddenly remembered that the person in front of her seemed to like to snatch other people's bodies.