Blooming Tower of the West Wind

"Doesn't this mean that she has tortured many demons? Forced them to confide the deceit that she relies on for a living?"

"What does it matter to me? Demons are very selfish creatures. I'm sure it's not just me. Every demon that hasn't been tortured has no feeling of a common enemy."

"Why are you so persistent?"

"Because I like her! I have to sign this contract with her. What about you? You are so unsteady in your determination, so you don't like her very much. Why don't you change to another one!"

Theron quickly shook her head, "No! I won't change." She suddenly realized that she had been deceived, raised her head and denied: "I don't like her anymore..."

The devil smiled, as if seeing through everything.

Theron slumped his shoulders in frustration, "...I just... I can't let her know, I can't let her notice a little bit, otherwise I will definitely be hated."

"You are a very attractive girl, look at me, what makes you feel that you will not be loved?" If there is a time when human beings will lose their guard against demons, it must be when they want to talk, Kova felt The purple iris slowly flowed through the gap in the heart defense, and the magic power penetrated through the line of sight bit by bit.

"I..." Theron stared into her purple eyes and murmured, "She doesn't need...I just...I just...her student, her subject, the magic beast she bought..."

"Who is 'she'?" Kowa asked slowly.

Lunning sensed something was wrong and was about to launch an attack when the succubus suddenly looked back and smiled, and blew a kiss at it. The red heart fluttered towards it and hit its face, blurring the vision of the entire element.

"My... my teacher, my lord, my... my only..."

Kowa was a little anxious, this loyal and beautiful beast still refused to reveal the name of its owner, which is not common in the charm art.

Most of the contracted monsters will hear the master's name on various occasions. If they have the opportunity, they will boast, and they will use the master's name to make themselves superior to others.In the human world, even a slave contract or even an employment contract without magical effects will cause humans to have a similar reaction, for example, borrowing the master's name as a fox to pretend to be a tiger.

Women, teachers, masters...

She suddenly remembered the first temptation, so she took the time to ask, "Who is Hipper Xinggui?"

"'tutor'."

"Is she your... teacher, your master, and your only one?"

A strange brilliance erupted from her green eyes, and even in the charm, she still replied tremblingly: "Yes... yes..."

The demon laughed silently and snapped his fingers in front of Theron.

"Good girl, wake up, beg her well, and write a letter to her carefully and politely. No one wants to miss your farewell ball, you are everyone's glory." It's getting more and more fun.

Theron blinked, and seemed to wake up suddenly, "Will this work? I'm still afraid...I'm hiding it from her...I'm compressing the four-year course into two years without telling her. I'm not sure she Will be happy about that..."

"Why not?" Kowa helped her count, "First of all, the annual tuition is very expensive, you saved her money, and the most stingy slave owners will like you for it. Secondly, she is willing to let you come to the advanced The school must want you to be academically accomplished. Your grades speak for themselves. After two years of graduation, everything is A+ except for the stupid history. You also took four silk threads at once. It's rare in the world, if she has some requirements for your grades, she will be proud of it. Finally," she squeezed her beautiful eyes, "let me think of a way, you know, Human nature is like this, if someone comes to snatch..."

She let go of Theron's hand and slid out by herself. Seeing that the two hands were about to be separated, Theron couldn't help but grabbed her tightly.

Kowa suddenly turned back into her arms, lowered her waist consciously, pressed Theron's hand on her waist, and said with a smile: "This is the weakness of human nature, even if you don't want it anymore, once someone comes If you want to grab it, you will always hesitate in your heart.”

She slid out of Theron's arms lightly again, pushed open the window, and said without looking back: "I miss Elan, I'm going back to find her, goodbye!"

Theron didn't know what happened yet, but he heard the sound of wings catching the wind, and the demon flew away with the wind, spreading its huge wings and gliding in the air, facing the moon as an evil silhouette.

Dean Yilan has 20 years of teaching experience, and has already bought a house near the school to facilitate her commute to and from work. Kova circled in the air, flew over the roof of the sister hall, and entered the dive stage. She just spreads her wings and goes home without having to do any flapping.

Demons are powerful creatures, and their power is bound by corresponding rules. For example, their power can sometimes destroy an entire building, but they cannot enter a window without an invitation. It is the rules of power that bind them. They, unless this demon is a servant of this family.

The window of Yilan's house is the only one that Kova can enter and exit unhindered. Her void servant can grow from the window sill of the room, and hook the window bolt for her lightly.

The owner of the room seems to have just finished taking a shower, wearing a black nightgown and sitting on a chair in front of the bed reading a book, a ball of light hovers above her head, and a little devil in a waiter's costume timidly brings hot water for her, waving at her He breathed a sigh of relief as he left.

Kowa threw herself on the back of the chair, poked her head out and said, "Ilan, do you want to know who the owner of Theron is?"

"Huh? Who is it?" Yilan didn't even lift her head, and her attention was still on the book in her hand. This book is beautifully made, and there are illustrations on almost every page. The scene of fighting with dragons and elves under the leadership of the master.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

Yilan raised her head indifferently, "Where did you go to play with your ashes again? Go take a shower, otherwise you won't even think about going to bed."

Kowa pouted unwillingly, "Are you so unwilling to kiss me? This is at home."

Elan pouted towards the bathroom, "Do you want me to push you in?"

"Press if you have the ability." Succubus said provocatively.

Yilan nodded, stood up, took a step suddenly, wrapped her hands together, cut Kowa's hands behind her back, tied them with her own tail, and carried them on her shoulders into the bathroom.

The coat was thrown out through the bathroom door, then the collar, then the skintight leather jacket, black lace panties, corset, and finally the stockings and suspenders.

The sound of water came, and the succubus exclaimed or screamed strangely, mixed with Yilan's panting.

After a while, these voices stopped, and Yilan walked out holding the succubus wrapped in a large white towel with both hands. The quilt was blown away by the wind, and the light ball wobbled down by itself. The succubus was thrown onto the bed by Yilan. She screamed happily, but just as her snow-white body was revealed, it was covered by another black shadow.

After panting and groaning, Yilan asked in an indifferent voice: "Even if that's the case, you won't say it?"

"No, no," the devil was still panting, but still insisted, "If you don't kiss me, I won't say anything."

Yilan laughed twice, "I should let you know who is the master."

"I bet you can't pass an hourglass before you can't help but kiss me."

"I bet."

The next day, Theron met Yilan and Kowa who were on duty on the suspension path. Succubus and Yilan were wearing the same two trench coats. It seemed that something happened. The two turned their heads and looked away. Yilan saw Theron He nodded politely and distantly.

Kowa pouted like a tantrum, Theron thought to herself, could it be that she asked for a kiss and failed to get one?

Today's class is not too much, there is no class for Theron in the second session of the afternoon, this is also a new afternoon tea time, everyone is here, and Ms. Sloat baked a cake in the oven and just served it on the table.

The children thanked her, and Svis cleared his throat and announced, "I've made a lot of new discoveries, and although you, my comrades, should have joined me in unraveling this mystery, you haven't."

"Get to the point." Caroline hit him.

"Didn't you ask me what I've been doing lately?"

"Are you willing to say it?" My sister showed her elder sister's momentum.

Svis shrugged resolutely, and the pendant on his ear swayed slightly, "I am single-handedly, and I have made a lot of new progress."

The three girls sat at one end of the table, and Svis sat alone as if being interrogated at the other end.

"You really look like an alien youth or something, the kind who would go out to find men."

Svis squinted at Luna: "Listen to a story or quarrel?"

"Listen to the story, listen to the story." Luna quickly flinched.

"Okay, let's start with Weishes. Do you know that there are many prosperous sports in Starsong Castle?"

Of course I don't know, everyone shook their heads, the mage could not move as much as he could, and even Theron, who was running and casting spells, was lively and active.

Only Ms. Sloat pushed her glasses back.

"Ms. Sloat, you seem to have something to say, as a native of Starsong Castle, do you have any thoughts?"

"Of course I know that there are many long-established sports, local people even organize leagues, but you must be referring to a certain one?"

Svis nodded, "Yes, the octagon."

"What's an octagon?" asked Theron, who always had a sense of inadequacy in making sense of these endless gadgets, as if every once in a while a whole new thing would pop up from around the corner.

Ms. Sloat kindly explained: "Octagonal ball is a sport played on an octagonal table. People use wooden poles to hit wooden balls into the holes in the corner of the table. It is popular in some areas near the Principality of Meserani. There are octagonal tables in almost every bar, and there are dedicated octagonal rooms in the suburbs."

"The octagonal ball is very popular, and there are even underground octagonal ball leagues in nearby taverns. On the date stated in his measurement report, Weisers went to play the octagonal ball league, so it is impossible for him to measure the crystallization at the same time. "

The author has something to say: Eighteen years of hard work and courage! —— Kowa