sweet conquest of the devil gl

Standing in the basement, Vincent caressed a roll of sheepskin carefully. This was a real product he bought from a mysterious businessman at a huge expense. He could feel a tingling pain when his fingers passed over it.

He guarantees with his years of experience in antiquities research that it is genuine!It is a special scroll that can contact people in the demon world in the era when the demon king has not been sealed.

It's a pity that he probably wasn't the predestined person mentioned in the ancient books, no matter how much he tried and sacrificed, there was no response.Even if he mixed up with the lunatics of the Demon Lord's Return Sect to make use of each other, no one really succeeded.

"Vincent, do you feel that you need to explain something to me?" Vincent was startled by the clear voice, it sounded like Miss Floria?

While turning around, he clasped the ring on his finger, making a horizontal cutting line in the direction of the sound.

The line was held down by a finger, a... devil's finger, bright red nails on pale skin.

Vincent's pupils contracted violently, and he saw the real devil!

"You are so presumptuous in front of His Highness, you arrogant scum." The scarlet-eyed devil hooked the cutting line, and with a light stroke, Vincent's left ear was split in two by the cutting line.

Roaring was also imprisoned, his mouth opened and closed like a fish dying of thirst, and he couldn't make any sound.

"Barbatos, it's very difficult for humans to talk to each other under severe pain." Floria waved her hand. When she came in, she saw this guy's "collections" and couldn't arouse any sympathy at all.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, he won't want to hurt more, just nod when you hear it." As soon as Barbatos finished speaking, the creature on the ground closed its mouth and nodded abruptly.

The restraint of the voice was released, but Vincent didn't dare to call for help at all. After seeing the devil characteristics of the two "people", he, who knew a lot about devil legends, completely lost his will to fight.

"Frankly, this is your last chance, Vincent." The demon king's voice had the charm of a girl and the coldness of a demon, and Vincent trembled.

He knew that this was definitely not Miss Floria, but... a devil from the abyss!Maybe it's [The Returning King].

Knocked down by his own delusion, he prostrated himself on the ground: "Your Highness...I am your faithful servant! I want to be your faithful servant now!"

Before today, this was of course a lie.He believes in the existence of devils, but he only wants to use their power to get promoted and make a fortune, and to establish his own kingdom in troubled times.

[The devil king or something is already dead, and it is still reliable to make money.Anyway, the devils are in the abyss, they can't crawl out. 】

Such thoughts were shattered by the facts in front of him, and he just wanted to live.Only by surviving can he get everything he wants.

【Your Highness, his heart of obedience is real, should we keep him as a chess piece? 】

[No, his value ranges from the soul to the body, not worth mentioning. 】

[What you said is very true. 】

After becoming a demon, Floria has changed.But she still hated the guy who killed innocent people to the extreme.Even if she knew that leaving the scum in front of her could better integrate into the world and accomplish more things, she didn't want him to see the sun of tomorrow.

Even if it's just for the innocent souls left on those bones.

"The answer is irrelevant." The arrogant Demon King looked down on Vincent from the corner of his eyes.

"I'm going to confess, I'm going to confess—" Fearing that the devil would raise his little finger and let death come, Vincent didn't know what to confess, so he simply started to brag about his achievements. 】

"I didn't know your current identity before, so I dared to refuse your request! Every demon lord's resurrection day sacrifices pure young men and women. In order to bring you back to life as soon as possible, I have tried many methods! In those notes—”

Before he finished speaking, he fell directly to the ground, wearing a fake smile mask until his death.

"Barbatos, pull out his memory, I'm too lazy to listen to the trash explaining." Floria put away her little finger with a tired face, ignoring the reminder of the upgrade of the system's law of death.

"Yes." Barbatos stretched out his hand, and an invisible thing was trapped in his palm.

Such a scum-like person, the soul will naturally not have someone to wait for, and it is very easy to get trapped.

"Your Highness, you seem to be in a bad mood? If possible, I would like to share your worries." After putting away Vincent's soul, Barbatos was not in a hurry to share his memory with Floria.

Floria didn't deny it: "Blood, killing, terror...It's too powerless, Barbatos. It's too powerless."

"Your Highness? We seem to have used bloody means to silence him forever." Barbatos pushed his glasses, unable to see his expression clearly.

"It's not the same. His weakness comes from these things." Floria was very serious. She spread her hands and showed Barbatos the basement.

"He is indeed too weak, lacking in intelligence and charisma, and unable to successfully use everything he has obtained." Barbatos can see that there are real and fakes in it.Evil people can also be divided into high, middle and low. Vincent is the lowest of the lowest, that's why he died in a cramped basement. Before his death, let alone a country, he couldn't even control a city.

How sad that there are only a few subordinates who can be called confidantes.

"He never understood what it means to be really strong."

"What is real strength, Your Highness?" Interest surged in the blood-red eyes.

Barbatos' abnormality was very slight, but Floria still caught the danger signal at the first time.She didn't make any changes, Barbatos was far more dangerous than the scum.She won't trust the devil 100%, never will.

But Barbatos hasn't turned his back on him yet. As the devil king, he can't catch wind and shadow.

"Seek strength from the heart and soul." Floria gave a plausible answer, because - how do I know this answer? !

If I know the way to become the strongest, I'll run for it myself.

"Your Highness, how do you want to prove this point?" The words full of ambiguous feelings like nostalgia were blown gently in the ear, and a strand of hair scratched the face, itching.

Floria's eyes couldn't catch Barbatos' approaching footsteps at all, which was an absolute lack of strength.

Floria clenched her fist, raised her arm, and threw it out straight.

She let go of her fist at the last second, and she stood on tiptoe, and Barbatos also bent his knee tacitly.

The devil pressed his palm on the devil's shoulder: "Just keep following me, and I will definitely let you see everything you can't see elsewhere."

Before Barbatos could respond, Floria, who was embarrassed by herself, put away her hands in a panic: "Okay, my king is getting annoyed by the repetitive things, and the things left by that trash are interesting."

She pointed to the parchment on the table. Vincent had been tinkering with it just now, and it was obviously valuable.If it can be exchanged for a large number of points, let her directly dig the dungeon here!

"Your Highness, this is a link letter used for communication between the demons. The style is too old, and it is a technology that has been eliminated in the company."

"Is there a local demon king in this world?" Floria is most concerned about this point, as there will be competition if there are peers.She can't guarantee that other demon kings will also understand the value of love and justice.

"There are related legends, in which he was killed by a brave man, and most of the ruins have been fully explored." Barbatos said succinctly.

"Ha...whether it's a rumor or a history, this king is the only demon king!" Floria said as she took the parchment from Barbatos and unfolded it, wanting to see what was drawn inside.

The moment it was torn apart, her consciousness was drawn into another layer of consciousness.Barbatos hugged the fallen Demon King tenderly, and helped her hold the parchment, as if nothing unusual had happened.

Christina slumped in a crimson sleep, as always, always will.

【monster. 】【You must be a demon hybrid!Human scum! 】【Why on earth were you born, wasting food? 】

It has always been like this, including dreams.

The vicious words she had heard were no longer sharp enough to cut through her hard heart.

There's only one person, only one person is special, those golden eyes... more beautiful than jewels.

[I want to hold her in my hands, whether it's eyes, heart or other, I want to...]

"I want to...hold my knight."

That's right, the knight.It was a chess piece that symbolized a knight.Viola has countless titles, she is a princess, a general, and a lord.

But in [my] heart, she should be a [knight] that [only belongs to me].

What color were human dreams originally?

Christina also obtained information about dreams from others.It is said that their dreams are colorful and will respond to dreams or wishes that cannot be fulfilled.

But there was nothing in her dream, and she couldn't even feel that she was sleeping.She will just keep falling, falling into the bottomless abyss.

Maybe I am a member of the demon clan... Well, if the demon king really exists, the omnipotent and super powerful demon king in the rumors, can you...give me a dream, give me... [my knight]?

[Are you okay, why are you falling? 】

"Just look at it, I can't control it, this is a dream... eh?" She opened her eyes, the surroundings were still blood red, but just now, did someone else's voice appear?

【Unable to control?It's too monotonous here. 】As the second question fell, a hand grabbed her who was falling.

Then, with the appearance of a pair of hands, gorgeous flowers begin to grow.They are so noisy and beautiful, covering the bloody world.

Under the unreasonable spread of flowers, the sky turned blue, Christina's feet landed on the grass, and she raised her head to see a rainbow composed of flowers.

The fall stopped here.

The one holding her hands was a strange... demon girl.

She has the legendary horns, the legendary wings, and the legendary tail.

There is also something that is not in the legend...

Unwavering eyes.

No one told her, no one recorded it in books, and no pity, inquiry and disgust could be seen in the eyes of the demons.

"Are you...His Royal Highness the Demon King?" Christina knelt down slowly, feeling the softness of the grass.

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Thanks for the irrigation~owo