sweet conquest of the devil gl

Egg-white sand and gravel are piled up to form an arc-shaped enclosure. There are cubic rooms on both sides of the arc. The height of the whole building is symmetrical. Every other section has an emblem matching the blue and white flag of the Lady Justice fluttering in the wind.

Compared with huge buildings, any human being is small.The devil squinted his eyes, looking forward to the "surprise" inside under the sunlight.

"It also has the function of an arena?" Floria pointed at the sky, providing such an eye-catching stand, is it necessary for the King and Henry's brother to win with a real sword?

The picture of Brother Henry approaching with a toothpick sword quickly appeared in his mind, was torn apart by the demonized Floria, and then countless spectators ran away screaming and threw torches under the stands.

"Normally, it will not be used, only honor duels between nobles will be opened." The investigator moved half of his body away, signaling Floria to invite first.

The door, stained with solemn oil paint, opened inwards, and the "spectators" were already seated inside.They are jurors in name, but only the judge in front of them can make a verdict.

On the bright side, the jurors of the Milkwea Empire can only shine in the follow-up process and only play a supervisory role.The trial mode of the high-ranking nobles is very different, but Floria and Henry's younger brother are just small shrimps among the nobles, unable to move a knife.

Although there is a handcuff-like emblem in the mural of the trial court, no one stepped forward to put handcuffs on Floria, maybe because she is only a defendant and has not been convicted yet?

After she stepped over the threshold, a person in a gray-black robe brought over a basin of clear water very quickly, and the basin appeared pure gold.The words "Golden Basin Washing Hands" flooded into her mind, Floria hesitated for a moment, and put her hand into the basin under everyone's gaze.

There was a sudden silence around, followed by a small but continuous sound of air-conditioning.

"Miss Floria, we believe that you have grievances in your heart, but you don't have to do this." The investigator who opened the door only stood at the door, and he couldn't help reminding.

Floria didn't know what he meant, so she could only smile slightly.Is such a large washbasin not for washing hands but for gargling?

The door slowly closed, blocking the sunlight that showed his face.

"She's putting on a show! Ladies and gentlemen!" Someone shouted in the court. He had a big beard reaching his chest and stood on the right side with wide eyes.

There is a similar high platform on the left. It seems that this is the plaintiff, brother Henry whose name is still unknown.

Floria held up her skirt and stood on the high platform on the left: "Sir, you are too noisy. If you want to identify me as a witch, you have to show evidence. My reputation is more important than your life."

There was absolute arrogance in the gentle voice.

"That's right, reputation is more important than life. If you accuse the other party of being a witch, if it is confirmed to be a false accusation, you will have to pay the corresponding price." The judge's words made Henry's younger brother's eyes even more prominent.

His brain capacity and information flow couldn't understand why the judge would favor a specific country nobleman, but fortunately he did have evidence.

Pressing anger and anxiety, Brother Henry wet his throat with saliva: "Of course I have evidence! There are all witnesses and evidence!"

The judge picked up a small coral hammer and lightly rang the bell on the side of the table, and there were some letters on the golden plate in the hands of the man in gray robe.

Floria looked around curiously. Most of the court staff wore dark gray and dark black clothes, with only the emblems of the kingdom and the goddess on the neckline.The emblems are parallel, with silver and gold.

"These are the physical evidence. Her subordinates have a close relationship with the Demon Lord's Returning Sect."

"It's just that the subordinate has no way to prove that she is a witch." The judge took the physical evidence and began to examine it.

Brother Henry continued his performance: "My lord, look carefully, she is also mentioned in it. It's the few copies on the far left." Isn't it easy to forge letters without special marks?

The judge picked up the letter on the left and unfolded it, frowning.He read one after another, and finally took off his glasses: "The contents of these letters..."

"Absolutely true!"

"...It's the cows giving birth in the manor, the grapes not being harvested, and the loan slip." The judge's eyes were full of doubts.

"... was changed! It was definitely changed by that witch's magic!" Brother Henry screamed, pointing one finger at Floria, and was held down by the staff around him, and his back was behind his back.

"Keep calm in the trial court, sir." The judge's eyes became colder and colder: "If you have other evidence, please present it."

Floria snickered, do you think sending Barbatos over early is only for preventing assassination?She is a super useful devil~

"Yes, yes! There are witnesses!"

A second knock sounded, and two men in shabby clothes were brought into the hall.One drooled dully, while the other glanced at the pure gold goddess with mischievous eyes.

"Let me confirm one thing first. Do these two witnesses have noble status, or a higher level of noble guarantee?" The judge knocked on the table: "You should know the rules for suing nobles of the same level."

"This...my lord, the accusations involving the demons are different." Henry's neck twisted, and he only dared to accuse Floria of being a witch after checking the relevant laws.Trials involving demons are often unfavorable to the accused, and they will be handed over to the church if the witnesses and physical evidence are complete.

He believed that the girl in front of him would not be so clean. He had heard spies describe the condition of the bodies of his brother's group, and they definitely borrowed the power of the demons!

Even if it is clean, after a whole set of trial procedures, he will be imprisoned for at least half a year, and the territory has already changed hands when he returns.

"There is an adult who is willing to act as a guarantor for this young lady and protect her honor." The judge's expression was serious.Henry knew that things were not going well: he couldn't think of anyone who would protect Floria, but the nobles who could protect honor...all adults he couldn't afford.

Normally, he would have given up, but now his brother is dead—it’s not that the relationship between the two brothers is so good that it surpasses life. If he doesn’t get the girl in front of him, the territory of the Liuli City State will be destroyed forever. I can't swallow it anymore!

The wrong perception of himself made him calm down, don't be cowardly, just do it!

"My lord, they don't have noble status, but I am willing to guarantee it with my honor."

He is only the most junior knight, if his brother died, he would not be able to inherit it.Even so, the vouching of honor carried weight, and the judge acquiesced in his actions, beating the hammer to signal the witnesses to speak.

"My lord, I have seen that lady has a pair of devil's horns!" The witness with a mustache raised a hand and said seriously.

Someone in the jury exclaimed in a low voice, the devil's horns, that is a very serious accusation, accusing the other party of being a devil or the devil's favored person!

"When and where? Tell me more in detail." The judge asked, "What is your identity?"

"I'm... I'm a freelancer in the town of Moline. I happened to be wandering on the road a week ago. I didn't expect to see Miss Floria walking to the corner alone. A pair of horns grew out and disappeared after brushing the ground. Already!"

"It's ridiculous!" Floria snorted softly, without a hint of guilt: "How much did you charge to tell such nonsense?! The lord turned into a devil in his own territory and didn't know how to find a room? "

The judge made a gesture to keep them all quiet: "What testimony does the other witness have?"

"..." Foaming at the mouth is of course not a testimony.

"My lord, he was fine before!" Henry's younger brother was also very anxious. This is a member of the Demon Lord's Returning Sect that he managed to catch. He had already talked about what to say, but he didn't expect it to become like this? !

The judge is professional, so he didn't smile: "It seems that the evidence is seriously insufficient. You know, Miss Floria can counter-sue you for slander at any time."

If you want to sue the other party for slander in a case related to the demons, you must go through the church, which is what Henry has nothing to fear.

"My lord! I am [-]% sure that she is a witch! Otherwise, you can go to the church for a purification ceremony?!" People don't want to go through this either.

Therefore, there are many common people who were falsely accused and nobles who escaped trial in history.

"Sir, if you insist on identifying the other party as a demon without sufficient evidence, you must perform an identification ceremony." The identification ceremony the judge said was an identification by the noble tribunal, and brother Henry's eyes lit up!

Wasn't the judge on her side?

The demon identification rituals of the nobles are very dangerous. They need to cross the burning ground, swim through the crocodile pool, and sink their heads in the water basin.

These are all non-human features forced out by the state of near-death. Even if the doctor is nearby, there are many innocent cases of true death.

"Yes! That's what you should do!" Henry's younger brother was so excited that he forgot one thing: he clearly wanted to accuse the other party of being a witch and a member of the demon clan, but the judge seemed to deliberately cite the demon clan, and did not point out the testimony of witnesses. question.

"Mr. Kaze, are you sure? Assuming the identification ceremony is carried out and Miss Floria can prove her innocence, you will be directly imprisoned for false accusations." The judge's hammer was only half an inch away from the bell.

"I confirm!" Kaze, who finally had his name, couldn't wait: "I remember, the identification method of the Jazz level is drowning, right?!"

Amidst his disbelieving expression, the gray-robed men brought out a plate of... cakes from the dark room behind.Mini cakes with a bright red strawberry adorned with white frosting.

Just like that, the delicious cake was gently placed in front of Floria.

"Why, why?! Hey, hey, why?!" Kaze wailed, panting like a goose strangled by his neck: "Why is it cake?!"

The cake identification method...is the method that the first king came up with for his accused daughter. It is limited to only girls with royal blood—the only princess who has been accused is basically an exclusive method of identification.

The logic is this: the noble girl swears her allegiance to the gods before eating the cake, and then slowly eats the palm-sized cake, not choking to death is enough to prove her innocence.

What do you think this has to do with the demons?Yes, the gods will punish the demons, and the girl from the royal family swears to the gods that it is true.

"Because she is my niece." The Grand Duke Francis walked slowly into the door opened for him wearing a cloak. He sat down while everyone stood up and saluted, and nodded slightly to Floria.

"Uncle, thank you for your help. I swear to the patron saint of women and beauty, I am definitely not a witch, I am not a member of the demon clan, and have nothing to do with the return of the demon lord!" Floria blushed, yes , It is indeed cheeky to call it that in the genealogy... I didn't expect it to be the cheeky Duke Francis? !

Isn't this guy... the big bad guy?

As for women of royal blood... these days, aristocratic families with a bit of inheritance have some royal blood, and there is no law that only princesses have royal blood.

She stuck a fork in the cake and the mini cakes disappeared in her mouth in an instant.

The audience couldn't help applauding: This lady disregarded her own image and wanted to prove her innocence by swallowing the whole cake!

Kaze, with a pale face, was dragged down by the guards. Today, the justice that belongs to Duke Francis is also being strictly enforced.

"Why are you so supportive of me, it scares me a little."

"Fear? What I value most is—"

【You have no fear at all. 】

Floria woke up from the meditation called sleep, recalled the last few questions in the cubicle, and couldn't help chuckling: No wonder a man dies for his confidant, if he didn't know that Duke Francis They are not good people, she really thinks they hit it off.

Probably [arrogant to dignified] this point?

"Your Highness, the renovation of the hotel is complete, do you want to inspect it?" Barbatos knelt on one knee and put the shoes in his hand on Floria's feet.

The uppers are very clean, step on the bed - no, not on the sheets!

Floria jumped out of bed and picked up her fan: "Of course I'm going, are you ready to conquer Yancheng?"

"All ready."

Stuffing a small cake into her mouth, Floria moved into the carriage under the cover of a white fur cloak.

The delicate white horse bounces its hooves, the golden bells on the luxury car jingle, and the knowledgeable passers-by are whispering: that wave pearl coat of arms... is that so-and-so of Duke Francis?

The carriage took a shortcut and stopped in front of a simple inn.

"Miss Floria, good morning!" Emma greeted energetically with a broom in her hand: "My brother is still digging the cellar, how big is the cellar?"

"That's not the cellar, I have other plans." Floria got off the carriage, took a few steps back and looked at the renovated house.The corroded and damaged structure was removed from the outer layer, and metal fixtures were replaced. After the shape was transformed, a dilapidated house that was about to be stormed was transformed into a classical-style hotel.

All the decoration costs were paid by brother Henry, who did not want to be named, in the form of honorary compensation. Among other things, he looks really handsome when he spits out money.

There was a bang bang sound in the basement, and the "miners" were in business. In order to get better board and lodging treatment, Kandia would keep digging the cellar whenever he was free.

Floria walked into the basement and clapped her hands: "Thank you for your hard work, I never thought you could dig such a big hole."

"Hmph, I have dark elf blood, and I prefer to go underground." Candia seemed to be very proud of the alien blood, he put down the pickaxe and looked around: "Miss, you really didn't dig this for money and death? "

"How come, this place is going to serve as...a place to bring everyone a happy~" Floria just finished speaking, and saw Barbatos and Candia's very different expressions.

"So that's it, miss, the pink economy is indeed very profitable."

"Hey, hey, what are you going to do with the property left by the master!?"

"You two, where are you thinking?" Floria raised her hand and tapped Barbatos' chest with a fan: "Let me be honest, this place needs to be further developed to imitate the dungeon and act as an adventurer paradise."

"Miss, didn't you say you were going to open an adventurer hotel?" Candia almost tripped over the pickaxe: "Besides, relying on this pit, who will come to play?"

"It's not up to you. Go, go, take your younger siblings out to eat. The decoration here needs to be ventilated for a week. You can find a hotel to stay in this afternoon." Floria threw him a few gold coins : "Come back in a week, and I have to have the cellar repaired."

Candia took a bite of the gold coin and ran out of the basement with a big smile on his face. He was already hungry.

Barbatos locked the door of the basement and pushed his glasses: "What Your Highness just said was just perfunctory, right?"

"That's right, why would I tell my subordinates everything?" Floria clicked on the light screen of the dungeon system, and dragged the goblin icon to the newly-appeared room.

With a whoosh, the goblin team appeared next to them, looking left and right, carrying hoes and shovels in a daze.

This is what Floria discovered recently: non-elite monsters seem to have a closer connection with the dungeon, as long as there is a corresponding vacant room, they can be dragged by the devil at will in the dungeon.

This setting should be convenient for the demon kings to snipe the adventurers who are swarming the dungeon in groups, and now it is also convenient for Floria who is playing the dungeon in bits and pieces.

Her idea is simple: build fake (real) dungeons under various names in as many places as possible, place "tame" monsters, and in the final stage, combine all the fragmentary dungeons into a super-huge comprehensive dungeon!Subtly let the adventurers regard this dungeon as [a game facility that has been explored and has no threat]!

How can there be a brave man who regards the children's playground as a real battlefield?Guhehehe, thinking of myself sitting in the middle of the playground and watching the heroes keep sending money to me makes me a little happy~

At that time, even if you are really defeated by the chosen one, you can hold your head and shout: Is your winning reward a fixed suit or a luxurious eleven company?

Shaking her head, Floria crossed out the unlucky thoughts of defeat, and clicked the construction button continuously, and the shoddy earth pit just now was renovated in an instant, and the multiple deductions of the dungeon construction system compared to human construction also brought Perfect user experience.

The four interconnected rooms were fully unfolded within a few minutes, and the goblins were ordered by Floria to continue digging new rooms to save resources.

"Okay, Barbatos, I will leave it to Xinlian from now on, and we have to do what businessmen should do." Francis didn't know how many people had invested, so he was quite calm, and he hadn't watched it for so long. He didn't pay attention to her movements.

She can't do it, it will be too bad if Yancheng is not captured!

"Yes, Your Highness." Barbatos hugged Floria meticulously: "Before that, would you like a massage to relieve stress?"

"No need, use your loyalty in smarter places, Barbatos." Floria blushed slightly, pretending to be angry.

The wind in the wilderness can always bring many different smells.

In late autumn, the leaves were dyed crimson, and the girl who closed her eyes and sniffed the wind was wearing thin cotton clothes and a linen cloak that was better than nothing.

"Flora, what do you smell?"

"..." Flora nodded slowly.After being rescued, she finally opened her heart slowly, but she only revealed her name and remained silent.

Alexia is not impatient, she understands that in such a state, maybe after she fully recovers, this child will be more willing to express herself than ordinary people.

For those who have lost too much, temporary silence is not a bad thing.As long as the heart can come out of sadness, whether to be silent or talkative is a very secondary issue.

The gray figure flashed suddenly.

A lone wolf sprang out from the grass. It had been hungry for a long time, and the little girl in front of it was its rare meal these days.In the mind of a hungry beast, all that is needed to be safe is to bite off the young quickly and move away, and the young of any creature are weaker than the adults.

Alexia folded her arms and remained motionless, while Flora immediately got ready for battle.

She lowered her center of gravity, the dagger in her sleeve slipped to the palm of her hand, and spun with all her strength to push the blade to the wolf's belly at the best angle.The sound of metal cutting flesh is clean and neat, and the winding red lines are the art of death.

"Master." Flora shook the blood on the sword and raised her head.The eyes seem to be longing for something.

"Don't call me master, I'm not your master, no matter how well you learn." Alexia turned around, her tense arms gradually relaxed.

She can protect this child for a while, but during the dangerous journey, who can protect whom forever?She didn't want to establish an overly close bond, and even if she wanted to, she couldn't establish it with someone who was too lonely like Flora.

Flora stayed where she was, and after a few seconds squatted down and carefully skinned the wolf with a dagger.The businessman's ranks are being trimmed, and she can generate a little income during this free time.The whole wolf skin had a big cut at a key point, so it had to be peeled off from the abdominal wound to save a lot of money.

When Flora returned to the camp with a fresh wolf fur, there were two more familiar "guests" in the camp. They were invited to dinner... a businessman and a bodyguard?

"Yes, we are going to the capital too, and we have found a kind nobleman who is willing to help guarantee~" Floria smirked while holding the broth.

Although she and Barbatos can teleport back to the city after a day, they are not going to be so exaggerated.When conditions permit, some "witnesses" can be created, and such chance encounters may pave the way for subsequent credits.

No one will ever be able to provide anything like an alibi without being seen.

It's just that I didn't expect that the caravan I met for the first time was the one Alexia mentioned before... yes, they are all going to the capital.

"It's really young and successful." The furniture dealer sincerely praised: "What kind of business are you going to do? Do you need furniture?"

"I'm going to open a hotel~ Can you give me a discount for custom-made furniture in the future?"

"Okay, there are discounts for customers who make more orders. I have to give it a little convenience when I come to the store, right?"

"That's for sure~"

Unlike the hypocrisy among businessmen, Alexia sat directly next to Barbatos: "Are you recovered?"

"The way you greet is really different." Barbatos did not answer directly, and the perfect mask meant complete perfunctory.

Alexia could understand, so she didn't ask any more questions. Looking at the firelight, the atmosphere between the two of them was a little stiff.

"What's the matter? How is sister Alexia doing recently?" Floria, who noticed this, stepped between the two forcefully.

Since there wasn't enough room, she sat sideways on Barbatos' lap, facing Alexia.

"It's okay." The blue-gray hair was not so dull under the reflection of the fire, and Alexia should be in a good mood now.

Floria searched for words in her heart, trying to come up with some interesting information.But she won't need to do that anytime soon.

A feeling similar to that on the pier spread in his heart, something special was trying to attack the heart of the devil.This time, the trap was detected in advance.

How could the devil be tricked by the same trick twice!Floria stretched out her hand to her side, calling out with her last strength: "Yes..."

[Enemy attack!Barbatos! 】

A pair of hands grasped Floria's wrist as quickly as possible.

Barbatos' eyes turned crimson.

A silver-white rift split the pure black curtain, and the ocean of consciousness swallowed the Demon King out.

"It hurts...bah!" Floria just yelled a word, her eyes focused on... Alexia's face.

The person holding her was not a "loyal" subordinate, but a blue-gray mercenary.The back did not feel the warmth of the hand, only the hardness of steel.

"Sister Alexia? Why..." Floria bounced at the fastest speed, almost twisting her ankle.

Alexia grabbed her wrist, and then pointed to the sky: "The demon master returned to religion, are they following you?"

"Hmm..." Floria had no way to refute: "I'm afraid they were watching me when they were on the pier, and I don't know what they were thinking."

You can't show your flaws in front of this devil-hating mercenary!Floria had no doubts that if she dared to change back into the form of the Demon Race, the gleaming giant sword would pierce through her without any hesitation.

"Not necessarily. It's not the first time they've done this kind of thing." Alexia's thoughts didn't seem to be on Floria, she stretched out her hand, which was still wearing armor.

Floria's hand was tightly gripped by the icy cold, and she was too nervous to speak.

"This time, I will not let them succeed." This is an oath mixed with indifference.

Being held by Alexia and walking through the night, Floria's heartbeat was quite disturbed.

[It is definitely the human being around me who is more dangerous!absolute! 】The alarm flashed repeatedly in my mind.The idiot who encounters the demon lord returning to the sect may still be able to learn the tricks of his predecessors, bluffing a bit or two as a demon king, and facing the envious mercenaries will definitely only start the useless plot of questioning and answering.

I don't want to be made into a devil sashimi!Floria seemed to have seen the ominous future in which she was finely chopped up by the expressionless mercenaries, and Barbatos had no choice but to collect the corpse when he arrived.

"Are you afraid?" Dark red eyes fell on Floria's face, with a slight warmth.

Floria tried her best to force a smile, and cast her gaze around: "Of course, this place is so strange. The last time I was trapped by them was at a different pier, but the forest is very different now."

When people are frightened and flustered, they may become talkative.

"Don't be afraid, I've seen similar forests." In the armor, Alexia's hands were tense.Long-term memories surged in the deepest part of my mind.

【Miss, Miss Alexia!I can't run anymore——]

[Less verbosity! 】

Two brown shadows are running wildly in the forest. Light brown is the background color of the family, and the dress for celebrating the New Year is extremely ironic.

The hands of the two girls were holding each other tightly. To be precise, the girl who was running faster was holding tightly the wrist of the girl behind.

Their running speed was getting slower and slower, and the girl behind her was staggering and her cheeks were flushed, obviously she didn't have the strength to keep going.

Alexia was unwilling to give up, she still tightly held the girl's wrist until she fell, and she was brought down with her.

[Keep on——]

The moment he turned his head, his pupils dilated.

It wasn't the weakness of the body that caused the girl to fall, but... the arrow piercing through the brain.

Intense pain exploded in my heart, and the last trace of fetters was forcibly torn apart.Then, the second arrow flew out from the darkness, with a crimson magic flame trailing from the tail of the arrow——

It is the same now.

In the clear sound of parrying, the arrows split into two.

Alexia lowered the giant sword slightly, and at the same time shattered the bubbles of the past.

Can you shoot an arrow in two with a sword? !The mercenaries in this world are too superhuman!Floria secretly swallowed.

"It's a little strange." When her back was facing, only the thick armor and blue-gray hair could be seen, which made Floria behind her feel even more guilty.

"What's so strange? Sister Alexia..." As she spoke, she glanced left and right to see if there was a way to escape quickly.

Call you sister, let me run a few steps first when the time comes, okay?

The wrist was grabbed again, Floria was forced to open... no, forced to move forward.

"I've been involved in similar attacks before, and they like to choose people who are easier to break mentally to forge traps." Alexia walked faster and faster, and simply ran with one hand hugging Floria.

"Maybe it's because my spirit is so strong~" Floria quickly huddled up, leaning against the breastplate uncomfortable.If the props used by those believers must first invade other people's spiritual seas to construct the scene, then there must be no way to use their own spiritual world.

Even if the dungeon system suddenly goes down, all the spiritual power of the demon king will be given away for nothing, how about a re-enactment of the building in another world?

Alexia did not refute, she still did not forget to scan left and right with her peripheral vision while advancing at high speed.Now the person she wants to protect is in front of her chest, and those guys will never succeed again.

The edge of the forest begins to blur, transforming into other scenes.

What Floria was worried about didn't happen, and the mere demon lord returned to religion and couldn't shape tall buildings.What appeared in front of the two of them seemed to be a city frozen in a banquet.

Alexia stopped abruptly, almost bumping into a low room.

"Is this also a place my sister is familiar with?" Floria poked her head out. The surrounding houses were mostly made of wood, and the ribbons and hanging lamps had faded.

The smell of dust and blood filled the wind.

"Hmm." A short syllable came out of the nasal cavity, and Alexia started to walk again. Something was different, and she would not be defeated, nor would she run away.

The speed has slowed down a lot, but the monsters will not give them room to rest.

There were swellings in the thick soil, and bones and skinny limbs with residual meat broke through the ground.Each monster is dressed in clothes that a normal person would wear.

Those new clothes prepared for the festival have long since become old and broken with the passage of time.Some were still stained with black blood that could not be wiped off.

Floria heard a little heavy breathing, and the small gasps were quickly adjusted.

Then, a gigantic blade flashed in the center of town.

The monsters were buried with silver lights, and the bones would never get up again after the joints and spine were destroyed.They fell into the mud and fell back into endless sleep.

Powerful warriors run on the streets, their speed gradually brisk amidst the singing of death.

The "noisy" streets fell silent, and the festive atmosphere was re-lit outside the castle.

That's right, the castle.This place should be a miniature replica of a certain city. All the buildings are scaled down. Although the castle in front of you is small, it can still be seen that it is the inheritance of a wealthy family.

Only the decorations on this castle are as brand new, and the lights are not scary, exuding a warm orange color, just like Floria's hair color now.

Alexia stopped again, and this time her sword tip was facing the ground, and her other hand unconsciously caressed Floria's hair, stroking slowly.

The expression in the dark red eyes was covered by the dark color, and the eyelashes did not move.

Floria raised her head, she didn't see the tears, but suddenly felt distressed: What kind of traps did those hateful believers prepare inside?

Before she could say anything to comfort her, Alexia stretched out her hand and pushed the door open.This simple, unlocked metal door seemed to be heavier than the city gate made of stone.

The door slowly opened inward, and the warm breath and soft light spilled out of the door together.

"It's still so late in the New Year." The serious brother reprimanded his sister faster than anyone else: "Come in first, remember to choose the right time for hunting in the future."

"Don't say that, little baby and little Annie are anxious to come back because they are thinking about the New Year." The gentle sister smiled at Yanyan, covering her smiling face with a fan.

At the end of the large long table are father and mother. If you pretend not to know, you can still pretend that the girl in your arms is Annie.

On the table is a festive feast, the only blemish being the absence of loyal servants from the past.

Floria opened her mouth, wanting to remind Alexia that this place is surrounded by the aura of illusion, but she raised the giant sword first.This time, Floria was placed on the carpet, and Alexia was holding the hilt of the sword with both hands.

Amidst the screams of [family members], the swirling sword light brought blood lines.

[It would be great if I showed a strong appearance. 】Floria couldn't help thinking that if she was not the protected person but the adventurer's companion, she would be able to replace Alexia and cut into the ugly trap now.

Power...is a good thing.Alexia stopped her body and suppressed her thoughts with the impression of "powerful". She smashed all the traps in front of her, and when the fantasy was removed, all that remained were stumps.Those are just puppets wearing family clothes, illusions created by cultists after reading their spirits, that's all.

But... very tired, very tired, why is the energy consumed so quickly?

With a clean white handkerchief pressed to her face, Alexia almost swung her sword reflexively, but fortunately her consciousness recovered quickly enough.

"Lily? Are you not afraid?"

"Sister Alexia is very strong and she is protecting me. Is there anything to be afraid of?" There was no haze or fear in the emerald eyes.

It's strange.

"I don't need a handkerchief, and the blood hasn't splashed on my face." The armor on her body is also not stained, which is one of the most insignificant conveniences brought by the special metal and the magic attached to it.

This armor is quite expensive, how expensive is it?Probably worth... a castle, right?

Worth a... castle passed down from generation to generation by a wealthy family.

Just as Floria was about to say some words of consolation, her heart beat faster again. It is one of the powers of the Demon King, foretelling the danger enough to kill her!

Where? !Where is the danger? !

She saw it!

The eyes belonging to the devil accurately locked the charged strange device in the flickering crystal lamp!

"Be careful! Elder sister Alexia, that thing—" She rushed towards Alexia, pointing at a point in the crystal group with one hand.

Alexia caught Floria and followed her fingers to look at the crystal lamp, but saw nothing.

"What?" She raised her sword again. Although she couldn't see it, since she was reminded, she should destroy the crystal lamp first.

However, it is too slow.

They discovered it too slowly, and the invisible and colorless device was successfully activated, launching an invitation letter of death towards the powerful warrior!

Alexia suddenly noticed something was wrong when the invisible thing approached. She also had a strong intuition, a special perception ability that she had comprehended several times between life and death.

She hugged Floria fiercely, hoping to block the blow with her own body.

[I am much stronger than this girl, bear this blow, and then go find the guy behind the scenes. 】

Coincidentally, there was only a slight gap between her thoughts and Floria's.

[I am the devil king, my magic resistance is high!Garbage magic is coming at me! 】The demon king has his own super natural magic resistance!

Floria can lock the magic position more accurately,