sweet conquest of the devil gl

"Asshole! Can't you afford it!" Floria protested angrily, but unfortunately the protest was ineffective, and she was really turned into a hamster now.

It was still a cream-colored fat hamster wrapped in egg wash, dipped in bread crumbs, and hanging directly above the oil pan.

"The name is wrong."

The silk thread moved down a small space, and the sound of the oil pan sizzling rang in the ears.

"Hum."

"Why, so stupid that you can't speak?"

"Chichi." Floria really started to chatter.

The silk thread was already at the bottom, and just a little further down, Floria could make the devil next door cry.

But the fat hamster still kept his mouth tightly shut, refusing to say a word.

He even breathed evenly and entered the sage mode of self-hypnosis.

Barbatos wanted to cut the silk thread directly, but this idea was quickly suppressed.

Angry with small things?There is no need.It's really so fried, it doesn't make any sense at all.

Originally, according to her handling method, it is very normal for disobedient property to be forced to order with magic brand or simply smashed.

But she didn't want to be so simple and rude when dealing with the little things in front of her.

"Little thing, say it yourself, what do you want?"

Whip and honey, occasionally honey is more effective.

The fat hamster opened his eyes, and opened his mouth wide in shock at the enlarged version of the devil's beauty in front of him.

The heartbeat was too fast again, and the mouse's heart was not strong enough to bear it. It squeaked and its head tilted down, almost dying of breath.

Barbatos narrowed his eyes, pulled out the thread, and the fat hamster turned back into a human girl, and fell on a big soft bed.

"Little thing, the speed of your heartbeat is very interesting. Like me so much? This feeling is actually stronger than fear of the oil pan." The devil's voice is soaked in tenderness, whether it is flower petals, velvet or a poisoned dagger, all you can see Devil's mood.

"Demon, devil! Don't come here, stay away from me!" Floria had just caught her breath when she realized that things were worse than before.

Now she is covered with egg wash and bread crumbs!

"Heh, are you ordering me?" The anger was kicked to the furthest point, and now [pleasure] and [desire] are churning in the devil's mind.

It's so interesting that I want to do all kinds of things.Each inspiration delighted her more viscerally than the conquest of a plane, the destruction of a non-existent foe.

"No, it's not... stay away from me, please, I beg you, wow - I don't want the eye of a needle!" Floria screamed and covered her eyes.

"What did you see?" Barbatos asked knowingly, the clothes on her body had changed from gorgeous dresses to silk pajamas, and the thin pajamas couldn't hide her attractive figure at all.

Only the saint can resist the temptation of the devil.

The little thing in front of him is strong-willed enough, but unfortunately, having the courage to fry does not mean having the determination to refuse temptation.

"Please seriously, pay attention to address."

"No! Take it, take it, take it away!" Floria said incoherently.

"Please, Floria." The devil's breath blew in my ears, and then...

"Wow—perverted!!" No need for magic, Floria turned into a boiled shrimp, bouncing around on the bed, covering her ears, trying to kill the devil with her eyes.

"Your acceptance is very problematic." The devil shook his head critically, his neck only turned half a circle, and his scarlet eyes were still staring at Floria's eyes.

"The problem is your brain!" Floria hugged the pillow and flinched.

"No, I can't bear it just like this? It's too boring." The mouth is disgusted with the boring, but the eyes are full of desire.

"That's enough, can you send me back, even if you wash the dishes and pay you back..." Floria stood up in fright, and kept backing away.

Damn it, why does this bed move back together? I despise magic and cheating!

"Are you wondering why the bed moved back together? Floria, of course it's because—" the devil held the girl down: "I don't want you to fall, cutie."

The change of title is very natural, with a high degree of sweetness and intimacy.

Even when the devil speaks sweetly, Floria can still notice: the ruthlessness beneath the devil's enthusiasm.The color of the eyes is fire, but the bottom layer is full of ice.

Her intuition kept her calm, and there was no mercy for the devil in front of her.After the devil is satisfied, it is of course impossible to spare human life.

Or better than life, soul.

"Little cutie, what are you thinking?" Scarlet and Silver moved closer to the trembling prey.

"Barbatos, I was thinking..."

Names are a spell, and they don't work only when Barbatos calls Floria.The devil also temporarily stopped moving during this address.

"Take it! Bastard devil!"

"..."

"...Why didn't it work!" Floria raised her leg in disbelief.This trick is obviously tried and tested in novels, anime, and movies, especially when the heroine uses it on the villain.

"First of all, this trick is completely ineffective against the devil." Barbatos's voice showed a peaceful state for the first time: "If you can subdue me with this trick, I can be your maid."

"Oh."

"Secondly, I don't have that part. How do you want it to work?" Barbatos stroked the girl's cheek as if teasing a naughty cat.

"I heard that high-ranking angels have both sexes, so I thought devils are like that too." Floria lowered her head embarrassedly.

Barbatos really laughed out loud: "Oh, there are indeed some angels and devils who like to have two characteristics. Unfortunately, I am not."

"Sorry..." Thinking back on what she did just now, Floria didn't dare to look up.

"Think of it that way, you're lucky."

"What luck?" The devil's caress made Floria want to purr comfortably, but she lost if she purred!

"If I had that preference, you might not last three seconds." The devil said seriously: "Of course, if the cutie likes it very much, I can make it hard."

There is obvious malice in the smile on the devil's face, and this suggestion is definitely an immediate death option.

Regardless of whether it was death after satisfaction or death after rejection, Floria, who didn't want to die, started spinning and shaking her head before she could react.

"It's a pity, then, let's continue." The pajamas on Barbatos's body gradually became foggy and transparent, and the obvious lines were visually tempting the human girl to fall into the abyss.

【Damn, who can save me——】

The girl prayed to the gods.

What am I doing wrong?I remember…

[I did not sign the company's contract. 】

Indifferent words exploded in my head, yes, I don't have a signature!The tone belonging to [Floria] dragged Floria out of desperation.

The surrounding scenery vibrated violently, drawing a large amount of magic power from the caster. Once the magic power was interrupted, the whole scene would collapse.

The devil and the girl discovered this at the same time.

The devil raised his hand, wanting to inject some magic, to continue this dream she loved so much.But in the next second, the girl who saw through the illusion pinched her fingers arrogantly.

"Barbatos, what do you want to do to this king?"

Then, the scene suddenly collapsed.

The palace full of artistic sense, the huge bed and the golden birdcage disappeared, and the luxurious bedroom in Yilan City was nothing but a beggar's bedroll in comparison.

The zombie Crossel threw himself on the carpet without moving at all.The magic power can not only be described by the word overdraft, he has been squeezed into a corpse.

Want to satisfy the desire of the monarch?Such a little magic is not enough.

"Your Highness, please step back temporarily, and I will deal with the disgusting residual stains." Barbatos' fingertips popped out flames, and the zombies were wrapped in flames and disappeared without a trace.

"That's it, Your Highness." The devil turned around with a perfect smile.

"That's not okay, Barbatos." Floria stood on the bed, condescending: "In the illusion just now, you don't know what you did?"

"Your Highness needs your subordinates to continue?"

"Don't play dumb for me—"

It is impossible for Crossel to know what the punishment of the devil and the devil is.

His current situation is only a little better than zombies, underestimating [humans] is really... a big mistake.

The livid-haired swordsman was closing in on him, and what was worse, the court mage lurking behind.

He hates human spellcasters, absolutely.

If he hadn't been left with unhealable marks by the heroes of the past, if he hadn't been seriously injured by the Son of Light, if he hadn't lost puppets one after another in a short period of time...

In the real world, there are no assumptions.

"Finally got you, devil." Alexia's hatred was a pyre in the flames.

Crossel remembered those eyes, and he knew that begging for mercy and negotiating with the person in front of him was useless.He kept dodging the sure-kill sword skills, trying to find the only person who could stop this attack.

Duke Francis.

But he's not here, why, how!This kind of careerist obviously needs the devil the most. He probably just wants to drive himself to a dead end and lower the price he pays!

The blade flashed from the dark and Alexia's giant sword pierced through the devil at the same time, smashing him to pieces.

Crossel's consciousness sank unwillingly: why...why did I end up like this, I am a devil, not an inferior little devil...why...

A court mage caught the core dropped by the devil as quickly as possible and locked it in the box.

Alexia stopped him: "Wait, what are you doing with this?"

"This is an order from Duke Francis..." The white-haired court mage was a little afraid of the mercenaries in front of her, but she was a demon hunter who could smash magic defenses with one blow.

"I need his core to unlock Joanna's curse." Francis walked in from the door.

Alexia took a deep look at him: this man was by no means a kind man, but he gave himself a chance to avenge the devil, and he could indeed resist the temptation to make a deal with the devil.

"If you use the devil's core to do evil, you are also a devil in my eyes." Said the hunter surrounded by spellcasters.

"Please don't worry." Francis raised his head and met her eyes: "I, like you, hate devils very much."

The author has something to say: Thanks to Lei Lei, who has [-] million little bells, and thanks to the monsters in the gap for irrigation~