sweet conquest of the devil gl

"What kind of cyberpunk demon world is this..." Floria stood on the street, amazed.

Right above there is a sci-fi-style track car, a magic-style floating magic tower, and colored light arcs make a warning color flashing krypton gold dog's eyes.

There are row upon row of high-rise buildings in the middle, and the style is full of demons dancing.

Only the horizontal surface where she stands has a unified architectural style, which may be the hobby of the lord, or the hobby of the lord's manager, or it is more likely to use a minimalist style for the sake of saving.

The only thing that made her think of hell was the flowing magma underneath.Thanks to the magma, the rental houses here definitely don't need heating.

Anyway, the devil is not afraid of the damage of the flames. He is afraid that if he has no money to go to the bathhouse, he will jump into the magma pool to clean his body.

Floria looked at the gurgling red liquid on the edge of the road and shook her head.

"No, I can't waste time. I have to figure out how people in the Demon World make money." Floria hit her head, and she asked Barbatos to work hard to create this illusion. Isn't it just to figure out how to live against the company? .

Demon King Company is definitely not a charity company. Once it is confirmed that it has no way to provide more profits, it will definitely stop the system plug-in.

Floria spread her wings and flew straight up. The demons in the dream would not stop her from breaking the rules, allowing her to cross the boundary and reach the upper level.

The streets here are much deserted, and there are no strange demons walking outside. Maybe this is the office area?

"Your Highness, the subordinate is late." Barbatos wrapped his arms around Floria's waist and hugged her: "The illusion synthesizes your consciousness, and the distorted part interferes with the tracking of the subordinate."

"That is to say, the devil world is not like this?"

"Of course not, but it can be." Barbatos looked at the tall building Floria pointed to: "In the illusion, it will show a form that is easy for you to understand, but the rules remain the same. The scope of the demon world is very large. Great, it cannot be ruled out that such a demon world really exists."

"Barbatos, I can't see that you still have such a past." Floria reached out and patted her on the shoulder: "It must be very hard, being scolded by the boss every day, and finally had to defect to me."

"Your Highness, where did you draw your conclusion?" Barbatos smiled half-smile.

"It's very simple. First, Xinlian and Meila came here because they were excluded, and you weren't excluded, right?" Floria lay down comfortably.

"Yes, the subordinates have not been excluded."

"Second, the guide at the beginning didn't know you, so you must not be famous~"

Floria's little finger was wrapped by Barbatos, and she pressed it down: "No, you are wrong about this, the subordinate is very famous... The leader is too young, and he climbed quickly by relying on racial advantages, so the follow-up may not be great. "

"Ha, is that right? Then the third point, you are too proactive." Floria's tone sounded like a devil: "A skilled devil must be more reserved."

"Your Highness thinks that this subordinate is very active?" The smile on Barbatos's face widened, and she only now knew that in His Highness's eyes, she was actually classified as the "handy young devil" faction.

"Isn't it?" Floria tilted her head.

Barbatos did not answer directly. She carried Floria into the nearest building: "Your Highness, you can see what the devil at the bottom looks like."

"I saw it just now, the super poor red-skinned big sister, tsk tsk tsk, living in a rental house and worrying about being transformed into energy every day."

"That can only be called a monster."

Floria soon learns what Barbatos's so-called lower devils are like.

They walked around the office building, which had many rooms.

"The illusion is using your common sense, please see if it is easier to understand." Barbatos opened one of the doors for Floria.

Countless phones are placed in the same office, and several devils are holding the phones to communicate with the client.

These calls are probably a symbol of the magic circle.

"No, no, I won't pay such a high price for a soul like yours..."

"Hi, may I ask if you need wealth? Enough for you to lie down and live your whole life."

"Miss, fighting is so dangerous, you must want an obedient familiar~"

"This cooperation is very pleasant, come back next time if you have something to do!"

"Look, these are the active bottom-level devils." Barbatos sneered, "Stalk one or two pure souls or rare species, otherwise they will starve to death."

"That's right, if you don't eat your soul, you will starve to death. It's so cruel." Floria sighed.

"No, devils don't only eat souls." Barbatos spread his wings and flew to the upper level: "Souls are the general equivalent in the devil world."

"what?"

"An ordinary soul that is neither dirty nor pure can be regarded as a copper coin."

Barbatos' will changed the upper space, and the sky that was originally lined with magic towers was distorted and turned into the only palace.

A jet-black diadem emerged from Barbatos' hair, and gems shone deep purple.

The candles in the hall were lit one by one, illuminating the surrounding decorations, and there were a large number of transparent jars storing flames on the shelves.

"Welcome to your castle." Barbatos sat on the gorgeous platinum throne, holding Floria in his arms: "This is not much different from the original castle."

Even if the difference was huge, she wouldn't let Floria find out.After all, this castle is the most in line with His Highness's aesthetic appearance.

"Barbatos, are these jars filled with souls you've collected?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Floria counted the jars on the wall: "You are so poor."

Calculated on the basis of one copper each, even if there are 1, it is not worth a few gold coins in conversion.

"Your Highness, each of the souls displayed here is a valuable and rare item." The devil's finger stroked the devil's cheek: "I don't have the habit of putting rubbish in the room."

You were the one who said copper first...

"Really, then you collect these souls, why don't you make a humble phone call." Floria narrowed her eyes, enjoying the comfortable touch.

"Basically they took the initiative." Barbatos replied arrogantly: "It takes long-term hard work and some luck for them to contact their subordinates. The subordinates will be willing to sign a contract when they are in a good mood."

"Really, did the king take the initiative to work hard, or was he lucky?" Floria slammed her every day.

Unexpectedly, this time the devil did not retreat to a safe distance.

"This subordinate was very lucky to see your soul at that time." The devil's kiss lightly fell on Floria's eyelids: "You are a unique treasure for this subordinate."

The gentle yet firm tone dyed Floria's cheeks cherry-colored in an instant.

As expected of a devil, he is very good at talking.

"How many precious souls have you spoken to?" Floria turned her face away.At first glance, she looked like an old and skilled Si Ji!

"Only you, and you are the only one who can lie in the arms of your subordinates."

"Lie." Floria slapped her thigh: "As a professional devil, shouldn't he make phone calls to make appointments with clients every day, spare no effort to provide body-to-heart service, and kiss passionately at the end to ensure after-sales service? !"

"...do you think so?"

"Of course." Floria nodded seriously: "If I was born as a demon, it would be like this." When encountering souls like Flora and Lois, they must rush forward with their tails flicking.

It must be more comfortable to hang out with cute and kind big sisters than to follow Zhou Papimowang.

"It seems that this subordinate must not let His Highness fall to that level."

Barbatos supported Floria's waist, let her kneel on her lap in a facing position, and supported her back so that she would not fall off.

"Your Highness, would you like to listen to your subordinate's proposal?"

"Say." Floria was wary of her attacking her ears, and leaned back like a cat refusing to be kissed. She wouldn't get hit twice with the same move!

A golden scroll is suspended in the air.

"How about signing a contract with your subordinates? Your Highness, the contract between you and the company is invalid, right?"

The seemingly sweet words exploded in Floria's heart, how did Barbatos know.

"It's a joke, this king didn't like the company, how could he still like you?" Floria struggled, but Barbatos' arm restrained her too much.

"Because this subordinate's contract is more generous, you should take a look first."

Floria reluctantly looked at the contract, looking at ten lines at a glance, and it seemed to be really okay.

From a literal point of view, although the contract still requires Floria's soul, it also strictly stipulates that Barbatos must not go against Floria's personal wishes too much.

In short, Barbatos provided Floria with unemployment insurance, allowing Floria to retain the honor of the Demon King regardless of success or failure.

The price is: if she dies due to reasons other than Barbatos, Floria's soul will [forever] belong to Barbatos.

The notes at the end of the terms are all explaining in detail how Barbatos will help Floria, how safe Floria's soul will be after death, and will not be abused.

And the most important point.In terms of titles from now on, Barbatos will be called His Highness Floria before the person, and Floria will be called Master Barbatos after the person.

"Are you looking down on me?" Floria stretched out her left hand and grabbed Barbatos by the collar.

The first button was not very strong and broke with a click. Floria could only hold the place where the button fell off and continued to maintain a serious expression.

"It's just one more choice for you." Barbatos is very sincere: "Compared with taking risks and pains, don't you feel more comfortable under the care of your subordinates?"

After finishing speaking, the golden quill slowly fell from the air, and cat ears were still drawn on the feather.

Floria caught the quill and broke it right in front of Barbatos.

"Your Highness, do you want to force your subordinates to do something to you?" The devil's hand moved from his waist to his wrist, and gently clenched it: "The subordinates here are stronger than you think."

"Are you going to rebel?" Floria's face was cold.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, you may have misunderstood something..." Barbatos's other hand became dishonest: "The responsibilities of my subordinates also include making you happy physically and mentally."

The devil's pupils are getting darker, and now no one, such as Meera, can interfere with them.The door was locked by magic, and the location was still in an illusion. Even if she used a more direct method, she was not going to let His Highness go.

The company is so greedy for His Royal Highness's soul that it takes advantage of loopholes, so why should she not be allowed to follow suit?

Suddenly, Barbatos was thrust against the throne.

"Your Highness, it's useless for you to struggle." The devil smiled confidently, and she had an absolute advantage in terms of strength.

"Really, I think you misunderstood something." Floria's eyes became colder and colder, but her movements made the devil's pupils shrink.

The petite devil untied his headband and threw it aside, his long silver hair was completely untied.

"Lie down for me, mere subordinate."

Floria slowly stood up from her kneeling position, her knees resting on Barbatos' stomach.

"Oh... obey." The devil's scarlet pupils were completely ignited, she obediently turned her body sideways, and slid down lazily.

Floria almost slid down along with her long legs, managed to stabilize herself, and maintained her majesty.

"Your Highness, are you out of strength?" The devil bit her lip, but she was able to express a threat in what should have been a shy expression.

How can anyone be physically exhausted without doing anything!

The devil's anger became a circle, and his little claws kept pulling: "How can this king be physically exhausted."

Just, just don't know what to do for the time being.Is it going to fall, tear, or...?In short, she has absolutely no relevant experience and tools for committing crimes!

Barbatos is still really motionless, as if you are going to take care of him, his eyes are full of doting sneers.

"Your Highness expects your subordinates to take the initiative? I didn't expect you to have the fun of being below." The devil's tone became more and more presumptuous: "Do you need your subordinates to change their clothes and bring decent weapons?"

"Shut up." The demon king grabbed the devil's throat: "This king will make you regret the contempt just now."

[Yes, Your Highness. 】The submissive voice that sounded in his head carried the temptation of death.

Just like Floria who "has the upper hand" in front of Barbatos.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Lei Lei from Saipan~Thanks to Mu Ran and Guiling for their irrigation~