How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

The next day, Agnes went to the Demon King's Palace to change Arthur Ash's wound medicine.

Arthur Ash glanced at Agnes, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Where was that person yesterday?"

Agnes secretly hated that Yu Mao, a bitch, actually caught His Highness's attention.

With a decent and coquettish smile on his face, he gave a slight salute to Arthur Ai. The thin clothes could not cover the fullness of his chest, "Return to Your Highness, that person is just a low-level servant. He came to replace yesterday. Go today I have done my job, and now I should help in the kitchen."

Arthur Ash nodded casually, "Continue to pack."

Agnes was secretly happy, her hands were bandaged, but her eyes were looking at Arthur Ash, and she rubbed her plump part against Arthur Ash's arm from time to time.

Seeing Arthur Ash looking at her suddenly, Agnes was overjoyed, thinking that her temptation had worked.Immediately softly shouted 'Your Highness. '

Arthur Ash moved, lifted Agnes's chin, and chuckled, "Do you really hope that I will favor you?"

Agnes blushed, and her eyes were full of spring, "I have admired His Highness for a long time, so it is... ah!!"

Before Agnes could finish her confession, she was slapped by Arthur Ash and hit the wall hard, spitting out blood.

Slowly withdrew his hand, Arthur Aishu snorted lightly, "I've seen too many women like you, it's disgusting. I want to kill one when I see one."

Regardless of the pain, Agnes knelt down and kowtowed in horror, "Your Highness, Your Highness, I know I was wrong, I dare not try to seduce you, please don't kill me, don't kill me... ..."

Hearing the same begging for mercy, Arthur Aishu somehow suddenly remembered the slave named Yu Mao yesterday.He is obviously afraid of death, but surprisingly, he doesn't feel disgusted.

And the other party's confession sounded much more comfortable than the disgusting woman in front of him.

Probably because those eyes are too clean.There is no trace of filth, it is crystal clear.Fear is pure fear, liking is also pure liking, nothing else will be mixed.

"Get out." He didn't want to kill people for the time being.

It would be great if she could save her life, Agnes dared to say anything else, she fled out of the hall with all her hands and feet, fearing Arthur Ash would change her mind a second later.

After returning to the place where the servant lived, Agnes immediately became angry.If it weren't for that Yu Mao, how could she have confessed to His Highness so impulsively.If she hadn't confessed, she wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury.

"Bitch!" Agnes slammed the table viciously.Yu Mao is in the kitchen now, and she doesn't dare to delay the progress of cooking.But when that bitch comes back, she must make him look good!

in the kitchen

"Yu Mao, your skills are getting better and better." A middle-aged woman patted Yu Mao's shoulder with a smile.

Yu Mao smiled shyly, a little embarrassed, "Thank you Aunt Milia for the compliment."

Milia suddenly noticed the wound on Yu Mao's hand holding the plate, and frowned, "That group of people bullied you again?"

Yu Mao quickly hid her hands and stammered, "No, it was me. I accidentally scratched myself."

"It's still a lie." Miria felt a little distressed, but she was helpless. It has always been a custom among servants to bully the weak and fear the strong.Yu Mao has an ugly appearance and a weak personality, so it's no wonder he wasn't treated as an object of venting.

"Don't cook, Auntie will give you some medicine."

Yu Mao was startled and shook his head again and again, "How can this be possible? The medicine is very expensive. Aunt Miria, please don't waste it on me."

"The medicine is for rubbing, otherwise why would you come here?" Miria took out a small medicine bottle from her pocket, dug out a piece with her fingertips, and daubed it on the back of Yu Mao's bloody hand.

Yu Mao looked at the medicine on the back of his hand, felt the cool feeling, his nose was sore, and he said in a low voice, "Thank you, auntie..."

Yu Mao couldn't remember how long no one had been so kind to him.Since his home was captured, he has never felt warm again.

Seeing that the little guy in front of her was about to cry, Miria felt helpless and distressed.But there is no way, in such a place, it is difficult for everyone to protect themselves.

Pat Yu Mao on the head, "Okay, don't think so much, just help auntie cook."

Yu Mao nodded, suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and smiled softly, "Okay."

After cooking, Mao Yu left the kitchen.He glanced at the medicine on the back of his hand and smiled slightly.But before the smile fully bloomed, it was broken up.

There was a stabbing pain in the head, and hot and humid liquid slowly flowed down.Yu Mao reached out and touched it, it was blood.

"Yu Mao, you bitch!" Agnes stared at Yu Mao, and swung the stick in her hand down again, hitting Yu Mao's head hard.

"Hmm..." Yu Mao looked at in fear, "Sister Aiger, what did I do wrong again?"

Agnes smiled coldly, "What did you do wrong?" As she spoke, she hit Yu Mao on the leg with a stick.Yu Mao fell to his knees in pain.

Agnes came closer and hit the leg again.After all, she didn't dare to beat people to death, she only picked places that weren't fatal.

"You still have the guts to ask, if it weren't for you, how could I be hated by His Highness today. It must be you, a bitch, who spoke ill of me in front of His Highness yesterday." The more Agnes thought about it, the more she thought about it.

You must know that she is particularly outstanding among the servants. Based on her appearance, if Yu Mao hadn't said bad things in front of His Highness, how could His Highness not be moved.

Thinking of her happy life being ruined by this disgusting slut, Agnes's teeth itch, wishing to cram his tendons and peel his skin.

As one stick fell after another, Yu Mao bit his lip tightly, trying not to let out a sound in pain.

The back of the hand that had just been smeared with medicine was stepped on again, and with the hard crushing, there was a heart-rending pain.

"Hmm..." Yu Mao still couldn't hold back, and cried out in a low voice.

It really hurts.

What did I do wrong, why did I do this to him.Is it because of your ugly face?

He obviously didn't do anything bad, but God seemed to dislike him and kept trying to torture him.

Eyes blurred by tears faintly saw the stick hit his head, Yu Mao subconsciously closed his eyes.

Is that the end? I'm really useless.

After closing his eyes for a long time, he didn't wait for the imaginary pain.Maybe the opponent is trying to fight from somewhere.

"Have you closed your eyes enough?"

There was no pain, but a familiar voice sounded instead.

Yu Mao opened his eyes in disbelief, waiting to see the person in front of him clearly.Hastily propped up his body and wanted to stand up and salute.However, he really didn't have the strength, managed to hold up a little height, and fell back to the ground heavily.

"His Royal Highness, Your Highness..." I was so impolite, I hoped that Your Highness would not be angry.

Arthur Aishu looked at the wounded man on the ground, raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a very casual tone, "You are really useless, you can't even beat a woman."

Yu Mao followed his gaze, his pupils flinched.Agnes had fallen into a pool of blood and was breathless, her eyes wide open in horror.

"Why, are you scared?" Arthur Aishu slowly approached a few steps, with a half-smile, "How did you look like you were not afraid yesterday?"

I thought this timid slave would show fear, but Arthur Ash guessed wrong again.

The ugly and dirty little slave in front of him suddenly smiled, looking at him with gratitude and admiration in his eyes.

"Thank you Your Highness for helping me, I will definitely repay Your Highness." Yu Mao's voice was very hoarse and slight, but the sincerity inside could not be ignored.

His Highness saved him again, and he must repay His Highness for his kindness.

"Repay me?" Arthur Axiu glanced at Yu Mao, and found that this slave was serious, so it was amused, "With your fragile body, and your temperament that you can't fight back when you hit me, what can you do?" Repay this seat?"

Yu Mao was stopped by the question, bit her lips hard, and thought about it.Your Highness is right, he is too useless to be of any help.

If there's anything he's good at...

Yu Mao's eyes lit up, yes.His Highness always has to go to the battlefield in person, and he will inevitably suffer some injuries, just like yesterday.

"I can help His Highness heal!" This was probably the only thing he could help.

Arthur Aishu chuckled lightly when he heard the words, "Anyone can do a bandage."

"No." Yu Mao shook his head, "I can heal His Highness's wounds in a few seconds."

His eyes darkened, Arthur Aixiu grabbed Yu Mao's chin, and said in a low voice, "Do you know what you are talking about? There is a price to pay for deceiving me."

Yu Mao shuddered subconsciously, but still managed to meet Arthur Aishu's eyes, "Your Highness, what I said is true. If Your Highness doesn't believe it, I can prove it to His Highness."

Arthur Aishi looked into Yu Mao's eyes and found that they were full of seriousness and concern.He shook his head slightly, and his hands relaxed a little, "Then I will give you this chance, how do you prove it?"

Yu Mao thought for a while, "Your Highness, I want to go back to my room to get something, can you wait for a while, just for a while?"

After the other party let go of his hand, Yu Mao tried to rush back to the room as fast as he could.

Arthur Aishiu took a look at Yu Mao's staggering steps, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stepped forward to pick up Yu Mao's collar. "When are you going and where is the room? I will take you there."

Yu Mao was flattered, even if he was just being held by the collar, he felt a great honor.

Gently pointing in a direction, "That, over there."

The house where the servants live is crowded, and there is naturally little personal space to speak of.When Arthur Ash came, everyone saw it.They all knelt down on the ground, wondering in their hearts, how could His Royal Highness the Demon King come to such a place?

When they saw Yu Mao who was being carried by Arthur Aishu, everyone became even more suspicious. How could His Highness be with this trash?

Arthur Aishu completely ignored the gazes around him, and put Yu Mao on the ground, "My lord will give you one minute to get things."

Yu Mao responded and hurried into the room.

In fact, he didn't have anything to take, but the process was really hard for others to see.

Taking out a piece of snack that Milia had quietly slipped to him from his bosom, Yu Mao bit his fingertips hard, and a drop of blood fell on the snack.

Unlike the usual bright red blood, this drop is blue.But when the blood melted into the dessert, it didn't dye the dessert with any other color, and it seemed clueless.

The wound on the fingertips healed quickly, and there were no traces immediately.

One minute was up, and Yu Mao hurried out of the room again.

"Your Highness, this is it."

Arthur Aishu looked at the piece of snack carefully held by Yu Mao, with a half-smile, "You don't mean to tell me that this snack can heal your wounds, right?"

Yu Mao swallowed, a little nervous, "Yes, yes."

Fearing that Arthur Aishu might suspect that he had other intentions, Yu Mao broke off a little and stuffed it into his mouth, and then said, "Your Highness, try it first, I'm telling the truth."

Arthur Aishiu was going to leave, but seeing Yu Mao's seriousness, he still took the ordinary looking snack and took a bite.

"!"

Arthur Ash slightly opened his eyes wide, a little in disbelief.After feeling it carefully again, I found that the bone-deep wound on my left arm had really disappeared.

This little slave is actually telling the truth? !

Even the top-notch wound medicine can't have such an effect, just like the wound medicine he applied is already the best quality.But it can only shorten the healing time of his wound from one month to one week, but this slave's stuff really makes his wound heal in an instant.

The way Arthur Aishu looked at Yu Mao changed a bit, this person was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Picking up Yu Mao's collar again, he flew back to the Demon King's Palace.

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The author has something to say:

Yu Mao: If you want to attack a person, you must first arouse his interest, and it is best to let him need you, hehe.

Arthur Ash: They are all routines, but I like them.