The magic cards I made are no problem

But now it is too much to say.

It's not a good time or a good place to speak the truth.

Still, Durkan listened to Fahiril's piercing laughter.

I always feel that if I let Fahilier continue to be proud like this, no matter how much I torture Fahilier afterwards, I feel that I have lost.

Maybe it's Durkan's oddly competitive nature.

Or maybe it was his usual bad intentions.

Or maybe he hasn't really calmed down yet.

Durkan looked at Cornelia's slightly lonely side face for a moment.

Taking a big step forward suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Cornelia's hand.

Under Cornelia's surprised and astonished eyes.

Durkan hugged her gently.

"what?!"

Fahiril stared at all this with wide eyes, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

He felt that he was caught off guard by an unimaginable mental crit!

And the most unacceptable thing for him is.

Durkan actually stuck out his tongue provocatively at him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Fahiril roared with his eyes wide open, his face was full of madness, anger and resentment!

"Humph."

Durkan stroked Cornelia's soft hair and smirked complacently.

"As expected of you."

Cornelia couldn't help laughing, and even turned her head to admire Fahilier's expression.

She also imitated Durkan and stuck out her tongue vindictively at Fahilier.

Immediately, she buried her head in Durkan's neck again, whispered softly, and whispered:

"You really never let me down."

Volume 262 Endless Purgatory: 4000 Cornelia has never let Durkan down ([-] words)

"Ahhhh!!!"

Fahiril's cheeks became distorted and ferocious, his protruding eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he hissed and roared extremely angrily.

Because of being beaten up by Durkan's stand-in emissary Batchel, Fahilier's neat and orderly gentleman's attire was so dilapidated, and his hair was messed up like weeds.

After being insulted and mentally attacked by Durkan and Cornelia, he has become a bit like a circus member who escaped from the madhouse.

But he was about to successfully kill this frighteningly tenacious Bacher.

"You just wanted to torture Fahilier, right?"

Cornelia lowered her head and asked softly.

"Huh? Well, of course."

Durkan replied subconsciously.

"Then can I torture him too?"

Cornelia's voice became smaller and smaller, and asked.

"Of course, I've already made [Captain Delkan] a limited edition of Miss Gray Devil. The more Fahilier hates me, the more the mocking effect will be..."

Before Durkan finished speaking.

His eyes widened.

He felt that there was a fleeting coldness on his cheeks, and it was like a feather caressing the softest skin on his cheeks.

The red hair in the field of vision was blown by the breeze, accompanied by a faint fragrance and temperature.

Durkan stared at Cornelia blankly.

Cornelia was grinning slyly, then turned around and waved her arms triumphantly at Fahilier.

Immediately, Fahilier roared again with a higher decibel.

It seemed that even the silence spell or the silence barrier couldn't stop his anger.

……

"Wow! Cornelia is even braver than Durkan!!!"

"You two only know how to play straight balls?!"

"Torture Fahilier a little more!!"

The excited shouts in Hevenlet College were no less than Fahilier's growls.

It seems that the celebration mode when the New Year's bell rings is turned on in an instant.

At this moment, Durkan in the picture may not have realized what happened.

But the audience in this world has seen it.

Just now, Cornelia caught off guard and kissed Durkan on the cheek like a bird.

The audience who had expressed sympathy for Durkan's torturing the demon, now they all shouted to torture Fahiril again!

They found that they all guessed wrong about the matchmaker.

I thought Morion was the matchmaker, but I didn't expect the real matchmaker to be Fahilier.

"Wow wow wow!! This princess has a girlish heart!!! I really want to have such an experience!"

Alice shook Mier excitedly, and screamed in a shrill voice, regardless of the princess's dignity amidst the deafening shouts of the crowd.

Mier let Alice shake her with a speechless and helpless expression.

"Then what type do you like, you must at least have a partner."

Mee complained.

"I, I like that kind of cold and cool knight!! You can protect me well, even a bit domineering! But he must be upright and kind, be patient with me, and not bully me..."

Alice let go of Mee, as if the girl's heart was about to melt, her eyes sparkled and she dreamed.

"Uh... I wonder if there is anyone I know who can introduce you."

Although Mee said so.

But Meyer thought about it and shook his head.

It's so hard to find.

First of all, the cold and cool knight, in addition to locking temperament, also represents handsome.

To protect Her Royal Highness well, such an important task may not be enough for the seventh rank, at least the eighth rank.

You must be upright, kind, and patient, and you must not bully the weak, pitiful and helpless princess who seems to want to be persecuted...

Find it in your dreams.

and many more.

"hiss……"

Meyer took a thoughtful breath.

"What's the matter, Mier, do you know such a person!"

"No no, absolutely not."

Mee quickly waved his hand.

"Mie!! You must have thought of someone just now! Tell me!!"

"No! Alice, trust me!"

There was a rare and joyous quarrel between the two of them.

……

The sixth floor of the Demon Prison.

Durkan already understood what had just happened.

"...?"

He just touched his cheek lightly in a daze, not knowing what to say for a moment.

This is the first real downtime in Durkan's life.

He realized.

He can devise strategies and tricks, but he can't predict Cornelia's actions.

From the first sight of her.

Durkan knew that this person was his natural enemy.

Maybe at that time, Durkan had already lost if he chose to accept Cornelia's approach.

Durkan quickly came back to his senses, looked at Fahilier who was almost being transformed into Bacher No. [-], and smiled helplessly.

"Cornelia, you are really bad."

"Shouldn't you praise me?"

Cornelia asked Durkan as if asking for credit.

"Good job!"

Durkan gave a thumbs up.

Cornelia smiled proudly at Durkan.

Durkan looked at the battle situation on Hillier's side, and his expression became a little more serious.

There was not much time left for them to chat, and it was time for him to get rid of Fahilier and end the strategy of the sixth floor.

"After returning to this world, I want to confess one thing to you."

Durkan pressed Cornelia's shoulders and said seriously.

"Um……"

Cornelia nodded.

Although she knew what Durkan was referring to.

But she will wait for Durkan to say it himself.

"Then I went to fight Fahilier?"

"Well, wait until you come back from work."

After a simple farewell, Cornelia also ran towards the seventh-floor portal where Mr. Cat and the others were.

"call."

Durkan let out a breath, and straightened his appearance.

"Fashiril...Although I don't know how to describe my current mood and my attitude towards you, you must be unlucky today."

Durkan muttered to himself, and walked towards the life support cabin where Croix was sealed.

Even though the entire laboratory became a mess due to the battle between Fahilier and Bacher, but due to the protection of the enchantment attached to the life support cabin, none of the life support cabins have been broken so far.

From the moment Durkan was judged victorious from the duel earlier, his wristband was also prompted to choose to free a Class A prisoner.

Durkan chose to release Croix in front of him.

Immediately, the enchantment formula on the life support cabin faded, the life support cabin opened, and Croix, who was wearing a prison uniform made of special material, also fell down from it.