"you"

He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.

The leader of the party, who has always been decisive in killing, is in such a helpless situation.

It's really fun.

"Sorry sir, I'm just a little scared."

Aware of his gaffe, Si Tu pretended to be flustered and let go of the hand on his waist.

Instead, he grabbed the corner of his clothes, and his red eyes looked like a pure and harmless little white rabbit.

Andre met her red eyes, unable to say anything serious.

With a good temper, she allowed her to pull the corner of her robe, and even the usual cleanliness was thrown away at some point.

He took a step forward, and Si Tu followed suit.

But can still handle this guy anyway.

Andrei approached the corpse lying on the floor, and the moonlight penetrated to see his face.

It turned out to be the lord of the third district.

At this moment, there were loud footsteps outside the door again.

Si Tu wanted to drag him to hide under the bed, but the man in front of him remained motionless.

hiss, what's the matter?

On the contrary, it was Si Tu. Due to the force of inertia, the whole person threw back into his embrace.

Through the cold leather coat, Situ could feel his tensed muscles and his fiery beating heart.

Not only that, but her red lips coincidentally brushed the corners of the man's mouth.

The door was pushed open, Eller and the others arrived, only to find that the leader of the party seemed to be holding a woman in his arms.

Ah, is this what their subordinates should see?

Eller and the others were about to leave as if nothing happened, but they were stopped by Andre.

"Dedicate his head to His Majesty the King."

Attracted by the bloody smell in the room, Eller looked down at Charlman's body and chuckled,

"Looks like Blake, father and son, can get together at the bottom of the dough."

They acted according to plan, but only killed Louis who was walking outside the hallway.

was about to find Charman, but found that he had been fatally shot by the party leader.

"Leave the report on the task to Taif, and you will take this overly frightened lady back to the hotel first."

Si Tu, who was nestled in the man's arms, also shook his shoulders appropriately.

But how did he know he was staying in a hotel?

Si Tu lowered his blue eyes and saw the corner of the room card that was exposed from his pocket.

His mind is really delicate.

After Andre finished speaking, he didn't push Situ away, he was waiting for her to leave his embrace.

Gently grabbing the sides of his sleeves, Situ raised his timid eyes,

"I want to thank this gentleman for saving me tonight. I wonder if you can tell me your name?"

Since he has the aura of a little villain, she must be more aware of her presence.

Feel her unease and tension, and her dependence on him.

Andre's Adam's apple rolled up and down, suppressed the dark color in his eyes, and said hoarsely,

"Andre."

Ok? Only first name and no last name?

But before Si Tu could think about it clearly, Eller, who was beside him, urged him.

Although this woman seems to be very important to the party leader, it is obvious that the adults have more important things to do.

Situ loosened his sleeves, the warm fragrance and softness suddenly disappeared, and there was a trace of loss in Andre's eyes.

There seemed to be some dissatisfaction looking at Eller, who was 'all for his sake'.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Andre rubbed the touch of his fingertips just now, as well as the softness on the corner of his mouth.

Sister of the Knights Templar?

It seems that this trip is really a surprise.

Southern Demon Temple

The all-night banquet held tonight, brightly lit, congratulations from the demons.

The young Demon King returned from the banquet, apparently having a good time.

"Tsk, it's said that a thousand cups won't be poured. It seems that the rumors about you from the outside world are not all true."

Hebrew was staying in the Demon King's bedroom to report government affairs, but he didn't expect the Demon King to come back full of wine.

"It's been a while since those old ministers have calmed down a bit these days, but they still can't escape your nagging."

Oedipus sits on the throne, a symbol of supreme power, but in a very casual manner.

Although he was born with sword eyes and star eyebrows, the evil in his expression can always destroy this righteousness.

"These years of turmoil in the Demon Race, it was you who turned the tide and quelled the people who were about to move. It's really time to rest."

But the news he had just received from the north did not allow Odisus to breathe.

"If I can really rest, you won't appear in the temple, tell me, is it the same news I got?"

Oedipus leaned lazily on the throne, even with a simple gesture.

The devilish energy around him was so strong that it was too hard to get close.

A slight movement is full of oppression.

It was also thanks to the fact that Hebrew used to have a protective cover for walking by staying by his side for the past two years.

Otherwise, he would have been shocked by the demonic energy on his body.

"There is news from the demons lurking in the north that they saw a young woman who looks like a witch in the third district."

The Hebrew bowed respectfully on the ground, and conveyed the news to the supreme demon king one by one.

The index finger tapped the table top, making a crisp sound, Oedipus looked at the people under the steps, and chuckled lightly,

"I thought you were going to lie to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hebrew's dangling heart was relieved.

"That woman is likely to be the true princess of the Demon Race. I believe Your Majesty will make the decision that is most beneficial to the Demon Race."

Whether to kill or stay, it all depends on the thought of Oedipus.

He has been a demon king for so many years, and he has made great contributions, and he is even more popular among the demons.

If she just gave way to her, presumably the entire Demon Race would not easily agree.

Even if it is to fulfill the established marriage contract, the kingship should fall on Odisus.

One is the king's husband who has no name, and the other is the king of the southern realm.

Hebrew believes he will make the best choice!

But Oedisos just didn't play cards according to the routine, crossed Erlang's legs, and said casually,

"It's still too early to think about whether it's true or false."

It's just that he was really curious about what this fiancee, who was tied to him at birth, was like.

He drank the sobering soup at hand, Oedisos's eyes were clear and clear, and he was not at all intoxicated.

How can he be a simple character if he can gather up the scattered demons again?

"Tomorrow morning, I will set off for the third district of the North."

Quickly changing into neat and tidy clothes, Odisus seemed to think of something interesting, and a dark light flashed in his eyes,

"Just stay in the southern border for me and see who wants to make trouble during this time!"

The child of the witch is an excellent reason for those unwilling demons to force the palace.

So, he couldn't let her stay in the North!