The world doesn't need succubus to save

Chapter 395 I am indeed a plaything, but not yours
Pretending to be confident, Descartes grinned wide, spat out the blood in his mouth and said with a smile:
"Bah! Cough cough... You didn't kill me directly, did you think so too?"

"Because I still have value to use."

Legendary demons are not such fragile creatures, and things like regeneration of severed limbs are not very difficult as long as there is time.

In other words, although Descartes looks very miserable now, as long as Karan is willing to let him go, and after a period of rest, he can return to his peak state.

If he really wants to kill Descartes, what Karan has to do is to do it cleanly, instead of not killing him directly like now, choosing to chat with him.

With a weird smile, Karan said with a smile:

"Oh? You discovered all of this?"

Descartes' guess was not wrong. Karan really didn't rush to kill him directly at the beginning.

Haha, it really is!

Karan's reaction gave Descartes even more confidence, and he was now convinced that there was nothing wrong with his thinking.

Karan just wanted to subdue himself, and even turn himself into an object of slavery.

"Yes! You understand, you can't hold that position at all with your current strength alone."

Although Karan's current strength is higher than her own in terms of level alone, but without a long period of training and familiarization, her real combat ability does not match her strength.

The battle just now ended in an instant because of the sudden intervention of the monster after the two had fought fiercely for a long time.

that monster...

goo.

Even if it was a legend, Descartes did not make any decent resistance, and was directly severely injured after a few encounters.

"It is indeed very strong, even not much worse than some other lords, but can you make him come to the stage?"

"This is your trump card, right? Surely you won't let it show up easily? You will lose your biggest hole card like that."

Every demon lord will have his own trump card. Don't underestimate those demon lords who have ruled an entire abyss plane for a long time.

If they are really pushed to the limit, then they must reveal a lot of scary undertones.

Compared with those lords, Karan's accumulated background is too weak.

"But I'm different. I'm the Demon Grand Duke on the bright side. They won't be too wary of me, including those other Grand Dukes."

"If they know I have your back, they will change their minds."

Exaggerating his own role as much as possible, Descartes felt that the words were almost finished, and when Karan frowned and pondered:

"Karan! I am willing to cooperate with your plan, I am willing to recognize your status faithfully and surrender to you!"

However, a sigh silenced all Descartes' emotions.

Ugh……

"Sure enough, we still can't expect too much from the demons."

"What a boring and ugly struggle!"

Descartes: ? ? ?

"You said one thing wrong."

Shaking his head, Karan smiled helplessly after sighing:

"Although your association seems to be very logical, but I let it save your life specifically, but I didn't give you a chance to surrender."

No matter how good the logic is, as long as it is wrong from the beginning, it is basically impossible to draw a correct conclusion later.

"I just wanted to ask you something."

Lifting the big sword stuck in the ground, Karan asked with a smile:

"Are you saying... I am very similar to her? Will you refuse your request?"

"Ah? Who?"

Blinking his eyes in confusion, Descartes didn't know why the situation suddenly became like this, but his survival instinct still made him think hard.

What went wrong?
"You mean you and Your Majesty?"

"Yeah, me and that woman."

Karan is a usurper who killed his mother and ascended the throne. Would such a person still respect his mother?
"I... No, that's just what I said casually, and it's impossible for His Majesty to agree."

Karan shrugged unsurprisingly and said with emotion:

"I think so, she doesn't like a guy like you."

That one can be violent and crazy at the same time, but also powerful and beautiful... How could she look at this kind of garbage?
"Also, I need to remind you that I am [Your Majesty] now."

Suddenly piercing Descartes' right eye with the tip of the sword, Karan said calmly with his expression unchanged:
"However, it's not your Majesty."

I don't need a courtier like you.

Am I a piece of shit?

How could she fall in love with trash like you that she doesn't like?
The eyeball of the right eye was pulled out directly from the eye socket, and Descartes angrily glared at the crazy queen with one eye, ignoring the pain.

"Wait a minute! I've said so much, don't you understand your situation!? Do you really understand what you're doing!? I'm a Grand Duke who is willing to support you... Ahhh!"

Karan's response to Descartes' questioning was equally simple. She used her tail to pierce his remaining left eye and pulled it out.

With a bang, it was pulled out from the eye socket.

The tail was raised, and the same ugly eyeball was sent to the front of the eye for a closer look, and Karan flicked his tail vigorously with a look of disgust.

Snapped!
Descartes' left eye slapped on the wall like a rotten tomato.

Pitiful.

"Of course, if you kill you, the expressions of the other Grand Dukes will be very exciting when they know about it, and they will naturally surrender."

"you!!?"

Just for such a reason?
"Don't you know that other demon lords have been watching this place!?"

"I know, they're all a bunch of idiots with a heart but no guts."

! ! ?

madman.

This woman is even crazier and arrogant than her mother!

His eyes lost their light, and Descartes also sensed the malice that the other party no longer suppressed, and completely gave up struggling.

He started cursing!

"You bitch, you're bound to fail."

"The demon lords who know the news will definitely come, and you must become their plaything!"

Descartes understood something, and madly cursed the glamorous witch who laughed at him.

"Plaything... Well, I might be more or less like this now."

……what?
Seeing Descartes, who was suddenly stunned and sluggish with a crazy expression, Karan laughed contentedly.

She raised the beheading sword high and added with a smile:
"Similarly, it's not yours either."

what?
Looking at Karan who seemed to have a resentful expression and didn't know what he was thinking, Descartes was completely confused.

What the hell is she talking about?
plaything?

she said...

brush!
The beheading sword was like a ray of red light, crossing the dungeon like a moon, and directly chopped off Descartes' ugly head!

"I am a little plaything of His."

　Malicious slow title.

　　Devil's Whisper()

　　The paper man is nice, but it's not your wife—

　　happy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)