Is the night devil queen me?

Lilith took a step forward and came to her side. Watching her long ears move, she seemed to wake up.

"Obviously a dark elf, do you still like to bask in the sun?" Lilith asked lightly.

"Hmph..." Nasha snorted softly with her snow-white nose, curled the corners of her mouth, opened her eyes, stood up and stretched her waist.

She turned her head, smiled at Lilith and said, "What about you, you're clearly a night demon, but aren't you afraid of the bright sunlight?"

"The devil world also has such sunshine." Lilith said slowly: "Besides, I am not afraid of the light."

"Yes, the sunshine in the Demon Realm is warmer. This kind of pure light makes people yearn for it." Nasha's black pupils seemed to be in a trance, with nostalgia.

"Do you want to go back?" The sharp-eyed Lilith caught the moment of trance. She looked at Nasha and asked aloud.

"I'm working hard for this." Nasha turned over and jumped off.

Patting her face, she showed a relaxed expression: "Why, seeing that you can't let go, do you think assassins shouldn't bask in the sun?"

Lilith didn't answer her, but continued to look at her.

"Every assassin is different. Some like the dark night, but some like the warm sunshine, although..." Nasha laughed: "Our blood-stained and sin-stained souls don't seem to be qualified to enjoy the dark night." qualifications for such fun.”

Lilith also smiled: "And, the sunshine in the human world is a charity for you, right? You want to return to the demon world."

Nasha frowned slightly, and turned her head to stare at Lilith, but she couldn't see anything from her beautiful smile.

"I don't like being judged by others, Elisa." A coldness flashed deep in Nasha's pupils.

Lilith's expression did not change, but continued: "It's just that you have already admitted it."

"Hahaha." Staring at Lilith for a while, Nasha suddenly laughed like a silver bell: "Assassins are like ugly mice, hiding in the dark, eating everything, no matter it is rotten or not. Meat, or rotten fruit, even if it is a good meal, will not hesitate to pollute and destroy it."

Although Nasha was laughing, it seemed that she was mocking herself.

Lilith looked at her lightly, and from her eyes, she could see sadness, like a crying child.

The melodious call of the bird is still so beautiful, but at this moment, it seems a little harsh.

"Why do you say so much to me, the guy I met for the first time." Lilith's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Heh..." Nasha scratched her purple hair, even though she looked as beautiful as a girl, she revealed a vicissitudes of life.

"Who knows, maybe, I see the shadow of my past in you. Courage, self-improvement, and dreams." Nasha rolled her eyes: "It's so beautiful, just like a flower, but..."

She raised her head and looked directly at Lilith: "This flower is so fragile, it cannot withstand the blowing of wind and rain, it needs to rely on nutrients, the black soil, the nutrients obtained by rotting corpses."

"So, are you relying on Xifa? Even if his nutrients are obtained through the corpses of his own family, you still don't want to refuse?"

"This is the reality, the strong prey on the weak." Nasha's tone seemed to be filled with anger at this moment.

"I am an assassin, a killer, a cursed existence that takes people's lives. It's sad, if I don't have the ability to take people's lives, then I will be the one who takes my life." Nasha's body trembled a little. : "I just want to go home, go back to my familiar hometown, and taste the familiar warmth, even if I'm already broken, but that's enough!"

"No way, the demons are weak, and they can't even obtain the most basic happiness!"

After saying so much in one breath, Nasha suddenly shrank her eyes, covered her forehead and exhaled: "Forget it, I said too much..."

She didn't understand why she, who had always been lazy, would be emotionally affected by this night witch woman she just met.

She wanted to change back to her usual smiling face, but found that she couldn't smile anymore, so she could only say indifferently: "Just now, just pretend that I didn't say that you will perform your first mission tonight, so get ready."

After that, she patted her face, turned around and walked towards the wooden house, passing Lilith.

"A fragile flower..."

At this moment, Lilith spoke.

Nasha stopped abruptly.

Lilith squatted down, looked at the unremarkable flower on the ground, picked it up, turned her head, and smiled slightly.

"Even though it is fragile and picked at will, I still feel that its beauty is not in this moment, but that no matter how many times it is trampled, it can still bloom again and bloom confidently."

woohoo...

The breeze caressed gently, driving the long black hair of the black-haired girl, and each strand seemed to be a little bit fluorescent. Her black dress was slightly swayed, like a Widowmaker, so beautiful that it was suffocating, and her blood-red eyes were full of charm. Like the bright moon in the night sky.

Nasha's pupils suddenly shrank a little.

Her memory was flipping and rewinding.

When I was a child, I opened my big bright eyes, flickering, and beside me, a beautiful young woman held her hand for a night, and time and space flowed very slowly and quietly.

She raised her head, heard the booming salute, and saw the beautiful fireworks in the sky.

A three-headed hellhound walked slowly, and on its back was their king.

Lilith.

clatter……

A clear sound of footsteps brought Nasha back from her memory. She closed her eyes and shook her head violently. When she opened her eyes again, it was the night demon woman walking over.

"A mission, I'm really looking forward to it." Lilith raised the corner of her mouth and said.

"As long as you can keep up when the time comes." Nasha froze for a few seconds before responding to Lilith, her pupils still a little dazed and absent-minded.

Seeing the back of Lilith entering the wooden house, Nasha patted her head lightly.

What happened to me, everything was fine, why did I suddenly talk so much to this night demon woman, and still keep my calm state of mind fluctuating.

and……

She covered her forehead.

How can I still remember something so long ago...

Chapter 29 Coronation

The Church of the Holy Light, the Saintess branch of the Fiat Empire.

It is still this quiet church, with neat wooden tables, slightly dim light, sacred and solemn bells, and the beautiful light coming in from the colorful oil painting windows.

The wooden door creaked, and a little girl with big black horns pushed open the door, and her long black shadow was elongated.

She walked in slowly, her black arrowhead tail was swaying, she raised her head, her small snow-white nose moved, as if she was sniffing something.

Lu Yue stepped forward and walked slowly on the path among the neatly arranged wooden houses. Looking at the huge glass with colored oil paintings printed in front of her, the corner of her mouth slightly twitched.

"God's redemption?" Lun Yue laughed.

On the oil painting, the upper one is a holy angel with a halo and a loving face, the middle one is a human being longing for salvation, and the lower one is a dark and ugly demon.

She stood there, the sound of clothes rubbing against the dark corner beside her, and immediately, a pair of blood-red pupils lit up.

With a whoosh, a black figure rushed towards Lunyue, and he fell to the ground, with long red hair fluttering and falling beside Lunyue's eyes.

"Why are you in such a hurry." Lunyue didn't resist, allowing herself to be roughly pushed to the ground.

"Leia."

It was Leia who pushed to the moon.

At this time, her hair had turned dark red, and her pupils were also rendered blood-red, shining with light. Two fangs were exposed, rubbing against each other constantly, making a clicking sound.

"I'm sorry... Lunyue... I... already..." As she said that, she began to pant heavily, and each blow hit Lunyue's face with a scorching breath.

"It's okay." Lunyue stretched out her hand, gently stroking Leia's face: "Be patient for a long time, the master is not here, so I will satisfy your blood desire."

Hearing this sentence, Leia couldn't bear it anymore, opened her mouth, and bit on Lunyue's small, white neck, sucking it crazily.

"It doesn't matter." Lu Yue hugged her: "The desire to suck blood is becoming more and more frequent, but as long as this period of time passes, it will stop, and you will not be controlled by the temptation of blood."

In the quiet church, there were only the panting sounds of the two girls. I don't know how long it took until Leia's hair color gradually returned to pink, and she slowly let go of Lu Yue.

Sitting aside, Leia covered her mouth, her cheeks were a little red, and she didn't dare to look at Lunyue.

Lunyue propped herself up, the bite mark on her neck was slowly healing, she looked at Leia with a smile, and said slowly: "What's the matter, are you still shy?"

"No, I just don't like this self-indulgent self very much." Leia replied in a low voice.

"It's nothing. Your endurance is already very good. If you were someone else, you probably would have gone out to look for food by yourself." Lunyue stood up and stretched out her hand to Leia.

"Get up, my lord."

Her cheeks flushed again, and Leia held Lun Yue's hand and slowly stood up.

"The reason why it took me so long to come back is that I ran into a strong man from the Snelli Empire." Lu Yue looked at Leia and began to get to the point.

"Holy rank powerhouse?" Leia's eyes narrowed slightly.

Sure enough, the Snelli Empire dared to launch a war against the Fiat Empire because of the strong foundation of the Holy Order.

"This is normal, but what's interesting is that he turned out to be a member of the Holy Light Church."

Hearing the word Church of the Holy Light, Leia's pupils shrank slightly, and she turned her head to stare at Lun Yue, as if she wanted to get her confirmation.

Lunyue told Leia everything she encountered, including her and Lan Ling's conjectures.

After listening, Leia was silent, and after a while, she said slowly: "So, it is very possible that the two empires are now at war because of my choice."

"What's the matter, do you feel guilty?" Lunyue leaned on the wooden table beside her and smiled slightly.

"No." Unexpectedly, Leia shook her head: "It's no longer useful to feel guilty. You guessed it, I just want to open a new way. The current Holy Light Church is not the church I yearn for , has changed, and gradually rotted over time."

"They were able to send holy-level powerhouses to the Snelli Empire, and even win over the army of the demons, but they didn't know that we could do it too." Leia said lightly.

"The Snelli Empire has the support of the Church of the Holy Light and the Demon Army, but the Fiat Empire has my support and your support. I have accepted the lesson against me."

"No, we took over." Lu Yue interrupted: "The demons, the master has already begun to infiltrate, we can trust her."

"Sure." Leia nodded, her expression relaxed a little: "For the Church of the Holy Light, leave it to me."

"Even if you do this, you run counter to your god?" Lu Yue raised her head and looked at the big colorful window above which was printed with oil paintings.

"No." Leia shook her head, and looked at the oil painting above: "During the baptism, I saw real gods, God Realm, not real gods, they are just different races like us, real gods The God of God gave us life, gave us the world, and also gave us rights, everyone's right to live, that's all."

"Saint, she is just a guide, leading them to the intersection of countless roads."

"The Three Realms of God, Man, and Demon are all for different purposes. There is no real right or wrong, only different hearts."

"Even if our purpose is very naive, don't forget, you are also a demon now." Lu Yue chuckled a few times.

"But that's our dream." Leia also smiled: "Well, at the same time, I'm also a saint."

………………

Fiat Empire, Palace Hall.

At this moment, it is time for Ai An to be crowned.

The death of the old king is only known to the top management of the Fiat Empire. They have no time to be sad because of the special period and special treatment.

The former king did not have any ceremony to bury him to see him off.

This may be a kind of sorrow, the sorrow of the king.

There were no salutes, no cheers, no balls, no praise during the ceremony.

Quiet and quiet, only His Royal Highness in fine attire, and the oldest chief magister, Chris.

Below, are the civil and military officials kneeling on the ground. During the war, they were all in uniform armor, silent and motionless.

Chris held the crown in trembling old hands, with a serious face, and put it on for the prince who knelt in front of him on one knee.

For a moment, I had mixed feelings.

He and Vivienne are both children who grew up under their own supervision, but now, they have taken on the heavy responsibility of the country.

Apart from gratification, it is more worrying.

Behind him were two sharp swords.

Dusk, morning light.

The two golden long swords shone with cold light, and the endless years could not conceal their sharpness.

This is the long sword behind the throne, the sword that the empire possessed in the early days.

No one can pull it out, and since the beginning of the mainland's historical records, no one has pulled it out.

These two swords represent the beliefs of the Fiat Empire, and the dust on their blades is the purest land in the Empire.

Opening his dry mouth, Chris' hoarse voice echoed in the gorgeous palace: "What is the king's belief!?"

"For the country and the people!"

"What is the quality of the king!?"