Is the night devil queen me?

The tip of Qianyue Ying touched the ground, and walked towards the orc step by step.

The orc rushed in front of Qianyue Ying, and the moment his footsteps came, the smoke and dust rolled up, and the huge ax was raised above his head, and with a bloodthirsty laugh, he slashed down angrily.

This long knife is absolutely unable to bear its weight, so Qian Yueying lightly dodged aside, then kicked her feet, and the whole person jumped up.

boom!

The huge noise was accompanied by billowing smoke, and sand and stone shot around like bullets.

Qian Yueying turned the long knife in her hand, her blue pupils froze, her whole body was spinning in the air, her long hair fluttered, and the light of the knife flickered.

puff!

Qian Yueying spun and passed over the head of the orc, the silver streamer flashed across his head, and the blood bloomed like a beautiful flower in full bloom.

Qian Yueying landed on the ground, half squatting, threw away the bloody long knife in her hand, raised her head, expressionless.

so empty...

Her faith was gone, everything was so empty, she threw the knife away, because now she no longer has the faith to hold a knife all the time.

The audience cheered, marveled, cursed, unwilling, ugly cheeks.

Qian Yueying looked around, is this a human being...

No... the demons are the same.

Sad existence.

Boom!

The orc's huge body fell down, its head was cut in half, and blood flowed out. She turned around, walked away slowly, and walked back into the cage.

…………

The Colosseum ended, Lilith smiled slightly.

clap clap clap!

At this moment, there was a regular burst of applause, which came from the balcony outside the window sill not far away. It was a strong middle-aged man.

Short black and white hair is very simple, wearing gorgeous aristocratic costumes, also wearing eye patches, but from the blade-like lips and chiseled cheeks, he should look good.

"It's so beautiful! That figure, that knife without hesitation! It's full of courage! It's shocking!" He said excitedly, and couldn't help but say.

"Carl, what is the origin of that demon slave, is there a way to get her here?"

From Lilith's perspective, she couldn't see anyone standing behind him.

But right after the noble man spoke, a respectful voice came from behind him: "Master Syl, that is the finale slave of the Colosseum, and it is estimated that it will not be sold."

"After the auction is over, go and find out if there is any way out."

"Yes, but after the auction, there should be a chance to meet the person in charge of the slave market, and then you can ask him face to face."

"That's right." The noble man named Syl nodded. At this moment, he felt Lilith's gaze, turned his head to look, and his pupils shrank.

It's no wonder that although Lilith was wearing a blindfold at this time, the clothes on her body and her innate temperament immediately gave him a feeling of surprise, but there was also a little surprise in it.

After all, Lilith looks like she is only twelve or thirteen years old now, so it is really rare for her to come to this kind of place.

"Ah..." Syl straightened her clothes, coughed, and said softly, "It's really rude, beautiful lady..."

Lilith didn't answer her, she turned her head and continued to look at the Colosseum.

Facing Lilith's ignorance, Syl didn't show any embarrassment, but when he found the string of words on Lilith's chest, his face changed slightly.

"So that's it...the words on the chest, you are from the Phipps family..." Although Searle's tone was still gentle and gentle, it seemed a little different from before, with a little arrogance.

Of course, this arrogance was also discovered by Lilith. She didn't know the words on the chest, so it probably came from the source of this dress.

But who cares about her, she doesn't care who this person is, so she just turned around and prepared to walk into the house.

"Irreverent!" At this time, Carl, who had not shown his face, lost his temper and shouted: "A mere town noble, what is your attitude towards your lord Sir Sir!?"

"Oh? Your master didn't speak. When will it be your dog's turn to howl again?" Lilith said coldly.

"What are you talking about!?" The guy named Carl walked into the balcony. It was a man wrapped in a black robe.

Originally Lilith didn't want to talk to them, it was troublesome after all, but it was different after being scolded.

"Carl." Searle said suddenly, and glanced at Carl.

"Ah..." Carl was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and retreated: "Yes."

Chapter 53, Money Delivered to Your Door

"Well, coming here is a guest, it's all the same, but, you are the youngest daughter of the Phipps family, I didn't expect to be interested in slaves at a young age, this place is not simple, did you bring a good guard?"

"Thank you for your concern." Lilith said indifferently, and really didn't want to talk to these two guys.

"I think your family's guards probably don't have much strength. This place is very dangerous for a little girl like you. As your lord, I think it is very necessary to provide protection for my dear nobles." Searle spoke obliquely and gave Carl a look.

Carl was slightly stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what his master meant, and smiled slightly.

From just now, the master has been complaining that the servants here are too poor in appearance to meet his requirements. This noble woman probably suits Syl's taste.

In their eyes, Lilith is just a little girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Although they don't know why she came to this kind of place, but how powerful the guards brought by this little nobleman are.

It's not the first time Syl has done this kind of thing. Although he usually doesn't blatantly molest the daughters of nobles in his territory, it's hard to say in private.

To put it bluntly, he didn't believe that those little nobles dared to resist him.

Searle was just interested, and if the daughter of the Phipps family didn't meet his requirements, he could throw it away.

"Oh?" Although Lilith wasn't sure what he was thinking, but hearing his tone, he most likely wanted to do something to her.

Slightly raising her thin eyebrows, Lilith walked into the balcony, facing Syl and Carl, with a smile on her lips.

Nasha was covered by the cloak and couldn't see her expression, but she also walked out and stood behind Lilith, keeping her expression on.

"Then, what does your lord mean?"

"My lord accepts you generously, the youngest daughter of the Phipps family, stay with me, and I will protect your safety." Syl smiled gracefully, with a very sincere expression.

"Go, Carl, and take our lovely lady over."

"Yes." Karl replied respectfully, raised his head, with a wicked smile, and his body was filled with holy energy.

He took a few steps forward, the holy energy on the soles of his feet exploded, and he flew straight up, rushing towards Lilith, stretching out his right hand, trying to grab her.

For him, the strength of the fifth level is walking sideways in this territory. He just sensed the woman in the cloak, and found that there is no fluctuation of holy energy at all. It is just a woman with relatively good physical fitness.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Karl saw black smoke coming out of the woman in the cloak, and a cold breath enveloped him immediately. His pupils shrank, and before he could react, his right hand was held by the woman.

Kaka…

Bones let out a mournful cry, this woman had such a strong hand, he gritted his teeth suddenly, concentrated his holy energy on his wrist, trying to let go.

click!

Nasha didn't feel any pressure on her hand at all. She grabbed his wrist and pulled it back. A light and crisp sound sounded, and Karl's palm was bent back in an exaggerated shape.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Carl screamed, his mouth was so wide that his cheeks seemed to be distorted.

"Don't touch her with your dirty hands." Nasha said coldly.

"Damn it!" Karl roared, a drop of cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, and his left hand instantly condensed into a sacred dagger, shining with dazzling light.

Nasha's pupils moved slightly, and she stepped on his left palm, the holy air dagger dissipated, and the bones in her palm made continuous crackling sounds.

Nasha let go of his wrist, and pulled out the dagger pinned to his arm. The silver light flowed, and it was inserted directly into his throat, not even leaving him a wailing sound.

In order not to let his blood stain the place, Nasha grabbed the cloak on him and threw it down.

There was a muffled bang, and screams and discussions suddenly came from below.

It all happened so fast that Searle was in a daze.

What is the origin of this woman! ?

Why does that little noble have such strong guards.

"Your lord actually invited us over, so how can you bother your subordinates to come and invite us? I'll go over in person."

Saying so, Lilith didn't wait for Searle's reaction, and jumped over with her whole body, her long black hair flying around, and punched Searle's nose.

Below, the appearance of a dead body immediately attracted many people to watch. After a while, a man with a bleeding nose and a distorted face suddenly fell down, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Lilith stood on the balcony with an extra card in her hand. She jumped back into her private room and walked in.

Now there is an extra sum of money. Basically, as long as she is a slave of the demons, Lilith wants to take pictures. With more money, she has enough confidence.

The auction was about to start, Lilith sat on a chair and waited quietly.

…………

At the same time, in a private room a few rooms away, a man wearing a cloak with gorgeous golden patterns was leaning against the window, listening to the commotion below.

"Your Highness, something seems to have happened down here." The man came over and said respectfully to the handsome young man who was sitting on a soft chair drinking continuously.

This young man is the current prince of the Snelli Empire, Edward.

"Is that so?" Edward replied casually while drinking sullenly, he didn't seem to be very interested.

"His Royal Highness..." The one wearing the cloak was Edward's personal bodyguard, the ninth-rank warrior Weiss.

"You drank too much..."

"Don't worry about me." Edward's cheeks were a little red, and his tone was also emotional.

"Heh..." He suddenly laughed at himself.

What are you doing now...

His own empire is now in a period of war, and he, a dignified prince, even came to the slave market of the demons to auction off slaves at this time.

It's ridiculous just thinking about it.

And all of this was arranged by his father, making it even more ridiculous.

This is the king's order, saying that it is to promote communication with the Black Blood Spirit organization and let him come to visit.

Is this a visit?

He knew the purpose of his father, and he wanted to photograph some high-level succubi here for his enjoyment.

During the war, the money extracted from the people was used to buy high-priced slaves for entertainment, and they were demons, how sad it is.

And the saddest thing is...

Edward took a sip of the red wine, threw the wine glass directly, and made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground.

"Can't I do anything..." Edward whispered to himself, lowered his head, and laughed slowly, full of bitterness.

dong dong...

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Weiss went to open the door, but found that it was two human girls.

Do not……

He frowned, looking at the collars around their necks.

Is a human slave.

Chapter 54 Auction

"What are you doing?" Weiss' tone was naturally full of indifference, which was a normal attitude towards slaves.

The two slave girls were unmoved, and showed a trademark stiff smile, but their eyes were a little empty. They walked away and asked in a low voice: "We are here to serve the two adults, please take care of us."

"Go away, we don't need it." Weiss waved his hand, showing a bored expression, and drove away.

"Wait." At this time, Edward, who was drinking in the room, suddenly said, and stood up slowly.

"Master..." Weiss was taken aback for a moment, his tone full of doubts, but he still stepped aside.

Edward smelled of alcohol, stretched out his hand, pointed to a female slave at the door, and said lightly, "You, come here."

"Yes." The female slave was expressionless, respectful and authentic, and walked over slowly. The other slave didn't move, and stood where she was, also expressionless.

Edward suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the female slave by the collar, turned around, and pushed her onto the soft chair.