Is the night devil queen me?

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King's bedchamber.

"Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness Princess Darlena said that she is unwell and has difficulty moving. Her Royal Highness refuses to see her subordinates." The soldier who had just sent the message knelt on the ground and reported.

"Unwell?" Khakis frowned. He obviously went to trouble Cory just now, but now he is unwell?

"Yes." The soldier continued, "The servants serving Her Royal Highness said that Her Royal Highness often vomits and can't eat anything."

Vomit?

Because he had just talked about this matter with Mira Belle, Cacheson immediately thought of the matter of pregnancy, and after thinking for a while, he immediately got up.

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Outside the queen's bedchamber.

Khakis was standing on the marble floor outside the palace, and the people behind him were servants serving Darlene.

They all knelt on the ground, face down, not daring to raise their heads, their bodies trembling constantly, dominated by incomparable fear.

Wave after wave of wails echoed around, accompanied by the man's heavy panting.

Khakis just stood there, expressionless.

There are several key words in Mirabelle's words, which are engraved in Khakis's mind without leaving any traces, and will make associations when things happen.

left out.

child.

"Heh..." Khakis sneered, signaling his soldiers to open the door.

The fishy smell is soaring, the vision is hazy, the water is melting, the body is colliding, and the desire is swirling, it is crazy.

No howling of anger, no howling of pain.

The moment the soldiers rushed in, the cold epee swung down mercilessly, and blood spattered.

No one spoke, everything was silent.

Khakis looked indifferently at the two bodies on the bed, turned and left.

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In a forest on the mainland.

"Die, die, die, die!!!!!! Hahahahahaha!!!!"

A blond-haired little girl looked crazy and let out a creepy laugh. It was just what she was doing, but it was not as scary as her expression and laughter.

She is clearing the weeds in the field.

Behind her, a beautiful girl with a huge scythe yawned, looked at the little blond girl in the field, and said, "You really listen to Lord Mammon, Mary."

"Because it's salvation." Mary grinned.

"What?" Benata was puzzled.

"Plundering life is salvation." Mary stopped her movements, and suddenly crossed her hands and fingers, closed her eyes and raised her head, praying, but the smile on her face was still so crazy and terrifying, which seemed very inconsistent.

Benata shook her head, "I don't know where Lord Xifa and Lord Mammon have gone, and they haven't come back for so long. Is there nothing interesting to be with a lunatic every day..."

Saying so, Benata looked at the sky, and a black bird flew by and landed slowly.

Benata stretched out her hand and let it land on her index finger, meeting her eyes, her originally lazy expression gradually became energetic.

"Heh... Interesting, is there a civil war in the Star-Moon Empire? It seems that the army can be expanded again."

Chapter 120 Crazy

"Mary, there is something very interesting. Are you interested?" Benata stood up, carrying a huge black sickle, and came to Mary's side. Seeing her eyes closed and sincerely praying, she showed a smile. smile.

"Is there a civil war in the Star-Moon Empire? Not interested." Mary opened her eyes and replied indifferently.

"My ears are quite good. It just so happens that Lord Xifa and Lord Mammon are not here. Don't you want to wait for them to come back and give them a surprise?" Benata seemed to find this topic very attractive.

Unexpectedly, Mary still had an indifferent expression, "Why should I please them?"

"Why do you want to please them?" Benata was taken aback, "Isn't it a wonderful thing to make a contribution and then be praised, especially by Mr. Xifa?"

"I'm just a cooperative relationship with them, not like you." Mary squatted down and continued to pull weeds.

"Hmph, yes, whatever you want." Benata snorted coldly, she really couldn't understand Mary, she obviously went crazy every time she fought, and she was not interested in such things that could be massacred , usually has a weird personality, and doesn't listen to anyone, but is willing to pull weeds here.

"Do you really want to express yourself that much?" Mary, who was pulling the weeds, suddenly said.

Benata, who was about to leave, stopped and slowly turned her head with a black sickle on her shoulders, with a strange expression on her face.

Mary obviously can't understand what she says normally, and what she does is illogical, but she can talk normally at this time.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Benata said coldly.

"I saw."

"Huh?" Benata didn't know why.

Mary slowly grinned, her smile was crazy, her pupils shone with a strange light, and said, "I have seen the salvation that belongs to you."

"That's right." Benata replied in a coping manner, ignored it, and left here.

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In the dark hall of the Star-Moon Empire, Khakis was sitting on a high chair, with one hand resting on his chin, with a cold expression.

All the servants dare not approach, because they know that at this moment, whoever touches this bad luck will lose their life.

But at this moment, a gust of cold wind blew inside the hall, making the servants who were already uneasy couldn't help but shiver a few times.

"Stand back." Khakis' voice echoed in the quiet hall, and the servants hurriedly left as if they had been pardoned.

After the servants left, a black figure appeared behind Khakis. He half-kneeled on the ground and said hoarsely, "Your Majesty, Benata please see me."

Khakis frowned slightly.

That woman to meet?

So far, what do you want to do?

Seeing that Khakis didn't answer for a long time, the black shadow said in a deep voice, "Will you refuse?"

"No, let her come." Khakis looked deeply.

"Yes." The shadow should be, and then retreated into the darkness.

As time passed, Khakis sat on the throne without speaking or moving. Only those cold pupils kept staring ahead, squinting slightly from time to time. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his whole body was shrouded in shadow. The deadly silence was suffocating.

Suddenly, a faint purple air spread in the hall, and that purple mist spread towards the main entrance of the hall, blocking the only light source.

The sound of heavy iron boots stepping on the ground echoed around. Four tall soldiers in black armor carried a sedan chair and approached slowly. They were breathing very heavily and occasionally roared like beasts.

Khakis slowly sat up straight, watching the scene with indifferent eyes. Behind him, Trent walked out slowly and stood beside Khakis, staring at the sedan chair with a wary expression.

Four soldiers in black armor squatted down and lifted the long curtain of the sedan chair, and a beautiful girl carrying a black sickle walked out of it.

"Your Majesty, long time no see, oh, Saint Trent is here too." Benata smiled slightly and walked towards Khakis.

Trent frowned and stood in front of Khakis.

Benata was stunned for a moment, but she didn't mind, she stopped with a smile, and sat down at a random place, "Don't be so nervous, I'm here this time to help."

"Help?" Khakis sneered, "Benata, the original protector saint who caused one of the five empires to be destroyed overnight, asks you to help, and the price is a bit high. Now that the Star-Moon Empire is troubled by internal and external troubles, your arrival, Not a good sign."

"Don't say that, Your Majesty, the cooperation was very pleasant last time." Benata said nonchalantly.

"Happy?" Kaqisi's face was slightly cold, "Thank you for being able to say it, none of the soldiers I sent out came back, but the St. Trans Empire has risen instead."

"Hehehe..." Benata laughed out loud, "Your Majesty is really a hypocrite, obviously I have done you a great favor, and you have lost so many mouths to eat, but you still blame me."

"Pay attention to your words, Saint Benata." Trent said, "This is the Star-Moon Empire."

"Your Majesty, let's stop talking nonsense. If you are really not interested, why bother to see me." Benata ignored Trent.

Trent was angry, and just about to explode, but Khakis held his shoulder.

Khakis did not refute Benata's words, but instead said, "Tell me."

"It's a very simple deal." Benata stretched out five fingers, "Give me [-] soldiers, and I'll help you destroy Dornna. It's a very good deal. After all, His Majesty will lose a lot of soldiers in the future." Definitely more than that."

"Hahahaha!" This time, it was Khakis' turn to look up and laugh, "I want you to help me? Do you know who you are now? Demon race! You want Saintess Leia to have a fair and just reason to declare war Is it?"

"Does she dare?" Benata was still unmoved, "What is the Church of the Holy Light like now? After the civil war, the foundation is not stable. She dares to declare a full-scale war. Doesn't it fall into your favor? Your Majesty the King."

"Oh?" Khakis said with great interest, "Your words are very interesting. How dare my Star-Moon Empire challenge the Church of the Holy Light? You think highly of me."

"So, His Majesty the King is really hypocritical. I'm not wrong. Who sent the news on purpose? It seems that the news was released specially for me. In my opinion, it can be regarded as an invitation letter." Benata said He said, showing an evil smile, "What is the current situation of the Xingyue Empire? Is it possible that His Majesty the King is not clear to me? You have been challenging for a long time, but there is no chance to formally declare war, Duke Dorna? Civil war? What is he? Your real goal is the Church of the Holy Light, right? Donna is just a pedal. Although Saint Leia is not invincible by ordinary holy ranks, she is not a god rank after all, and she is not invincible. The foundation of the Holy Light Church is unstable..."

"Your Majesty, your ultimate goal is to subvert the long-standing dominance of the Church of the Holy Light on the mainland." Benata looked at Khakis and spoke directly.

Trent's eyes widened in shock, and he slowly turned his head to look at Khakis.

At this moment, Khakis's expression made Trent very strange, it was an almost crazy smile.

Chapter 120 Six Formal

"Your Majesty...you..." Trent couldn't believe his ears.

Holy Light Church...

Khakis' real purpose is not simply to pacify the civil strife, but the Church of the Holy Light...

There was a buzzing sound in the head.

This is crazy, does he want to provoke a war on the entire continent?What will the Star-Moon Empire do?Is it really relying on this unreliable woman in front of me?

It's too risky!This is a huge gamble with a slim chance of taking the entire empire!

"Wait, Saint Trent, wait..." Khakis patted Trent on the shoulder.

"But!" Trent really couldn't support such a near-suicidal move.

Khakis breathed a sigh of relief, and put his other hand on Trent's shoulder, his eyes were firm, and his words were deep and deep, "Holy Trent! If you don't even support me! Then I will do nothing." No more! I will become the most failed king in the history of the Star-Moon Empire! I am ashamed of my father! I am ashamed of my people! Give me a chance! Trust me once!"

As Khakis spoke, there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and Trent was moved by it.

"This... this..." He really didn't know what to say.

"Everything I do is for the Star-Moon Empire! Could it be that even this! Saint Trent will doubt it!?" Kaqisi insisted that Trent was in a daze.

After a while, Trent heaved a long sigh, "Your Majesty, please consider carefully..."

He didn't accept it openly, but he didn't directly oppose it either.

That's enough for Khakis.

"Please rest assured, Saint Trent." Khakis nodded, turned his back to Trent, his face was shrouded in shadow, but he could see the corners of his mouth raised, full of a crazy smile.

"Hehehe..." Benata chuckled a few times when she saw this scene, and now there is no need to say more.

She was right, the human being in front of her was a hypocritical lunatic.

And no one noticed that on the stone pillar above the main hall, there was a black centipede watching everything here.

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In the back garden of the princess' bedroom, Lilith was sitting on a bamboo chair, covering one eye, her slender eyebrows locked, and she was silent.

She has no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery, the warm sun, the fragrance of tea, and the sweet cake.

Only Mirabelle, who was sitting opposite her, picked up the mellow black tea with a full face of enjoyment, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, took a sip, and nodded in satisfaction.

Mirabelle turned her head to the side, looked at Lilith's dignified expression, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Is this peeping?"

"This is called collecting information." Lilith put down her hands covering her eyes, and her pupils turned from red to blue. She exhaled with a tired expression on her face. It seemed that the simple sharing of vision made him overwhelmed.

Picking up the black tea and taking a sip, Mirabelle couldn't help laughing at Lilith's rugged appearance, she said with a smile, "Slow down, the black tea I carefully brew is for consumption, but you are as bold as drinking."