After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

The action was too sudden and the trachea was cut directly.

Stevenson couldn't even scream, and fell into a pool of blood with a strange gurgling sound.

Before he died, he stared at Heidi with a look of disbelief.

Then, there was no life.

After doing all this, Heidi's body softened and she collapsed into the bright red liquid, looking at her hands in confusion.

killed.

And then what?

not so good.

Such lynchings have no legal effect in the kingdom.

Tomorrow, or even in a few minutes, when the servants discovered that Stevenson was dead, his eldest son would automatically take over the title, and everything would go back to normal.

Are we going to just wipe out his family?

Let’s not talk about whether Heidi can do it now. Even if she can do it, what’s the use?

This is no longer a problem of one or two bad apples.

Even the slave trade, a red line that must not be crossed, was involved by half of the nobles.

It is even more difficult to estimate how many people were involved in other relatively less serious crimes.

The kingdom's nobles are rotten.

On the surface, they still sound high-sounding and talk about honor and responsibility.

But in reality, how many people really take these two words seriously?

Despicable - in the conversation just now between these two bastards, they even described the nobles who still abided by their responsibilities in this way.

Thinking back to her past words and deeds, Heidi now just wanted to laugh out loud.

Anyway, these nobles are all laughing at me, so it doesn't matter if one more person laughs at me.

The question is, what to do next?

After being stunned for several minutes, Heidi lowered her head and saw the red liquid all over her body and the familiar smell that went straight into her nose, and finally came to her senses.

Putting aside the affairs of the nobles, the blood plague, the blood slaves, and the royal capital are still shrouded in blood and struggling to survive.

Saving the city and the people there is still the responsibility of Heidi, a royal family member.

Yes, responsibility.

No matter how the nobles sneered at this, Heidi would never abandon it.

No reason is needed, simply because things should be this way.

In this regard, Heidi's stubbornness is as unbreakable as her shield.

So, now is not the time to be dazed, she must stand up and move forward.

The princess wiped the blood from her face, climbed up from the stained carpet, and began to look around the room, her eyes then falling on a letter on the coffee table.

This unopened letter seemed to be sent to Stevenson by the noble young man.

Heidi picked it up, opened it, and read it briefly.

It records the other party's plan for the slave trade, including the route, scale, etc.

Starting from here, the target is Tafia, and then entering the territory of the demons from the Anlin Plain to conduct transactions.

"...Tafia?"

Heidi couldn't help but think of the conversation she had just overheard.

This group of slave traders had the support of many nobles, so they could travel freely along the way without any inspection.

If I could sneak in, would I be able to avoid the Duke Alliance's search and arrive safely in Tafia?

It works.

Heidi quickly read the contents more carefully.

"We're currently in an abandoned barn outside the city, and we're leaving tonight... Tsk, we'll have to hurry if we want to catch up."

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In Tafia's mansion, Aize was sitting at the desk, reading the information he got from certain channels under the bright light.

"A month ago, the amount of demon territory products circulating on the black market increased dramatically. Considering the time when the siege began, a large number of slaves should have arrived soon... Well, then we'll have to wait a little longer."

Aize put down the paper, rubbed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Just then, with a slight clinking sound, a coffee cup was placed next to my hand.

I looked up and found that it was Villian who had come to my side without me noticing.

"As you said before, I added a lot of sugar and milk. Want to try it?"

"Uh, thank you."

After stretching, Aize picked up the cup and blew away the steam.

Villian took the opportunity to pick up the paper that Aize put down, took a quick look at it, and asked:

"Still worried about the slave traders?"

Aize nodded.

"Yes, Constantine has found their base today. However, judging by their trading records, a large number of slaves should be arriving soon. I plan to wait and then take them down."

These guys are extremely vigilant, and their connections and networks are complex.

It is impossible to catch them all in one fell swoop, and as long as we take action here, the other members will inevitably lie dormant, or even abandon Tafia's route and cut off their arms to survive.

By then, it will take twice as much effort to catch them again.

So, since we have to take action anyway, we naturally have to do it big at once, and take care of as many slaves as possible.

It will also be of greater help to Aize's subsequent plans.

Of course, waiting for everything to happen does not mean doing nothing now.

Just like the last time, to be on the safe side, we still have to send someone to sneak in to collect intelligence while ensuring the safety of the hostages when we take action.

Alicia is definitely the most suitable candidate for this job, so there is no need for Aize, a half-baked person, to take the risk alone.

Thinking of this, Aize couldn't help but raise his head and asked:

"By the way, where's Alicia?"

Ever since she commissioned Aize to rescue someone a few days ago, the pink-haired girl has been sticking to him.

While continuing with his so-called observation of people, he was also ready to provide help to Aize at any time.

Villian seemed to have no objection to this at all, and even happily arranged a room for the other party.

Two nights ago, when Aize was processing intelligence, she sat beside him motionless.

But today he disappeared.

Villian was stunned for a moment, then moved closer to Aize and said with a smirk:

"What? Is there something I can't satisfy you with? Does she have to come?"

Why does this sound like it has that meaning?

Aize moved away a little and shook his head:

"...No, I'm just curious about where she went, nothing more."

"Hmm~"

Villian straightened up, the smile on her face faded slightly, and she looked more serious.

Then he pointed at the coffee cup and said:

"Rather than that, let's try it first."

"……What?"

"Don't ask, try it first."

Aize didn't say much. He picked up the coffee cup that he had been blowing on for a while, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

Miss Witch hurriedly asked:

"how do you feel?"

"Uh... a little different?"

Aize frowned.

Because of his poor sense of taste, he couldn't tell what was different, but he always felt that it was somewhat different from the products produced by Villian that he had always drunk.

"tasty?"

"It tastes good...it does taste good, not much of a difference, so what's going on?"

Miss Witch didn't answer, but raised her head and looked towards the door, and called softly:

"come in."

The door of the study was pushed open, and a figure in a maid outfit slowly walked in and stood in front of Aize, opposite the desk.

Pink hair, blue eyes, it was none other than the missing Alicia.

Now, she was completely different from the expressionless face she usually had when observing Aize. Instead, she was filled with visible nervousness and anxiety.

Not only was her face flushed, but her hands also kept tugging at the hem of her maid outfit as if she had nowhere to put them.

Even within the maid's skirt, something was stirring restlessly.

It should be tentacles... right?

"Um... this is my first time making coffee, so if the taste isn't great, um... I'm sorry..."

Facing Aize's questioning gaze, the pink-haired girl became more nervous.

Aize hasn't seen such a reaction since his identity was exposed last time.

To be honest, it's much cuter than the usual inexplicably scary look.

Of course this is not the problem now.

"No, it tastes good. The question is, what are you doing?"

"Is that even a question? Of course it's the new maid~"

Villian walked up behind Alicia with a happy look on her face, grabbed her shoulders, and whispered softly:

"Come, do as your sister taught you, and call me master~"

Chapter 29 Interest

"Master...Master...Sir..."

Alicia uttered these words tremblingly under Villian's words, which were either encouragement or command.

As the target, Aize had more and more question marks on his face, and his facial features were almost twisted into a ball.

asked:

"...So, what exactly is this all about? Also, you peeped without blushing or getting nervous before, so why should you be embarrassed about this?"

"No... I'm not embarrassed... it's just... uh, how should I put it..."

The pink-haired girl became more and more uneasy, and her gaze gradually became erratic.

“It’s just… I feel like I’ve become a little different from myself… But, it’s not that I hate it… It’s just… Ugh—I don’t know!!!”

As he spoke, he actually covered his face and became angry.

This guy's sensitive points and the logic behind his emotional fluctuations are still as difficult to understand as ever.