My seven demon sisters

In the royal capital of Illisia, in the basement of the Elle Lauren family's mansion...

"You shit, you still have the face to run back!?" said

Princess Elia, who was holding a long whip and scolding the fleeing soldier commander and whipping him.

The princess, who was out of the public's sight, completely revealed her brutal nature at this moment, and her distorted face was almost like two people before.

"Forget it if you didn't bring those two rough bitches back, you let the two of them run away alive!?waste!"

Vilia stomped on the soldier's head, then increased the force of the whip.

"The princess spares her life... Spare your life... Hah—"

The soldier commander was begging for mercy, but he was panting with excitement.

"Waste... Get out of here! Do whatever it takes to get rid of those two bitches! Go now! If you fail... You just wait for the head to separate!" "

Yes! Yes!" The

soldier commander quickly got up and ran out of the basement, but he still glanced back at Vilia from time to time, as if he felt some regret.

"Heh~Fortunately, there are still you~"

At this moment, Vilia looked at the cage on the side, and a petite figure was chained in it, it was the girl who had sent her flowers at the border before...

Witnessing Velia's behavior just now, the girl thought she was dreaming for a while.

Growing up hearing about the princess's deeds, she has an incomparable longing for Veria...

But I love the princess so much... Why do you have that distorted expression?... Why would you do such a thing to yourself?...

It must be that the princess has misunderstood something....

Even at this point, the girl still believes in the princess's character.

"Princess... My lord?... Why... Why?... Did I do something wrong?..."

"Why?... You're too embarrassed to ask me why?... You lowly pariah!! you're too embarrassed to ask me why!"

Vilia rushed into the cage and faced such a young girl... She didn't hesitate in the slightest... Picking up the long whip in his hand was a severe beating.

The girl's screams resounded throughout the basement... But no matter how much she cried... No one responded....

"You pariah... Look at your face! Look at your sinful countenance! Your appearance threatens the most sacred of princesses! Only a god with pure blood like this princess should be the most beautiful being in the world!!!"

she said, and began to hit the girl in the face.

With just a few whips, the girl's white and tender face was already red and swollen at the moment, and it was bruised and purple from the whip.

"Woo... Woo... Princess... Right... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Please don't... Hit again—"

the girl choked in that faint trembling voice.

As a young girl, she couldn't figure out what she had done wrong...

But in order not to continue to suffer... She can only keep apologizing to Veria...

Why do you have to be treated like this?...

Didn't the princess I knew exist from the beginning?...

? Seeing that the girl's face was no longer the same, Veria smiled with satisfaction, and then stopped beating.

Vilia walked up to the girl, stroked her face with both hands, and said with a hideous expression: "Don't worry, this princess will be very gentle~ After that, I will slowly peel off your face, dig out your facial features, and make you back to what a pariah should be~"

Through Veria's black hole-like eyes... The girl understands that she is not joking... She'd definitely do that....

"Woo... No... Princess... Please... Don't..."The

girl was completely frightened at the moment, and large tears couldn't stop flowing out...

On the other hand, in the face of such a poor girl, a flush flashed on Veria's face. She twisted her thin waist excitedly, and her eyes gradually became misty.

"Ah~ That's the expression~ It's amazing... It's amazing! This expression of fear and despair... It's so enjoyable!ah... Ah~~~"

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance.

"Your Royal Highness, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I

saw a tall young man slowly walking out of the shadows.

The man was none other than the head of the Elle Lauren family, Edmund Elle Lauren.

Despite his youthful appearance, he has actually lived for nearly 400 years.

He had blue hair with a shawl, dressed in a sumptuous aristocratic attire, with a family coat of arms on his chest that symbolized nobility, and a neckline inlaid with precious stones, which shone faintly. Every detail of the outfit shows his nobility and elegance.

Edmund glanced at the caged girl, then bowed deeply to Velia.

Velia relented for a moment, and then spoke, "Look up, it's just in time, are things ready?"

"Yes, please come with me.

Edmund bowed again, then stretched out his hand.

The two walked through a secret door in the basement and followed the stairs to the room on the top floor of the mansion.

Veria lifted her skirt and sat elegantly on the sofa, and then symbolically said, "Is Lingzi okay?" "

Your Royal Highness Princess, don't mention it, that uncompetitive loser is dead."

Edmund didn't have a trace of grief on his face, as a father, he didn't take his son's death seriously at all.

And Velia's side didn't react much, as if she didn't care about his life or death.

It's just that in order to round off the topic she opened, Veria continued to ask, "Ahhhhh

The upper echelons found the body of the loser when they counted the casualties, unlike the other students, the cause of his death was poisoning, and it was a poison that had never been seen before, and it should have been caused by the bite of some kind of creature in combination with the wound. Hearing

this, Vilia only smiled slightly, but still said out of courtesy: "It's really unlucky, please mourn and change~

" "Heh... It doesn't matter, as the heir of the El Lauren family, he will only use one kind of 'high-level magic', which is simply a shame for the family. It is estimated that the ancestor couldn't stand it, and finally ended up like that.

Edmund gracefully took a sip from his teacup, seemingly showing no affection for the ruined blue-haired man.

Seeing that this boring topic was finally over, Velia immediately clapped her hands and smiled: "Then let's get to the point, are the things ready?"

As

he spoke, Edmund raised his hand and snapped his fingers softly.

As soon as the voice fell, a maid with a delicate wooden box pushed the door open, placed the box on the table in front of them, and left.

Edmund smiled faintly, then gently pushed the box towards Veria and said, "I asked them to record all the experimental processes of Yeming." "