The Contract of the Parrot Goddess

Seeing Kongyue who dared to start a war with him for the sake of a small human priestess, the Marquis of Vauban suddenly stood up.

"As expected of the same kind as this king, King Grass Pheasant, this king has already experienced your spirit!"

"Sa, as a tribute to you, let's play a game, a game between kings and kings!"

"As the winner of the game, you will have the ownership of this witch!"

There was a deep light shining in the wolf-like pupils, and the Marquis of Vauban also burst out with endless kingly arrogance.

"Hey... game? Interesting, I take it!"

Knowing that a battle was inevitable, Kongyue didn't have any fear.On the contrary, as the godslayer's bloodthirsty and warlike instinct, the whole person feels endless excitement and excitement.

Under the tense and apprehensive expressions of the three girls on one side, a game between kings and kings began!

...... Ask for flowers!Ask for a ticket!Ask for collection! ………

Outside the building, the maid Sanya Lianna drove over in a car, looked at the silver-haired girl in front of the window with a complicated expression, and Mariya Yuri also got into the car.

After starting the car and stepping on the accelerator, the car turned into a sharp red arrow and rushed out with a whirring sound, and quickly disappeared into the night.

"Really, why are we leaving? It's fine if we can't fight there. What kind of cat-and-mouse game are we playing?"

"Forget it, the old man is still the cat and I'm the mouse!"

In the back row of the car, sitting between Erika and Mariya Yuri, Soratsuki was whining, with a displeased expression on his face.

I thought that the old man was going to play some interesting game, but I didn't expect it to be such a low-level game of cat and mouse. Kong Yue didn't like it at the time, hateful old Vauban, you are looking down on me, Kong what? !

Yide Kongyue wanted to start a fight with that old man, but was stopped by Erica and Mariya Yuri, and was dragged away first.

Seeing the whining Soratsuki, Erika smiled and said nothing, but Miko-san's old habit of being serious about sex has happened again:

"Kongyue, even if you are a demon king, you can't be so capricious. It's right in the center of the city. If you two demon kings fight, how many civilians will suffer?!"

Holding her two pairs of small fists, Miko-san had a serious and angry expression on her face, but the faint handprints on her face made her look a little funny.

"Ahem... well, Yuri, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Once she becomes serious, Yuri's younger sister will exude a different kind of aura, even Soratsuki won't accept it.

Well, just be a mouse if you're a mouse, it's not a big deal, after the old man catches up to him, beat him up and see how he's still pissed off!

"Does it still hurt here? Who told Yuri before that he didn't cherish herself so much? I was too angry for a while..."

Caressing the place where the reddish handprints remained on the girl's face, Kong Yue said apologetically, even with a thick skin he couldn't help feeling a little hot.If the group of Yuri's brainless fans at the school knew that their goddess had been beaten by him, I'm afraid they would all have to come to him to fight for their lives!

"Uh...no, it's fine."

Startled by Kong Yue's sudden intimacy, Miko-san's face turned red instantly.Recalling the previous events, although she was extremely ashamed, she never meant to blame Kong Yue.

Facing this demon king who came to save him regardless of danger, this boy who woke him up with anger when he gave up on himself and was about to sacrifice himself, Wanli Gu Yuli didn't have the slightest complaint or hatred in his heart, only the endless touch And strange feelings...

"Yeah, Lord Demon King, you are really cruel. Even a beautiful girl like Yuri can be cruel. Will you not let me, Erica Brauntree, be spared in the future?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L l l

Erica's voice, the knight girl who would be black-bellied at this time, also yelled blindly.He held Kongyue's arm and kept rubbing it back and forth, making a pitiful expression.

"Damn girl, why am I so cruel? If you dare to be disobedient, let me see how I deal with you in the future!"

"Stop messing around, hurry up and use your magic to heal Yuri."

Knocking Erika's little head hard, Kong Yue looked at this young lady who seemed to be getting worse and worse since being by her side, Kong Yue said with a speechless expression.

"That, no...no need."

With his face almost as red as an overripe apple, Yuri cautiously refused.

"Hehehe, Yuri, do you want to keep wearing that handprint all the time, and then tell someone that it is the mark left by the Lord Demon King?"

"Hee hee, I really didn't see that Yuri is good or bad!"

A sly look flashed in the blue eyes, Erica smiled wickedly at the shy Mariya Yuri.

"No, I didn't!"

"Well, Erica-san, please heal me!"

The simple Mariya Yuri was no match for Erica like a mother fox, she was defeated in the first confrontation, not only did not refuse, but also hurriedly begged Erica to heal herself.

When Erika's two thieves were pinching her face in the name of her healing, Miko-san, who was in a daze, finally remembered one thing, she can also use healing spells. ?Why do you still let Erica treat yourself?

However, by the time Miko-san remembered these things, it was already too late...

"Hey, that maid in front, Sang, what's the matter with your contemptuous eyes?"

"Also, watch the front for me, drive carefully!!!"

Catching the wind, hearing the words I was waiting for just now, I don’t know what to make up in my little head, looking at a certain maid Sang who was driving the car and glanced at the back with disdainful eyes, empty Moon was speechless.

"Yes, ferocious Lord Demon King!"

Deliberately prolonging the tone, the maid Sang stepped on the gas pedal again, and the car rushed out...

88 Never be a vase!

On the highway, dozens of wild wolves the size of horses were galloping rapidly, chasing a car that was constantly shuttling between cities like a red-hot arrow.