As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

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Then let the black mist pervade the whole body again, and reached out to grab the succubus's slender neck.

(This episode is harmonious)

Looking at the pale succubus next to her, Aiwen sat up exhausted.

The other party's resistance at the beginning was beyond imagination, but later became extremely enthusiastic, which made her a little overwhelmed.

If it weren't for that little bit of compassion... Maybe my mission has been completed.

"Xianya, you can enter the room now."

Covering the other party's beautiful body with a sheet, she said to the little loli who was watching from a distance.

"Wow, master, you seem very tired."

Xianya was startled when she saw her appearance:

"I see that your lips are dry...Xianya will go get you some water first!"

After speaking, I wanted to fly outside.

"no need."

Aiwen stopped little Lolita, shook her head and said.

I saw her twirling in the air with her fingers, forming a small water polo.

Then he opened his mouth and swallowed, moistening his dry throat.

——After absorbing the blood of the new demon king, her magic ability seems to have increased a lot.

The fire attribute spirit seems to affect the effect of water spells. Before she wanted to condense the water polo, she had to chant spells, and the speed was also very slow.

But now, she only needs one gesture to create a water balloon, and the speed has increased several times.

"Well, it seems that the master has some strange powers."

Xianya is most concerned about the changes in energy, so she leans on the silver-haired girl and smells it:

"It feels a little bit like magic...but it's a little bit different."

"Probably the power of the abyssal race. After all, Dolores is not a real demon, and she has a very strong abyssal blood."

Egwene yawned, stretched her waist and said:

"I hope Bazel's conjecture is correct. Absorbing unawakened bloodlines won't affect her strength too much... She is a powerful helper."

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she was a bit like those black-hearted bosses on the earth:

——If you have something to do as a secretary, if you don't have something to do as a secretary.

This succubus was obviously that poor secretary. Not only did he contribute his strength, but he also had to help her fight with his life.

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"Oh? It will be ready so soon."

Going down to the first floor of the castle, Bazel seems to have been waiting there.

After seeing her, he put down the alchemy potion in his hand and asked with a smile:

"I thought you'd spend at least a full day."

"I didn't do anything bad, it didn't take a whole day."

The silver-haired girl answered with a little confidence, not daring to look into the other person's eyes.

"Huh... I'm exhausted."

She pretended that nothing had happened and walked to the sofa, sat down on it, and fanned the wind with her hands:

"What are you doing here, refining potions?"

"It's not a potion, it's just a healing solution."

Bazel observed the reaction inside the bottle, shaking it up and down from time to time.

"Repair solution?"

Aiwen wondered:

"Repair or something."

"My alchemy doll needs frequent maintenance and repairs."

After the color of the solution changed, Bazel added some strange materials into it:

"Otherwise, various problems may arise during combat... By the way, this solution can also be used as a lubricant, which is safe and harmless to the human body."

"...Look at me! I don't need this kind of thing."

The silver-haired girl glanced at herself when she spoke, and said viciously.

"Hehe, be careful not to get hurt."

The other party didn't say anything, just smiled:

"Since Fugalo has not been summoned, then we can only use the alternative plan and use the army of undead to fight."

"Isn't this the usual tactic of the undead? Win by numbers."

Ai Wen lay on the back of the sofa, lazily said:

"Now we just have to wait for Elek to hear from the other party. I hope it won't be too far away from us."

The intelligence system of the man in black is really extraordinary.

It took less than half a day from the time she sent out the tracking request to the time she obtained the exact location of the little blond loli.

However, what came was bad news.

"The other party left by boat."

The man in black told her:

"They first went to Freeport, and from there boarded a warship sailing to sea;"

"The other party seems to know that he will be tracked. He is using a ship from the Kingdom of Morro, which is not only fast, but also protected by the army."

"Army..."

Ai Wen was a little embarrassed:

——The undead led by her are all murderers without blinking an eye.

At that time, they will not obey orders such as "hit people with the back of a knife", as long as they start a war, they will definitely kill them.

In this case, it means that a large number of Moro soldiers will die unexpectedly.

"It seems that Bazel still hasn't corrected your senseless kindness."

Seeing her expression, the man in black sighed and said:

"The other party broke through your fortress, killed your subordinates, and robbed your friends...they have already declared war on you."

"You are still here to hesitate because of a small matter. This is not the way of a king."

"I'm not a king."

The silver-haired girl said coldly:

"Now that we have a great enemy, how about we casually start a war with Moro, one of the five great kingdoms? It's because we don't have enough enemies."

"That's a good idea."

Hearing her words, the attitude of the man in black suddenly changed, and he happily said:

"Then we will find a way to keep them out of the sea, and then find a way to sneak into the river..."

"Woo... what did you do to him just now? Why does your body feel weird?"

At this time, the succubus in the room ran out at some point, rubbed his eyes and asked:

"My stomach hurts..."

"Dolores?"

The man in black happened to see her from the crystal ball, and said in amazement:

"A descendant of Gulisandra, the daughter of the Ares family?"

"Why, do you know her?"

Ai Wen let the succubus sit beside her, and asked strangely.

"Of course, she is a descendant of an old friend of mine."