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

"My parents were killed by robbers when I was very young. It was the adult who took us in, gave us clothes and food, and taught us various skills."

"'We'...."

The silver-haired girl pondered:

"Are there still many children like you who work for this so-called adult?"

"Yes, we all grew up in an orphanage in the south of the city."

"Orphanage, the one near the entrance of [Black Street]?"

"Yes."

After inquiring about all the information Elena knew, she got some bottom line:

Obviously, this is a gray group that cannot see the light, but it is tighter than ordinary groups.

Collect homeless orphans everywhere, let them steal, rob, and scout for themselves...

A few gifted ones are entrusted with important tasks like Elena, and are responsible for more difficult affairs.

"Forget what happened just now."

After deliberating for a long time, she gave Elena an order:

"Go and bring in your breakfast, then go back to your room and have a good sleep, and come find me in the afternoon."

——She wanted to experiment with the time limit of this "Shadow Confusion" skill.

In the afternoon, Elena walked into her bedroom with a haggard face.

"Miss, are you looking for me?"

She seemed to have really forgotten what happened in the morning, and her address and movements returned to their usual state.

But after seeing the eyes of the silver-haired girl, her body trembled unconsciously!

"Are you afraid of me?"

Egwene asked intentionally.

"No... yes... I..."

Elena's face turned pale, and she answered incoherently.

"come over."

The silver-haired girl raised her legs and nodded to her with one foot:

"Do you know what to do?"

"Yes, my great master."

The maid knelt down on the ground respectfully, holding up her shoes with both hands.

"Okay, stop!"

Ai Wen shivered, and quickly retracted her feet.

"It seems that this skill is long-lasting."

She said to herself:

"So maybe I can get a double agent out?"

At this time, she found that Elena's face was flushed again, and her breath became short of breath.

"What the hell happened to you?"

She asked suspiciously:

"Your face is so red, are you sick?"

"I...I'm smelling Missy."

Elena replied bluntly.

"Do I have any weird smell?"

The silver-haired girl lowered her head and sniffed herself.

She remembered that she had taken a bath, so there shouldn't be a weird smell.

"Miss...Master, your smell is not strange at all."

Elena showed an obsessed look on her face:

"I smell fragrance and sweetness, and a fascinating mystery..."

"I love the smell so much, every time I smell it I want to... oh, look what I said!"

She suddenly covered her face, and it could be seen that even the base of her neck was flushed.

Alas!

The silver-haired girl ducked back.

He looked at his maid in amazement:

Could it be... This person is a taste addict?

It turns out that there are abnormalities in the other world.

"Cough cough!"

She turned her head and coughed twice, hiding her surprise.

Then he turned around and changed the subject in a serious manner:

"Elina, from today onwards, you will no longer serve that lord."

"It's for my life! Understand?"

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and took out the clothes he changed yesterday.

"I don't like people smelling me... But you can use this dress instead."

"Can you really give it to me?"

Elena hugged the dress tightly, tears streaming down:

"Master, not only did you not punish me, but you even gave me such a generous reward! I really... really... woo woo woo..."

Don't cry because of this kind of thing!

Looking at this maid lady who has been with her for five years, Ai Wen felt very tired:

"Do you still remember the characteristics of that masked woman? Any aspect will do. Think about it."

"...Speaking of which, every time I see her, she has a faint fragrance of night star flowers on her body."

Maybe it was because she got what she wanted, the maid thought about it for a long time, and she actually remembered a related thing:

"That's right, it's the night star flower! Because this kind of flower is relatively common, I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, so I forgot about it later."

night star flower.

Egwene took this information to heart.

Night star flower is a kind of finely divided white flower, its vitality is not too strong, and it is difficult to survive;

But the appearance is quite special, the stars are like stars in the night, they are very suitable for embellishing lawns and flower beds, so they are cultivated everywhere in the capital.

"Another day, a cat came into the room where we were meeting, and she reacted a little strangely."

Elena recalls:

"I think she probably doesn't like cats very much."

——The body is stained with the fragrance of night star flowers.

—I don’t like cats.

After receiving these two pieces of information, the silver-haired girl continued to ask a few more questions and sent the maid away.

"The orphanage at the entrance of [Black Street]...what a coincidence."

she thought to herself.

Pulling out his beloved sword, he could see many scorched black spots on the surface.

This was caused by the fireball released by the man in black.

Not only has the blade been damaged, but the power of lightning contained in it has also weakened. Although it is not unusable, the durability has dropped significantly.

"I have to sell the inheritance crystal anyway, why not stop by to see if there is a usable sword."

Having made up her mind, she put on her coat and trousers, and threw a cloak over herself.

——The Black Street is not a good place.

Her appearance is a bit eye-catching, so it's better not to show her true face.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang outside.

Chapter 7 Sirens' Invitation

"Miss, Mr. Sirence's butler is here."

Although she had a new identity, Elena still acted as a maid, and immediately reported the origin of the visitor to her.

"Tell him to wait for me in the living room."

The silver-haired girl took off her cloak helplessly, and changed into a skirt again.

The aristocratic skirts in this world are similar to those in the Middle Ages, cumbersome and uncomfortable to wear.

She would never wear this thing on her body unless necessary.

"Mr. Garcia."

Sirence's butler is a middle-aged man who looks refined.

After seeing Ai Wen, he bowed his head politely, and he used the honorific name on a formal occasion.