Torture Officer Xiao Jie Just Wants to Fish

By cracking down on "cults", she quickly became one of the real power figures in Pa city.

In secret, she began to build the altar, using the souls and bones of the heinous prisoners on death row and the evil nobles to build this altar.

She understood that what she believed in was an "evil god".

But so what, "The Last Lord" is fair.

Everything will come to an end—at least, this Sieg Republic, which should have perished long ago, will definitely use her final strength to bury this country that has festered from the root with the efforts of her, Shazhi Winchester.

It was supposed to be like this.

But the arrival of this succubus disrupted everything.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

With red eyes, Xiazhi Winchester, who was wet all over, continued to yell out of composure in the wilderness.

More than ten years of hard work have been in vain, and the struggle that I made up my mind to "degenerate" has now become a joke.

And compared to unwillingness, Xiazhi Winchester didn't realize that the bottom of her heart is now...more jealousy.

Why can that succubus use light magic and final power so easily.

Why should she!

If such strength and talent were given to him, why should he...be a part of the Final Church?

And when Xiazhi Winchester continued to collapse, she didn't notice that another guy approached her in search of sound.

"Excuse me?"

The childish and clear common language sounded, and after Xia Zhi turned her head, she saw the little girl flying in mid-air.

Take a closer look and find that this is not a little girl, but a little devil flying in mid-air.

Wearing a gothic-style skirt, the face is young, the hair is light pink, and the bat wings are thin and transparent.

The fluctuations on his body are at the extraordinary level.

The appearance of this little devil made Xia Zhi suddenly vigilant.

"Who are you?"

"Doyle Candice is just a mere messenger who wants to ask how to get to Pacheng - don't worry, I have no malicious intentions."

Doyle said very politely.

Xia Zhi hesitated.

If it's only at the Transcendent level... Although I am very weak now, I should still be able to kill her in an instant.

Although the abyss demons did not show any malice, to Xia Zhi, who grew up in a noble family, the demons were no different from monsters.

What's more, she seems to be sending a letter to the demons in Pacheng, maybe she can intercept some useful information.

While so entangled, Doyle Candice suddenly frowned.

"careful!"

The little devil cried out.

116 Little Devil's Way of Business

Shazhi Winchester still showed Doyle Candice the way to Pacheng.

It's not because this little devil took out three gadgets with artifact fluctuations, activated the two-layer magic shield on his body that seemed to be able to withstand legendary attacks without injury, and tore up six forbidden spells in just a few tenths of a second. The super-level magic scroll also produced more than [-] miniature golem puppets with extraordinary-level fluctuations. At the same time, the teleportation locator was turned on, and it seemed to be ready to shake people at any time...

The main reason is that all the attacks of this little devil are aimed at the sneaky elite monsters behind him-although Shazhi Winchester is a cultist, she is also a well-educated countess after all , or to repay the favor!

It's definitely not because of cowardice or something.

"You probably drank with the magic dragon. You smell like alcohol... Be careful, the drinks of the abyssal demons are made with a lot of potion ingredients, and with the breath of the abyss, they are quite attractive to monsters."

"I have a breath-eliminating cloak here. Judging by your attire, you should be an aristocratic superhuman, and if you like cloaks and gowns, this style is also very suitable for you—since we met on the road, it is fate, and I will sell it to you at a cheaper price." !"

"Oh, what money is not money, it doesn't matter if you don't bring any money, I'll just barter with you!"

Shazhi Winchester stood in the field, wearing a newly bought gray cloak, recalling the communication with that little devil just now.

Surprisingly, the demons... There are also good people!

Not only saved himself, but also sold himself a "stealth cloak" at a price almost free.

With this, no matter if I continue to stay in the Vera Plain or go to the human territory, I won't have to worry about exposing myself due to the remaining aura of final power in my body after my transformation!

It is so useful, much more useful than my original burqa!

And after bidding farewell to Shazhi Winchester, the little devil Doyle Candice also flapped her wings and flew while whistling and stuffed the things from the countess into her No. 90 No. [-] is in the magic bag of personal space for travel.

"A mass-produced robe of the vanguard of the No.11 Legion was exchanged for an epic priest's robe, a bag of silver coins, and two extraordinary ranger daggers... Well, I earned it! These human nobles have more money than giants. Demons and lemurs are still making good money—no wonder the Lord Demon King is so keen on implementing a 'peace policy' in the occupied areas, he really has far-sighted ideas!"

She happily moved towards the direction of Pargalo City, and then took out the magic locator.

"Look around, where is Sherlado..."

The shape of this thing looks like the "○ Pearl Radar" in a certain classic comics. A processed abyss magic crystal embedded in a metal frame continuously emits weak detection signals, showing that all nearby There is no powerful source of magic power to conceal one's breath.

It is more convenient than detection skills, but the disadvantage is that it is not very specific and accurate. It is basically similar to the perspective of the Lizard Scout of the Demon Race.

Many light spots appeared on the abyss magic crystal, the largest one was in the center of Pa City.

"Ah, Sherlado is there..."

Navigating in the direction of the magic crystal, Doyle accelerated his flight speed, and soon came to the vicinity of the clock tower in Pacheng.

She tried her best to flap her wings and flew to the top of the clock tower in Pa City. She saw two Sherlado and Rose who were drinking silently and drinking.

"Ah, Lord Rose is here too," Doyle said quite unexpectedly, "Why are you two drinking here..."

The arrival of the little devil somewhat broke the deadlock caused by Sherlado's direct ball inquiry just now. The red dragon smiled heartily at Doyle.

"It was originally a celebration banquet—why do you want to have two drinks alone with Roselinda?" She shook the cup in her hand and said with a charming expression, "Your Excellency Doyle, would you like two drinks?"

"It's still not necessary, you are the last stop here," Doyle waved his hand, took out a space magic bag, and threw it to Sherlado, "This is the second army's supply for this month-after that, I will be in Pa Going around the city, we are going back to the Demon King City to deal with business!"

"Ah, this is so, what a pity, Your Excellency Doyle...It's a good day today! Then go ahead...If you want to eat something, you can find my adjutant!"

Serrato said drunkenly.

"Well, I know...but, what about the traces of fighting in the city?"

On the way here, Doyle naturally noticed the hole in the roof of Lauren's Chamber.

"Well... it's really my fault, I'll fix it, but that's also because... I'm too worried about Roslinda—"

Rose, who had drunk many glasses but hadn't even touched a drop, would naturally be extremely sober. She stood up and explained to Doyle.

"Ah, the situation is like this..."

Rose casually explained the matter about the cultists, and by the way concealed a little bit of her own contribution in it, and at the same time excused Sherlado for demolishing half of the central area of ​​Pa city.

"I see, there is such a thing..."

Doyle nodded, thought for a while, and said: "Well, although you violated the order of the Demon King and caused damage to the buildings in the city, the situation is special, and the Lord Demon King will definitely not pursue it... the matter of the cult I will report the truth, the contribution of the two of you... is great!"

"No, no, this has something to do with my sister," Rose quickly corrected the little devil's statement, and then took out the information she had fabricated, "In short, the credit for this incident is all on Sherlado's head Just go up—this is information about the Holy Alliance’s counterattack plan, please submit it to Lord Demon King!”

After hearing the information, Doyle Candice also became serious, and after solemnly putting it away, she nodded.

"The military situation is urgent... I will leave first."

After speaking, the little devil flapped its wings and flew into the night.

Above the clock tower, there were only Sherlado and Rose left.

"Thank you, Roslinda," Sherrado said again after Doyle left, "Give me all the credit again."

"No, I don't have much credit...and I hate high-profile, you know." Rose explained casually.

"I understand...so, about the relationship between you and that knight, I will keep it a secret for you."

Serrado continued.

"Why did the topic come back to this again... I really have nothing to do with her, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Rose said with some helplessness.

However, when she said these words again, even she herself felt a little guilty.

117 Sherlado's Suggestion and Isabella's Answer (Monthly Pass Plus 1)

Cherylado naturally didn't believe Rose's "misunderstanding".

"Well, Isabella is actually an acquaintance of mine. I have met her many times on the battlefield and fought against her many times... I think from the perspective of fighting style, she may be quite similar to me. She is stronger, She was stubborn, unwilling to show her vulnerable side, and tried her best to create a sense of reliability for her subordinates," Sherlado picked up the glass and seriously recalled her feelings when facing Isabella, "So, I also feel... Maybe I understand her."

Rose did not deny the claim.

In a certain sense, Sherlado and Isabella are indeed similar.

Strong, straightforward, confident...but not limited to that.

Beneath the reliable and resolute surface, the heart seems to be somewhat unexpectedly delicate.

What's more, Rose also felt that opponents could indeed understand each other sometimes.

"Hmm... what are you going to say?"

"What I want to say is that it's not just the 'breath mark' of the succubus. When I saw Isabella this time, I felt that she had really changed a lot," Sherlado put down her wine glass and looked at Rose, "She didn't show obvious depression in the past, let us 'demons' notice it-after all, she is a knight."

Although Rose wanted to continue to refute, but in the end she nodded slightly, without denying this point.

Serrato was right.

Of course, she was also aware of Isabella's changes and recent downturn.

And she also fully understands—because, based on their actual ages, Sherlado and Isabella are just girls who just passed puberty.

Even though they have legendary strength and lead their respective legions, some things will not change outside of war.

From the indifferent, cold and indifferent appearance that Isabella first came to the Torture Department, Isabella will naturally reveal various emotions now, all of which are seen by Rose.

"Yes, but... I also don't know how to deal with this guy. Now that she is like this, it is also very troublesome."

She sighed helplessly.