I, the devil king, fuck a girl in another world

Tiffany Carrolls Harold, this name fits perfectly with the one Joe Klee just mentioned.

In other words, the young man with tea hair is the son of the Marquess of Harold.

After knowing this piece of information, Blair hooked the corners of his mouth and was not in a hurry. He continued to watch the show and waited for the development of the matter.

I thought it was interesting, so I just watched it.

This is what he thought, of course, it is impossible to let Niang Hua go, it's just that the time is not enough.

Thinking of this, Blair took another look at the hidden Diforney and the butler.

Speaking of which, when he saw the rank of the old man next to the other party with the identity of the butler written on it, Blair also understood why the other party didn't show up or ran away.

Because the old man can't handle Joe Cleary.

A 503, a 511, even though the difference is only a few levels, the difference in attributes is definitely not a little bit, and it will cause absolute suppression.

Once they were discovered, it was estimated that they would be beaten up by the members of Aribadi behind Joe Klee, and they would not be able to fight back.

Seeing that this group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they had never seen Harold, Joe Klee didn't say anything, but put away the scroll with a smile.

"Okay, it seems that the target is well hidden this time."

Casually throwing the picture scroll in his hand to the demi-human with white fox ears behind him, Joe Klee pointed the long sword in his hand at the man closest to him.

"Come, come here."

Hearing Joe Klee calling him and pointing his sword at him, the man turned pale and sweated.

"me...."

Obviously, Joe Klee's behavior is definitely not a good thing. If he passes by, he might be GG.

"Do you need me to go there?" Looking at the man who was still refusing to move with a smile, Joe Klee moved a step.

"I... I'll go over there!"

Staggering to Joe Klee's side, the man was sweating coldly while shaking his body.

"That's right."

Glancing at him kindly, the sword in Joe Klee's hand was suddenly placed on the man's neck, and then he looked at the crowd and said loudly: "This time the target is well hidden, I can't find it, since I found it If not, then I will use some other methods.”

"From now on, all of you are my hostages. Every minute, I will kill one of you, and so on, until Diphony Carrolls Harold reveals his identity!"

"what?!"

Hearing Joe Klee's words, the team's guests exploded again.

Killing one person every minute, there are only a few of them, and it is estimated that it will be their turn in a few minutes, so how can they not panic.

"Damn! Damn! Who are you Harold! Hurry up and tear off that disgusting disguise! Hurry up and let these people take it away!"

Perhaps it was the feeling of death approaching, a woman in the crowd shouted hysterically to the people next to her.

At a time like this, they didn't care if the other party was the son of a shitty Marquis, their lives were about to die, and if they could find it, they would like to grab Diforney and give him to Joe Klee right now.

Everyone's emotions fell into panic.

In Blair's perception, when Joe Klee mentioned killing one person per minute, the tea-haired young man Harold wanted to show up and tried to stop him, but in the end he was stopped by the butler beside him.

He seems to be a more responsible young man.

Just when Blair was thinking so, Joe Klee's voice sounded: "1 minute is up, it seems that Master Harold is planning to hide with me, then I will not be polite."

As he said that, he wiped the man's neck with the long sword in his hand without hesitation. Then, the man's expression began to be painful, blood scattered, and he died in the end.

"Then, the next one." Throwing the corpse aside casually, Joe Klee pointed to one of the ladies: "You, yes, just you, come, come here."

"Don't! Don't kill me!"

The pointed lady shook her head frantically and cried.

"Whether you die or not depends entirely on whether Master Harold is willing to show up."

Shrugging his shoulders, Joe Klee walked towards the lady with a grin.

"stop!"

Just when Joe Klee was about to reach out and grab the woman, a voice sounded.

4. The cunning villain

Everyone is born in a different family and grows up in a different environment.

Some people are born poor and can only be a commoner in their lives, while others are born rich and prosperous and enjoy everything.

However, no matter which one it is, each has its own good and each has its own bad.

The children of the common people envy the life of the nobles, and envy the geniuses who are supported by thousands of people. How come the children of the nobles have never envied the free life of the common people?

Deiffy Carrolls Harold was well aware of this envy.

His father is the Marquis Harold, the lord who is in charge of the town of Nistaya. He is so powerful that no one in Nistaya can match him.

And he is the son of such a powerful person.

As the only son of the Marquess of Harold, Diforney has received higher education different from others since he was a child.

Every day, he would learn knowledge, etiquette, and everything with the literary master specially invited by his father.

In addition to knowledge and etiquette, he also needs to receive high-intensity training every day, exercise physical attributes, and learn swordsmanship, in order to match the three words Harold.

What his father said to him most often was: "Tiffany, you are the heir to the Harold family and my heir to the title. You have to work hard, you have to study hard, and you have to work hard to make yourself stronger."

As the child of the Marquis, Diforney was born intelligent, and he also knew that as the son of the Marquis, he must not insult the name of the Harold family.

So, day and night, he kept studying, training, practicing swordsmanship, and accepting all the things his father arranged, and finally completed them one by one.

Day after day, repeating, his life is not only studying, but also practicing swordsmanship and exercising his body. Basically, he spent his childhood like this.

It is also because of this kind of childhood that he had no friends since he was a child, and when he went out with his father, he could always see civilian children playing in the street. He would always envy them, envy them for not working hard, envy them for not needing to study every day , and there is no need to have the pressure from the famous family.

Of course, you may think that nobles are very tired, but in fact not all nobles are like this, and not all rich people are like his experience.

Although Diforney has not seen many, but as far as he knows, the children of rich people or other nobles who have come into contact with them have never had to work hard to be excellent, they just need to enjoy, enjoy their parents Afterglow, carefree, so grown up.

For this, he was equally envious.

Although he was envious, Diforney also knew that he could only envy. After all, he was born to be the heir of the Harold family, and he had no choice but to work hard to become a match and become enough to be his father's heir.

With such persistence, Diforney gradually grew up. As he grew older, his intelligence allowed him to master a lot of knowledge, which also gave him the aptitude to become a magister.

And his father, the Marquis of Harold, also praised him, talking about the successors of the Harold family.

Having received his father's approval and continued to grow into an independent magister, Diforney originally thought that he would be so stable in the future until he inherited the title and inherited his father.

However, also because of his noble status, he encountered some things.

As a marquis, his father managed Nistaya in an orderly manner every day, and Nistaya was also thriving under his father's governance, gradually becoming one of the bustling cities other than the royal capital.

Well-governed, it is easy to be appreciated. His Excellency the King has always praised him and continued to give his father better treatment.

Even, His Excellency the King said that when the time comes, he can promote his father to be a duke and assign five cities to be governed by him.

Where there is a reward, there is jealousy.

Enemies also appear.

They are political enemies, but also sinister and despicable people. They don't want their father to become better and better, and they don't want their father's title to become higher and higher.

They continued to target the father, and even sent killers, hired evil adventurers to assassinate him as the sole heir of his father.

Tiffany Carrolls Harold.

Since then, he has encountered assassins from time to time, and he has been in danger several times, almost losing his life.

And this time, it's the same.

Looking at the group of Joe Klee who was insulting the man in the suit with a sword in front of him, Diforney's sea blue eyes shone helplessly.

Because his father, the Marquis Harold, was unable to get away, he went to the city of Roselle, which was not far away, to discuss matters with the local Earl Gil.

The negotiation went smoothly and the process was very easy. After the matter was over, he returned to Nistaya in a carriage with his housekeeper grandfather without any accident.

However, he still did not expect that on the way back, he would encounter a killer hired by his father's political opponents.

And this time, the gang turned out to be Eri Bati, the evil gang that killed countless people. This made Diforney dare not expose himself, so he could only hide himself in the convoy by simply changing his appearance before leaving. among them.

Facts have proved that his concealment is indeed in place, but Joe Klee and his group obviously will not let him go easily, and even start using other guests as hostages, intending to kill one person every minute, just to let him show up.

As a nobleman who has received higher education since childhood, Diforney has naturally also learned chivalry, and he himself has a longing for knights.

Now that he heard that Joe Klee planned to use such a vicious method to force him to show up, he immediately prepared to show up to stop the other party's despicable behavior.

However, before he could move, Hart Bud next to him pressed his body ahead of time.

"Grandpa Hart!"

"Master, the opponent's level is too high. We are not opponents, so we can't act rashly." Grabbing Difony's arm, the old butler Hart said with a sigh.

Hearing Hart's words, Diforney gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

Grandpa Hart was right. The other party was the member of Aribadi, and their level was generally above 400. The captain didn't even know the level. If he showed up rashly, he would only end up dead.

But, even if they don't show up, the opponent kills one person every minute, and then it's their turn, so what?

Just as Diforney gritted his teeth and thought, Joe Klee yelled that one minute was up, and then wiped the first hostage's neck without hesitation.

Not only that, after the other party killed the man, he immediately walked towards another lady, intending to take her as a second hostage.

When he saw the painful death of the man and the painful and terrified lady, a killing intent flashed in Diforney's eyes. He really couldn't bear the death of innocent people anymore, so he broke free from the hand of the butler Hart, not considered strong. The body walked towards Joe Klee.

"Master!"

"stop!"

With an angry shout, Diforney stepped out from the crowd.

Is it finally coming out?

Seeing Tiffany's appearance, Blair's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It looks like it's time for this game to end.

"Ok?"

Hearing his angry shout, Joe Klee stopped his movements and turned to look at Diforney.

"you....."

First he glanced at Diforney suspiciously, then as if thinking of something, Joe Klee's eyes flickered, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.

"Hey, Master Harold, are you finally willing to come out?"

If you think about it a little bit, you can guess that at this juncture, there is no one else except Diforni.

"Despicable despicable people, your behavior is so vicious that it is outrageous!"

Anyway, he had already exposed himself, and Diforney didn't hide it anymore. He just tore off the disguise on his face, and then glared at Joe Klee.

"That's what I said." Looking at Diforney's handsome face as it was in the portrait, Joe Klee shrugged indifferently: "We never claim to be holy in this business, so our behavior What's wrong with being vicious?"

Pointing to the corpses on the ground, he continued to laugh and said, "Besides, if you're not a bit vicious, you probably won't be able to show up, Master Harold."

Glaring at Joe Klee fiercely, Diforney was annoyed when he saw that the other party took despicable and vicious things for granted.

"Okay, since you, Master Harold, have shown up, please obediently come with us."

After whistling to his companions behind him, Joe Klee walked towards Diforney with a smile on his face.

"Master, I'm so impulsive..."

The housekeeper Hart behind him came to Diforney's side, his old face was full of worry.

Seeing Joe Klee and his group approaching him with a grim smile, Diforney smiled wryly at the housekeeper Hart beside him: "Grandpa Hart, even if we hide, we won't be able to hide in the end, so why don't we simply , so that other innocent people can be regarded as safe and sound."

"Ugh."

Sighing, the butler Hart also understood that no matter what happened today, nothing would happen.

"It's just that if I can't keep you young master today, I'll be ashamed of the master even if I die."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Hart, for burdening you and me." Diforney said shamelessly to the butler Hart.

"What did the young master say? How can I blame you." Patting Diforney's head, the housekeeper Hart smiled: "Don't worry, young master, although it may be difficult, I will die for this old slave today Master, you open a way out."