Devil [GL]

Quietly walking along the road to the outside of the study, Bai Wanwan hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door lightly.

"Please come in."

Metvia's voice came faintly from inside, and it sounded very calm, as if there was nothing unusual about it.

However, after hearing such a voice, Bai Wanwan seemed to have expected something, and her heart ached inexplicably.

She hurriedly opened the door and walked in, only to see that the study room, which was always lit with various lights on weekdays, was dark and there was no light at all.

Metvia's figure was like a statue, sitting silently on the chair behind the desk.

Her side face was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult for people to see her expression clearly.

Seeing such a scene, Bai Wanwan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Without the slightest hesitation, she walked straight over to Metvia's side, squatted down, and raised her head to look at Metvia.

"Miss Percival," she said softly.

Metvia looked down at her, but didn't reply her.

The peaceful moonlight shines on Metvia's cheeks through the heavy curtains, like a pair of invisible and gentle hands, adding a bit of gentle whiteness to her pale skin, but it can't erase the redness at the corners of her eyes. trace.

Bai Wanwan found out with great distress that Metvia had just cried.

Maybe it was on the carriage coming back, maybe it was in the dark study room, Metvia, who had never been weak and flinched in front of her, was so strong that nothing could defeat her, in the empty room It turns out that I would cry for the grievances I received.

She was only 21 years old, and she was still a young girl.

"Miss, don't be sad." Bai Wanwan's eyes moved slightly, and she said softly, "You... If you are unhappy in any way, just tell me."

She had prepared a lot of words, and she could spray those nobles and the evil demon king from all angles, and by the way, she could show her sincerity to Metvia and tell her in extremely sincere words that she is I like the most beloved girl in this world, and I can do anything for her.

But after seeing the reddish corners of Metvia's eyes, Bai Wanwan found that she had forgotten all the words she had just thought about.

The only thing she can think of is to hope that Metvia can confide in her, tell all the unhappy things, vent all the grievances to her, instead of carrying it alone.

She just wanted to make Metvia happy.

"What is there to say?"

After hearing her words, Metvia finally stopped being silent.

She raised her eyes, slightly pulled the corner of her mouth, and showed a self-deprecating smile: "Shouldn't you hear that? Selfish, cruel... Yeah, isn't that what I am?"

"I don't want to marry the devil. I rejected the Treaty of Peace. Obviously, I have paid so much for the empire, but now I am a sinner of the empire."

"My parents hate me and don't support me. They know what the Demon Realm is like, and the Demon King has that kind of character... Postcarolin and the others have received so much favor from me, but now they are unwilling to say a word for me. I said."

The one who is willing to stand by her now is not the Post and other families that she has paid a lot for, but Bai Wanwan, the reincarnation of the God Eater that she was wary of at the beginning.

In the former, she risked her life to save their entire clan; in the latter, she was scheming and gave a little kindness, and she only used some snacks to teach on weekdays.

Metvia thought about everything today, and the resentful eyes of those nobles, and felt extremely absurd.

Between humans and demons, is it true that demons are purer and more grateful?

She knew that those nobles would never let her go so easily. They had countless ways to make people obey. Sooner or later, she would be forced to be sent to the Demon Realm, where she would be imprisoned. A prison for life.

"However, I am not reconciled."

She is not reconciled, she has made so many contributions to them, but in exchange for their abandonment.

She is not reconciled, she has always dreamed of escaping the so-called "marriage of interest", hoping that she can be with the person she truly loves, instead of being forced to marry the devil in humiliation like this, and become his 72 One of the concubines.

Fighting openly and secretly, sharing a favor with countless women, she can't do it, and it's impossible for her to do it.

"I don't want that future, but there's nothing I can do about it," Metvia said softly.

She lowered her head, looked at Bai Wanwan who was so sad that she was about to cry, looked at her deep black eyes and the little red mole under her eyes, somehow, she felt a little relief.

It turned out that there were still people who were willing to stand by her side...willing to experience her pain, her despair.

It's just that she saw it too late.

"Iris, let's go," Metvia looked at Bai Wanwan's eyes, and gradually became gentle, "I will prepare a reasonable identity for you, and a large sum of money to feed you for the rest of your life." Worry-free, not to mention that now that your cultivation has taken shape, you don't need me to tutor you anymore."

If she stayed by her side, Bai Wanwan would definitely be implicated because of her, and would most likely become the target of attacks by those nobles.

Although those incompetent nobles couldn't deal with themselves, it couldn't be easier to deal with Bai Wanwan.

Metvia never bows to anything.

But she also knows that there are many things that she doesn't have to do if she doesn't want to.

"No, I'm not leaving!"

Bai Wanwan strongly objected.

She stood up, tightly grasping Metvia's hand, trying to convince the other party: "You said, I am your guardian, I am your pride, how can you break your promise?"

Her tone was flustered, and she stared at Metvia pleadingly, hoping to get the other party's change of heart.

But Metvia didn't listen to her.

"I'm sorry, Iris." Metvia said softly.

Big tears swirled in her dark green eyes, and slowly rolled down her pale cheeks: "I regret that I was wary of you before, and I didn't treat you sincerely..."

"Miss!"

"...I hope that you can live well in the future and spend the rest of your life with the one you love, carefree and without any pain."

The corners of Metvia's mouth were slightly raised, and she looked at Bai Wanwan tenderly, but she took her hand out without hesitation.

"No, miss!"

In desperation, Bai Wanwan rushed over and hugged her waist: "I won't leave, and you won't let me stay, so I'll hold you and never let go!"

She wanted to impress Metvia and make Metvia soft-hearted through this kind of shameless behavior just like she used to ask about her own background.

Her life was taken for nothing. She should have died in the earthquake that night when she was 19 years old.

In this world, her most important person is Metvia, if she cannot be protected, if she is to escape alone now, then what is the point of her living in the future?

"Miss, I'm not afraid of death, let me stay, okay..."

Yet she failed.

Following Metvia's order, those guards who were still loyal to her broke into the door, forcibly pulled Bai Wanwan off her body, and dragged her away.

Bai Wanwan found out with great despair that before Metvia could let her depend on her, it was only because of Metvia's indulgence to her.

As Percival's eldest lady, even if she is now in a downturn, as long as she wants to, Bai Wanwan will never get close to her.

Through the gap between the figures, Bai Wanwan struggled to turn her head, wanting to take a last look at Metvia.

The moment the door of the study was about to close, perhaps because of a sense, the curtains behind Metvia rolled up with a gust of wind.

——And her favorite girl was sitting in the rolled up curtains, half-reclining on the back of the chair decadently, closed those dreamy eyes, and let her hair loosen along her shoulders.

The girl who had always been proud and would never compromise on anything finally lowered her head.

The author has something to say:

The bit of abuse is almost over, and it’s time for Bai Wanwan to show off her femininity (?)