sweet conquest of the devil gl

Breaking the oath of the devil will bake bread in hell for 300 years.

Out of sight of the children, the hatchet removed one of the chief's arms.

Marianne breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you still need to collect protection fees in the future? Mr. Robbers?"

No one dared to answer her question, so the robber picked up his arms and fled, running fast enough to catch her.

"Barbatos, how did Marian become like this?!" Floria faded in fright. Where is the little girl who baked the bread?

"Huh? Your Highness, this is the loyalty a qualified subordinate should have."

"Is this what you usually say about loyalty?"

"There is also loyalty that is not like this." Barbatos stretched out a finger and tapped it on his lips.

"You, why are you licking your fingers?! Are you implying something to me?" Floria stepped back again and again, her feet tripped over the corrugated floor tiles, and almost turned into a spinning dog, but she was hugged by Barbatos.

"Your Highness, I'm not licking my fingers anymore, or do you want me to?"

"do not wish--"

Marianne worked hard tonight, too.The hardest time for her has indeed passed.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the thunder and irrigation of 辂除_piuma, and the generous irrigation of the merchants~