Invincible witch

Since revealing my true identity in front of Findan, I feel more relaxed.

What am I afraid of?He wants to expose me?At worst, Illaya's body would fall to the ground with a bang, and I would turn into Jezebeth's true self, and simply go back to Sheogh to recruit troops openly, and tear myself apart with Biara.Whatever the alliance between Irollan and the Shadowbrand Horde.

Or, expose Jezebeth's true nature and simply negotiate terms with Biara.For example, they joined forces to disrupt Ai Luolan and Yige Chiwo.In this regard, she is facing the alliance encirclement and suppression of many forces in the Ashan world, and she has just lost a general and countless miscellaneous soldiers. She will not refuse my kindness, will she?

hum.

In terms of the overall situation of the world, Findan can probably guess what I can think of.So he will not take the risk of pushing me, a stable force and people, to Byara, but will also try his best to expose my old background.

He's not that naive yet.

So I am very sure.

And in order to make Fandan even more angry, I ran out of the city again in a grand manner, left Ilaya's body in the grove outside the city, called a few enchantresses to hide in the dark and watched, and told them "if Iroland's Fandan wants to grab it, but it's just a corpse, let him grab it casually."

And myself, in Jezebeth's true form, went back to O-Kosh to meet Rutger.

Those enchantresses, pet concubines and concubines Meiji were all very happy to see me come back in glory.Recently, our big plan has been going smoothly, and the wind and water are booming, which makes each of them have a burning flame of hope and ambition in their eyes, and they are more obedient to me and worship me blindly.

As usual, I shouted back the attendants and the guards outside the cabin, and pushed open the door with great momentum.

The blond little gentleman, little prince Andre, is really a good boy of goodgoodstudy, daydayup.

At this moment, he was sitting in front of the wooden table, studying something carefully under the guidance of Rutger.I took a few steps to the table and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing—it turned out to be a brief history of the Griffin Empire.

I rudely pulled out the book that was pressed under the arm of Xiao Zhengtai, and flipped through it casually.

Well, there is actually a bit of a taste of learning from history, using history as a mirror, and narrating and discussing, learning history and understanding the truth, it really kills two birds with one stone.

I smiled and asked: "This book is really interesting. Did you carry it with you on the way to escape?"

Little Zhengtai's textbook was taken away, and his big eyes stared at me dissatisfied.Rutger, who was leaning over the table and explaining to him in detail, slowly straightened up, and smiled nonchalantly.

"To be the future king of the Griffon Empire, this book is a must-read. Therefore, no matter when and where, this book should never be missing in your luggage. It's just that I don't have much serious ink in my stomach, so I barely guide him. It’s just that I can read it down—if I become a future king, there will be a class on “how to quickly gain the favor of all opposite sexes in a short period of time” or “a complete collection of mate selection”. I can give him some profound guidance and exclusive advice .”

I smiled, and returned the book to the blond little prince Andre who was killing me with angry eyes.

"This kind of course of showing off your charm and improving your taste may as well be taught to your little prince. After all, to be a future king, it is also important to choose a partner with an eye - isn't there a sample of failure and dire consequences in front of you? If the former king's vision could be sharper and more unique, I'm afraid none of this would have happened."

Rutger's countenance contorted for a moment at my demon lord's unbridled insult, but he still kept that genteel, personable smile.

"His Majesty the late king is a model of an upright gentleman. Naturally, he is different from the prodigal son who is used to living among thousands of flowers. Of course, if the late king hadn't been murdered by the evil hands of the devil, everything that followed would not have happened. Speaking of which, whoever Whether it is right or wrong, it is still very early.”

I laughed and said, "Ah, you can't be self-cultivated like this? We demons naturally commit crimes and do evil by nature—but your Majesty's current queen was deceived by that old skull Makar. Is it all on the head of the devil? Then the devil is the best excuse to shirk responsibility." Seeing that the blond-haired young lady was a little bit dizzy, and Rutger's playboy mask was gradually cracking, I sensibly changed my tone and topic to a gentler one.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. How much do demons and knights have in common?...It must be God's will. Right now, we have one thing in common—defeating Biara. You can get yours back." Your country, your past glory; as for me, I can also get Sheogh’s absolute superiority and right to speak..."

Before he finished speaking, little prince Andre rushed to say: "But you are still a devil! Maybe you will fight against the righteous side in the future!..."

I was slightly surprised, and then smiled and said: "Even so, does your highness think that the power of demons can easily perish in this world? The forest elves of Iroland, your highness must have heard of it?...they believe in One of the creeds is that everything in this world comes from the word 'harmony'. Sunny and cloudy are harmonious, black and white are harmonious, male and female are harmonious-similarly, justice and evil coexist, and it is also harmonious. Your Royal Highness Being invited by my subordinates to be a guest these days, don’t you think that if there must be demonic forces in the world, then it’s better for your country and for the righteous side than others if I control this force? ?”

Little Prince Andre pursed his lips stubbornly, and was about to argue, when Rutger, who was leisurely leaning against his desk, suddenly stretched out a hand and stopped in front of his face, effectively preventing him from going on. All those spats I've been talking about.

Rutger's expression was cloudy and cloudy, but he slowly stood up straight, and something flashed in those extremely pale blue eyes.Then, he slowly raised one corner of his lips and gave me a nasty smile.

"You make a lot of sense, Miss Demon." His tone was slow and orderly, which was completely different from the way that little Prince Andre spoke in a hurry to the point of slurring his words just now in order to compete with me.

"It seems that you are indeed different from that ugly monster Biara with scorched black skin."

He described Byara as a "monster with charred skin," which made me smile a little too.

This description is really apt.

Biara's weird black-yellow complexion always made me feel like she was scorched like a lava hell.Just haven't been able to find the right adjective.Sure enough, this playboy has read countless people, has rich experience, and has a vicious vision. He can hit the nail on the head with a glance.

I smiled and said, "Mr. Knight doesn't like her? Just right, I don't like her either. Seeing her as an eyesore, and not doing anything pleasing to the eye all day, it's better to get rid of her. This world must be clean A lot."

Rutger walked away from the table and stopped in front of me idly, with a half-sexy, half-sly smile on his face.

"Oh, no no, Miss Devil, with you in this world, there will probably always be many admirers who will rush to win your heart... But compared with that ugly woman's many evils, a little bit of jealousy is nothing. What's the big deal?" He looked at me—or, Jezebeth—hot clothes and appearance mockingly, "I'd rather cooperate with the seductive and beautiful Miss Devil than just watch the homeland Trampled by an ugly woman with a scorched complexion!"

I smiled, and finally let go of my heart, and reached out to him.

"It seems that Mr. Knight has made the right decision. I am very happy. Although in your opinion, the character of the devil is not worthy of trust, but I believe that your special experience is enough to understand that it is better to be a witch who conquers men. A witch who conquered the world—"

The hand I stretched out to him was firmly intercepted by him in mid-air, and he held it in his hand.Consciously or unintentionally, his thumb rubbed the back of my hand through the bright red steel glove I was wearing.His light blue eyes were as sharp as eagles, and they locked on my face tightly.

"Of course. Miss Devil, you have already conquered me. All the warriors in the Griffin Empire who are loyal to King Nicolai, Little Prince Andre, and the blood and glory of the orthodox royal family they represent, from this moment on, are willing to Completely defeat the demon Biara who is entrenched in our homeland and enslaving our compatriots, and work together with you. As long as you remember your original promise—" He dragged out his voice, and stared coldly into my eyes , It seems to keep staring into the depths of my soul.

"Then, the warriors of the Griffin Empire are willing to fight hand in hand with you."

I was overjoyed, I didn't care about his sharp warning eyes, smiled brightly, and shook his hand tightly with my backhand to show my affirmation.

"Of course. If you don't trust Urgash, the great god we believe in, I would like to swear to Elrath, who you believe in, that I will keep my promise in the future. After defeating Byara, as long as it is within the scope of my ability, Be sure to restrain the devil's subordinates and never invade the Griffin Empire again."

Behind Rutger, the little blond lady Prince Andre pouted angrily, stared at me angrily, and still refused to give up muttering: "Uncle Rutger, don't listen to her. She is a devil , he is a bad person, he will definitely not turn towards us..."

I couldn't help but laugh when I heard the childish words. I let go of Rutger's hand, walked to the table, and looked down at little Prince Andre with his shiny golden hair and puffed cheeks. , as cute as a flatulent goldfish.

I said, "Your Highness, do you know why that Biara, who pretends to be your aunt Queen Isabel, is arresting you everywhere?"

Unwilling to admit defeat, little Prince Andre raised his head and stared at me, and said stiffly, "Of course it's because I am the only legitimate heir to the throne, and she wants to... kill people to silence her!"

I smiled and sighed secretly that children growing up in the whirlpool of politics and war would be so sensitive and precocious.I said: "Then, why did she kill you to silence her? She is already a queen, just find a demon to look like you and pretend to be you, isn't that all right? Or find a demon to turn into a baby, lie Isn’t it more justifiable than you to call him the posthumous son of King Nicolai?”

Xiao Zhengtai was still young and lacked the wisdom of political struggle. He never thought of such a bloody plot. He stuttered and couldn't answer, his face turned red from embarrassment, and he was about to turn into anger immediately.

Of course I won't hurt his little face too much, and continued in a gentle tone: "That's because only the orthodox blood of the Griffin Empire royal family flowing in your body can combine with the treasure 'Heart of the Griffon' , refining it into a treasure that allows her to infinitely summon the demon army to the ground from Sheogh's lava hell, and it can stay indefinitely. To engulf the Griffon Empire, how can only a few fallen temple troops be enough? What's more, If you want to rebel and create chaos, of course it is your old acquaintances and old subordinates who use it with confidence, right? Besides, you are dead, and Duke Godric has already been sacrificed by Biara. Immediately, the Imperial Rebels will be without a leader, and it will be out of order—”

Little Zhengtai's brain capacity is limited, and while he was still chewing on the deep meaning of my words, Rutger had quickly sorted out the useful information in it, stepped in front of me with a downcast face, and said to me coldly: "The devil Miss, His Royal Highness is still young, and you don’t need to scare him with these things. I haven’t told him these ugly realities before, why destroy a child’s pure heart? We just need to take back the Griffin Empire and make this area great again Just put Heshan in front of him..."

I laughed secretly in my stomach.

I have long learned from the enchantresses guarding them that Rutger did not tell little Prince Andre the ultimate reason why Biara hunted them down, even though I had told them myself last time.Little Prince Andre couldn't figure it out, so he kept asking, but Rutger slapped him and dealt with it.

Unexpectedly, this playboy has full patience and love for children, and even knows how to protect the young heart of Xiao Zhengtai from being frightened and hurt.No wonder Duke Duncan, the leader of the Griffin Empire's rebel army who wanted to be the son-in-law of Duke Godric, would safely hand over the heavy responsibility of protecting the heir to the empire, Prince Andre, to a prodigal son like Rutger.

Or, I thought maliciously, fortunately Andre is a little prince. If it were a little princess, Duke Duncan would not be so at ease and simply send Rutger to be a nanny.

Based on the meager knowledge I had of him when I was Delaire, he is really very likely to be a thief.

And considering his appearance, personality, status and reputation, maybe the little princess would really be happy to be stolen by him.

Maternal, caring and playful, cynical prodigals are really easy to arouse the admiration of the majority of female compatriots.

I secretly rejoiced that because of his charm, he killed all directions, so he attracted a group of enchantresses and pet concubines and concubines under me who used to be soft and soft when they saw handsome guys, and they had already accepted my order, and some There are a lot of legitimate reasons to take care of him and his little master, so that he was moved by our warm reception as warm as spring breeze and as hot as summer, and agreed to cooperate with me in advance——

Otherwise, if he ponders for a long time to take the test for a while, I don't know how many enchantresses under my command will be captured by his appearance and demeanor, and turn against him.

Fortunately, I, the leader who was not moved by him, arrived in time.I thought smugly.

"Can you protect him from the wind and rain for the rest of his life? As the heir to the empire, doesn't the little prince have the right to know the conspiracy that will happen to him? Let him learn the survival skills in this world earlier, what's the problem? Byara was forced to flee the dwarf kingdom, so she should know in her heart that she is no longer a delicate flower in a greenhouse; the outside world he has to face turns out to be a bloody battlefield!..." Without showing any weakness, I retorted .

Rutger seems to disagree with my murderous and bloody avant-garde educational guiding ideology and remarks.He glared annoyed at my voluptuous and fiery form, as if he wasn't at all impressed by my—or, Jezebeth's—beautiful and seductive appearance.

"As the guard of His Royal Highness, what's the problem with shielding him from the wind and rain as much as possible? As the heir to the empire, the little prince doesn't have the right to have more opportunities to enjoy the happiness of childhood? Since I am the guard of His Royal Highness, I want to swear to protect His Highness to the death, so it doesn't matter who's conspiracy or trick is, as long as I know in my heart, I will do my duty to the end. Could it be that His Highness knows about these plots, and Biara won't take action against His Highness?  … ..."

He suddenly stopped yelling at me, and stared at me angrily; I also deeply felt that he was an elm head that didn't understand, so I stared at him angrily.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

After a while, I suddenly realized that this kind of dispute was meaningless, so I couldn't help laughing, facing the direction of little Prince Andre, and spreading my hands to Rutger.

"I have no intention of arguing with you about the education of the heir to your throne. I can't stay here for long. Since we have happily reached an agreement on the issue of cutting off Biara, I ask you and your highness to stay here for the time being." Stay for a while longer. When I gather enough forces on my side and find the right time, I will notify you, contact the domestic rebels, and launch an offensive."

What a mistake.I don't study preschool education, so what's the point of arguing with this libertine.It is his business that he is willing to use his theory of happy childhood or the law of capturing the opposite sex to educate the little blond lady.Even if he taught Xiao Zhengtai to deviate from the correct way of the style of King Nicolai, it was Rutger's own responsibility.He is also the one who will be punished by God in the future, why should I worry about them.I can't even worry about my own affairs.

Rutger, the libertine, didn't hear the signal of a truce from my words—or, he just pretended not to know.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, his always casual expression brought a touch of deliberate demeanor, and it was obvious that he was about to discharge for no reason; I secretly rolled my eyes.

"Heh... I can't see that Miss Devil is also a warm-hearted person." He said very slowly, but it sounded like a leopard waiting to bite someone before it bites, and it is taking a rest. Like teasing the hapless prey that fell into his trap.I couldn't help but feel a chill running down my spine.

He continued to grin with a bit of malice, a bit of playfulness, like a leopard idly grinding its teeth before clawing at its prey.

"Nowadays the Ashan Continent is not peaceful, who doesn't sweep the snow before their own door. Miss Demon is so enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that I can't help but move—" He dragged his voice, looking at me leisurely, with eyes With an ambiguous smile.

"Nowadays, it's rare to see someone as enthusiastic as you. Even I, who claim to be well-informed, have only seen it once or twice...Miss Demon, I heard that you belong to the enchantress family, The special skills are seduction, assassination, lurking, and spies; then... dare to ask, apart from these special skills, what about the disguise skills of enchantresses?"

My heart suddenly jumped a few more times.My face became cold uncontrollably, and I said lightly: "We demons can't stay on the ground for a long time. It can only be said that the fate of being able to pretend to be the queen of your country after spending countless efforts like Bi Yala Not to be asked for. Disguise is not very useful to us, after all, we have to return to Sheogh soon after we wear it, so who should we show it to?"

Rutger's eyes flickered, like lights flickering on and off.In the end, he said "Ah—" as if pondering, nodded and said, "I see. I thought that if you went out to lurk, you would put on disguises and lurk for several months as spies and assassinations."

I was secretly startled, and there was a faint suspicion in his words, which made me dare not continue to think about it.

In terms of emotional intelligence, especially the EQ of getting along with the opposite sex, Rutger, the famous prodigal son of the Griffin Empire, is undoubtedly much higher than Iroland's upright and staid hero Findan.Not to mention anything else, even the experience he has accumulated over a long period of time traveling across the gentle countryside and among the flowers is enough to make him a few grades sharper than Fan Dan's intuition.

So I dare not risk playing with fire in front of this popular lover.

I suppressed my smile, stretched out my hand to Rutger solemnly, and said simply: "We don't need to tell you about our abilities. You just need to shake my hand and wish us a happy cooperation."

The author has something to say: Update on September 5:

Both the 2nd and 3rd are on vacation.After hurriedly leaving a message in the message area at the bottom of the previous chapter, I went out.

I just came back on the night of the 3rd, and I didn’t do anything when I came back. I left the breeder aside to do cleaning, and I rushed to the computer to write an article.

From the 2nd to the 4th, it is three days.Based on [-] words per day, a total of [-] words should be updated.

If you don’t know anything about it, let me explain it again solemnly here. **’s recommendations are never in vain. Recommendations from different locations have different requirements for update speed and length.

For example, the picture tweet on the homepage of my classified channel is required to update [-] words within a week.

It doesn't matter if you change two thousand a day, or you don't change it for six days, and you can put up [-] in one breath on the seventh day, in short, you must meet the requirements.

If you don't meet the standard, you will be blacklisted.

So, unless I don't want to mess around, I must get enough words within a week.

To be honest, I sacrificed a lot for this article.

Now I have a great job opportunity, and I have to allocate a large part of my writing time to fight for it.

This opportunity is very good, and anyone who catches anyone will think so.

However, in order not to let this job take up too much of my writing time, I am even seriously considering giving up this opportunity.

Therefore, in the past two days, continuous disputes broke out with the mother at home over this matter.

When I came back and turned on the computer, I saw someone politely asking about the update, and I felt very sorry, and wanted to write it as soon as possible and make up for the days without updates.

Looking down, seeing that kind of lukewarm message, my mood is really indescribable.

That's right, I know it's the chapter of V now, and I should sincerely thank everyone who reads V.

It's just, who doesn't have the right to deal with things temporarily?

My mother thought I should free up time to do some more lucrative writing.The idea is different, but I can't convince her.

I am speechless.

I didn't expect to get much understanding from the elders about writing.It was only after publishing a few books that my writing hobby gradually gained some recognition at home.

At least, those who left a message after the article, I thought you were all my bosom friends.I should be able to understand my persistence and difficulties better than the elders.

My speed is indeed insufficient, but please take a look at the update time of each chapter of this article. When did I show signs of abandoning the pit?

In my life, besides writing, there are many other things, other aspects.Let me throw away all the people and things that should be taken care of, and write every day except writing. Is this appropriate?

There is a letter from my mother lying in the mailbox, criticizing my work performance.I read it again, and felt wronged and resentful.

Then look at the comments below the article, some of them, I feel very warm in my heart; some of them, I just feel chilling.

I just wanted to write an article to share my feelings with you, but now I have suffered so many cuts in vain.

so sad.

From the 2nd to the 4th, a total of [-] words of content was updated at one time.

Otherwise, I have nothing to say.

I am very grateful for the children's shoes that leave a message to encourage me, and the children's shoes that write me long comments.bow.

that's all.