Invincible witch

I smile slightly.

It's this effect.

Although my men were the first to find him, I feel that if he finally agreed to give away the treasure that the little prince he was loyal to in exchange for his life, then I at least owe him the truth.

I brushed the lush red hair that fell from my shoulders, and said with a smile: "I will exchange my supreme secret for the treasure you exchanged for your life. I think this is the real fairness."

A look of astonishment appeared on Rutger's face, he stared at me dumbfounded, and stayed there as if he had been cast under a holding spell.After a long time, his complexion slowly changed a few times, and he murmured: "Dai Leier...So, you and Jezebeth are the same person..."

This fact seemed to shock him immensely. He spoke slowly, then suddenly laughed, lowered his head and shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Even you can be a demon lord... this world Is there anything else you can believe in?!"

Looking at his expression, I suddenly couldn't bear it for some reason.The ecstasy and complacency that had given him a solid shock earlier faded away, and I softened my voice and expression, and said, "My sincerity remains unchanged. If I remember correctly, Rutger, I once I have helped you. Now, I took the initiative to tell you my highest secret... Isn’t this enough to prove my sincerity? I sent someone to kidnap you and little prince Andre earlier to save you from Biara It's a pity that I'm not capable enough, I missed a move, and she plotted against me again..."

When I mentioned the past, his expression slowly eased.He raised his head, his pale blue pupils stared deeply at me, as if he looked me up and down a few times, finally, his gaze stopped on my face and met my gaze.

He finally said: "You did express your limited sincerity. Of course I remember what happened in the past...Since the great hero of the elves, Findan, was deceived by you, then I was wrong, obviously it is not worth too much depressed."

His words seemed to be joking, but there was no trace of a smile in his tone.

I wondered, "Blinded? I have long since stopped doing that kind of devil's work."

Rutger shrugged, seeming to regain some of the dashing nonchalance I remembered.He turned around and sat down facing the dilapidated wooden table, then motioned to me the chair opposite him, and made a gesture of invitation to sit down.

I closed the door obediently, went to the chair he indicated and sat down.His eyes drifted to my closed door, he suddenly smiled and said, "Don't you need to summon a honeycomb for guarding the door this time?"

This sentence brought me back to some kind of memory from a long, long time ago.The moment he mentioned seemed so far away that it seemed a lifetime had passed.I smiled involuntarily and said, "No, no need. I think you and I both know that we are no longer who we were then."

This answer with a bit of heart-to-heart is obviously very much in Rutger's heart.His previously sharp and guarded like a falcon, his mocking expression and attitude suddenly disappeared without a trace.He raised one corner of his lips and said, "Ma'am, you must have gone through a long and difficult road like me to become what you are today." As he spoke, his expression became relaxed. Tapping his forehead with his right fist, the smile on his lips deepened.

"Great Elrath! Please forgive my rudeness, but I really want to know how Illoran's great hero Findan will react when he finds out that he is actually attracted by a demon... "As he spoke, he even started to chuckle, with a look of gloating.

Although this looks like him before, I'm also very happy to help him find some of his former self - but, from before to now, I have never liked to face his teasing.With a stiff expression, I replied dryly: "Fendan of Iroland has always been jealous of evil, and will do everything he can to eliminate evil. It's the same for everyone. There are no exceptions."

This tragic answer seemed to be beyond Rutger's expectation. His expression changed, and he frowned and said, "How is it possible?!" With a touch of sympathy, he shook his head and said, "Oh...ma'am, I am deeply sorry for your tragedy."

I thought to myself, sorry?I don't see where you are apologetic.Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted is really his consistent style.However, I have already made up my mind to be frank and honest with this playboy with the same fate today, so I continued to reply in a very stiff tone: "It seems that I am still alive now, so this is not a complete tragedy. The recovery ability of demons Has always been very strong. This is probably the only benefit that this identity can bring to me."

Sure enough, Rutger can dig out self-deprecating abilities that others don't know about in every detail of others' words and deeds, and he seems to enjoy it quite a lot.After hearing my rigid answer, he was slightly taken aback, then raised his head, and burst out a burst of laughter from the depths of his throat, which made my face contort and my expression deformed.

"Hahahahaha...Dai Leier, although you are wearing a devil's skin, you are still the elf lady I know. Because of all the people I know, no one can match your courage Self-deprecating gleaming courage. I appreciate that."

I looked at his eyes shining with laughter, and thought: You are indeed the famous prodigal son of the Griffin Empire that I know.Because there is no one else who can speak so harshly of compliments like you, as harsh as a ginseng rooster.

I smirked a few times and said, "Maybe in order to help you recover your memory, I should use a little bit of magic that you are familiar with, such as thunderbolt lightning?"

My friendly proposal seemed to shock Rutger, his laughing expression froze suddenly, and then gradually dimmed.The flash of high spirits just now had disappeared without a trace, and he seemed a little dazed because he was caught in some kind of memory.

"That's right... the great Alrath! At that time, the zombies turned my motherland into a cemetery exuding a rancid smell, and I was so naive as to think that it was the highest tribulation and suffering that my motherland could bear." Suffering... Now I understand that it was just the beginning of all the suffering. More innocent people lost their lives under the iron heel of the devil, and prostrated themselves in front of Elrath's seat, bearing the divine punishment bestowed by him... ..." His voice became lower and lower, and there was a look of sadness between his brows.

"But no one can answer, why the Griffin Empire has experienced so many hardships is not enough, why the great and bright Elrath is still unwilling to save his loyal and humble people..." His voice suddenly choked .He reached into his arms, took out something, and slapped it on the table.

"It's all for it! This supreme treasure is now full of the evil of the devil..." His voice choked up, his hand was pressed on the thing, and there was a faint and holy feeling between his spread fingers. shine.

I was surprised: "The Heart of the Griffin! Is this...the Heart of the Griffin?"

The author has something to say: Update on September 11:

Busy this week... =_=

Here is an update first, it is estimated that the next update will take two or three days, but there will definitely be another update this week~~

It is only now that I realize that writing a male supporting role is indeed more enjoyable than writing a male lead~~^^