Bride of the Great Demon King

"How about I exchange this with you? With this dagger, no matter how subtle a lie is, you can immediately distinguish it."

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Although the description of the Poison Angel's Tears has been repeated hundreds of times in my heart, no matter the color, luster, texture, or hardness are familiar to the point of the palm of my hand, when I really touched this treasure, His Royal Highness still couldn't help it. I wonder if I'm dreaming.

The hope of Notley City, the only elixir that can save his dying father, has always been by his side!

Could it be that this is the real reason why that unknown demon attempted to frame Bairiel?Did he hold the key to rescue Jialan without knowing it?

The prince resisted the urge to rush up and hug the boy, and asked in a calm and casual tone as much as possible: "I remember you said that this is a gift from your family?"

Bairiel couldn't help frowning, the excitement in the prince's tone gave him an ominous premonition.

"Yes." The boy nodded without hesitation, "This is the best gift I have ever received in my life." Holding it, the boy can even feel the aura of the Great Demon King all the time.

"If, I mean if..." the prince licked his lips, "if it could save thousands of lives, would you be willing to use it?"

"Which use? Disposable?"

"Uh... let's say, if melting it saved thousands of lives, would you?"

"will not."

The boy's decisive answer made the prince unable to think of what to say next.For a moment, he even thought about taking the staff away forcibly while the boy was out of sight, but this behavior has always violated his life creed for more than 20 years.On the one hand, the kingdom and the life of his loved ones, on the other hand, morality and the betrayal of an innocent boy, this difficult choice made his heart feel like he was being roasted by fire.

"Why... not?" The prince's voice was extremely difficult.

"Because no one is more important than him. I will not dedicate the gift he gave me to anyone. It is second only to my life." The boy was not in a hurry to get back his staff from the prince, but he The resolute expression seemed to be judging the prince's crimes.

"Yes, I can understand your insistence. Please...keep it safe!" The prince gritted his teeth and handed the staff back to the young man. This simple action almost exhausted all his strength.

Bailiel: "..."

"It's getting late, I have to go back. Can you promise me not to leave? I promise, after Her Majesty returns, I will immediately negotiate with her to resolve this matter." The prince earnestly begged, despising himself in his heart The idea of ​​wanting to imprison the boy.

"There are paladins outside the mansion." The boy reminded the prince in a light tone that even if he wanted to leave, he would never leave here.This kind of frankness made the prince suffer even more, and he felt that he could no longer stay in this place that once gave him spiritual comfort.

"Good night, then, Bairiel."

"Good night, George."

The next day, the prince didn't appear again throughout the morning, but Bairiel knew that such peace could not last.No matter what the reason is, this human prince who once gave him shelter is coveting the staff given to him by the Great Demon King!

Gotta get out of here!

The boy couldn't help but smile wryly.Only the staff and the blade of lies are left around.The wand cannot function at all without magic, and the blade of lies can only be used to stab oneself.It seems that the only hope is the shadow of the Great Demon King.It's a pity that once I lose blood to the point of dying at this moment, I may not be able to escape here with the help of the shadow.What's more, whether the passive summoning magic still works is still unknown.

and many more!

Blade of lies!

If I remember correctly, the owner of the beast circle, the patron saint of the island of Atreis, once mentioned to himself that the blade of lies has other functions? !

A magical hypothesis suddenly appeared in the mind of the blond boy.

Five minutes later, the teenager opened the door, and there were two people breathing outside the door.

"I want to see the general, can you inform me?"

"can."

With a cold male voice, it seems that the one guarding his door is not a maid but the general's guards.

General Feng Witt came to the boy's room 10 minutes later, which was an extremely incredible thing in terms of their identities.

"I just want to express my gratitude to the general." Bailier said with a smile, and the tense feeling from the old general made him feel a little funny. Am I recuperating here?"

No matter from which angle you look at it, the boy's question seems a little disrespectful.Although the old general was very annoyed by this matter, he still had to show some extra "politeness" to the unidentified boy in front of him because he was concerned about the feelings of the first prince.

"No, not at all. You can live with me as long as you want." The old general replied.

"Then thank you, General." The blond boy stretched out his arms in the direction of the general without any mistakes.

"You're welcome. Hiss!" The general shook the boy's hand, and suddenly felt something cold touch his palm.Out of fear of the devil, he hastily let go of the boy's hand.If this seemingly harmless young man is really what the Church of Light is looking for... The old general felt a chill run down his spine.

"Did my nails scratch the General?" The blond boy spread out his empty palms and smiled wryly. "I'm so sorry. You know, because my eyes... I haven't trimmed them for a long time."

The boy's nails were indeed slightly longer.The old general looked down at his palm, there was nothing unusual on it, but the cold feeling just now still made his heart palpitate.Are human nails really that cold?The worried old general immediately left the room that made him feel a little scary after exchanging a few pleasantries.

"Bariel, how are you doing today?" His Royal Highness, who arrived late after dinner, was obviously in a good mood, but Bairiel suspected that his good mood was based on the fact that he had already thought of a way to snatch his staff Up.

"It's okay." The boy's tone was as calm as ever, and the vital staff was still held in his left hand, which made the prince heave a sigh of relief. "George, you've found the solution to the plague, haven't you?"

"No, not yet." The prince's heart skipped a beat.

The boy smiled slightly, and did not continue the topic.The right hand behind his back suddenly began to grope on the empty table, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" the prince asked thoughtfully.

"Strange, I clearly remember putting it on the table..." The boy frowned angrily.

"There's nothing on the table! What are you looking for...?"

"Ah! I remember, the tea set was just taken away by the maid." The rare innocent expression on the boy's face made the prince laugh.

"It's all right, I'm not thirsty. By the way, I hope it's not rude. Remember when I told you I wanted to buy you some clothes? The tailor delivered today. Please consider this a gift from a friend , okay?" the prince said cautiously.For aristocrats, living under a fence can be regarded as an insult to a certain extent. Without a place to live, a friend needs to provide a change of clothes. This must make the teenager very difficult, right?

"Thank you." The blond boy replied with a slightly shy smile.

"Want to try it on? I mean, maybe I can change it for you and see if it doesn't fit."

"No." The boy's answer made the prince anxious.But soon, he put the staff in his hand on the table, then turned around and spread out his palm to the prince: "I can go to the bathroom to change it myself."

"Oh! Alright." The prince hastily picked out a set of clothes and put them in the boy's hands, "If you have any difficulties, don't forget to call me." He could even feel the sweat in his palms.

Five minutes later, when the boy came out of the bathroom in a brand new suit, His Royal Highness's eyes lit up immediately.It's a pity that he immediately remembered what he had done just now, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

Be sure to give the boy some compensation!

He secretly swore.

"How do I look?" Bairiel turned around and asked in a very uncertain tone.

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful! I didn't expect black to suit you so well." The prince exclaimed without hesitation.

"Black? That's my color." The blond boy approached the prince while talking to himself.

"What did you say?" The prince was disappointed to find that the boy was not in a hurry to get the staff back from the table.

"It's nothing." The boy raised his arm, and his fingers seemed to be holding something. "So...George, you have already replaced my staff, right?" There was even a hint of a smile on the boy's face.

"No, I didn't." The prince tried to deny it in a daze, but his heart suddenly hurt.

"Baileel, you..." The prince covered his chest, lowered his head, and was surprised to find that his palm was full of blood.

"You can't see it anymore, can you?" The teenager raised his arms to be at eye level.A thin line of blood was suspended in the air, and the prince seemed to vaguely see a translucent dagger in the young man's hand. He blinked but it seemed like there was nothing there.

"Sure enough, just as I thought, the blade of lies is not incapable of hurting people." The young man muttered to himself.

"Bariel, what have you done to me?" Obviously, Bailiel's actions have gone far beyond the prince's imagination.

"Remember my dagger? I stabbed you with it just now. Anyone who is stabbed by this dagger will turn into a puddle of blood if they don't get my magic to break the curse within an hour. " said the boy calmly.

"Don't, don't be joking. Bairiel, I did exchange your staff with a counterfeit. It is understandable for you to resent me. But I really have to do this, I hope you can... ..." The prince begged the boy's forgiveness with a painful expression on his face.

"I'm not joking." The blond boy smiled and wiped the blood on the invisible dagger with his fingers, "Won't my identity be obvious when you tracked my contractor here?"

The prince was completely stunned.