A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

But before she finished speaking, the little crocodile jumped onto the table and covered her mouth: "I know, I know, I will go with you!" "The Venerable Master"'s psychological comfort, and said in a vicious voice, "If you want to go, go quickly, you little bastard!"

"Don't worry, I will pay you later." Cloris drew the pie as usual.

"That's what you should! Do you think I'll say hello?" Walsh Calle himself is a cult leader who is good at drawing cakes, so he naturally doesn't like Cloris.

The nightmare rolled over, and the succubi in the restaurant didn't seem to realize it. They left just in time before the nightmare came, as if they were attending some important gathering:

"Have you heard that Ansur Sariel will be judged when the bell rings in the night."

"Whatever my business, that demagogic troublemaker, no matter how good-looking she is, no one likes her. Why doesn't she learn from Senior Ansu Dora?"

"Is that so? Actually...An Suer is pretty good too."

"Hey! You shouldn't be tempted by her, you said you would be baptized with me!"

"Of course I love you the most. It's just... I just feel sorry for Ansuer. She also did a lot for Lesvos..."

"But the work is not worth it!"

"Raltz..."

"Well... Actually, she is quite good, but who made her the heir of the Sariye clan? Leaders are not allowed to go out of line."

"Isn't there still Ansu Dora?"

"But their sisters are a perfect match, they are all excellent people, they are indispensable..."

Hearing the succubi who were going to communicate, the little crocodile noticed the strange expression on Cloris, and asked, "Do you know what Ansuel Sariel is?"

Cloris said delicately: "As expected, she is that stinky whore outside who helped us stop Chifa..."

"I like this name!" The little crocodile didn't like Veronica. He felt that he had found a soulmate at this moment, and stood on the same side with Cloris for a short time, so he urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, I Let's see how this bad guy was judged and made a fool of himself!"

231. Symphony ([-])

No matter how utilitarian the Grace House's original intention of imprisoning Moyi was, Cloris had to thank them for using positive dreams to heal the succubus girl's spirit.

Otherwise, even if Veronica wanted Moyi to recover part of her sanity, she would have to pay the price of a lot of accumulated wishes.

The healing of the Grace House is effective, as evidenced by the fact that Cloris and the little crocodile did not directly fall into a nightmare.

This is Moyi's dreamland. The succubus girl subconsciously accepted the existence of Cloris, so the succubus in the academy did not show strong resistance to the existence of an outsider.

The venue of the trial is the landmark building of Lesworth College, the Garden Court.

This is built like the tribunal of the Lesbos government, responsible for the daily assembly of the succubus students, important events, and also responsible for criticizing and educating students who violate the rules and punishing misdemeanors. Occasionally, proposals about the management and construction of the college will also be Open discussion in Garden Court.

There were more than five thousand succubi present, which is the result of the tens of thousands of years of development of Lesvos. In the first year when Sariel established Lesvos, there were less than 100 little succubi in the sixth grade. .

Cloris found Moyi and stayed with the succubus girl.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm not familiar with your academy. I might get lost while walking. Besides, I'm an outsider, so it's inconvenient for me to wander around without permission."

Cloris' words deepened Moyi's trust, and the succubus girl said guiltily: "I'm sorry, but we must be present for the matter of Senior Ansu'er..."

The Garden Tribunal is a fan-shaped assembly square on all sides, and the clusters of colors in the square are filled with the fragrance of flowers, which can be called an intoxicating spectacle in hell.There are four towering columns in the center of the square. The flower carvings on the columns are spliced ​​into sacred and beautiful statues of succubus. On the column sits a mature and mature succubus. It is said that they are old, and the annual rings of the years are not on their faces. Leaving the slightest wrinkle is just an ancient barrier for temperament.

Four pillars imprisoned the Mayan pyramid-shaped high platform in the middle. On the platform, a succubus had its neck and hands and feet bound by stones. There were all succubus present, and she only wore a snow-colored robe that leaked air on both sides, representing prison uniforms. Dense red scales cover most of the smooth skin and privacy.

She has long wine-red hair, and the pointed horns on her forehead are full of aggression and aggression.In the culture of succubi, the horn is also an important aesthetic symbol. It is not inherited, but only shows a specific texture, outline, and derived mysterious characteristics according to the individual's mental state and personality.For the succubus, which only exists in females, it can also predict the way of getting along after forming a family to a certain extent.

Cloris finally saw that unbelievably beautiful face, a face that was enough to make her feel ashamed. However, when she kept staring at the imprisoned Ansuer, she still tended to feel in a trance.

Her intuition told the girl that it was Veronica in her school days, because the tail that had threatened her was stubbornly tilting upwards.

An Su'er held her head high, holding the chip at the end of her mouth, and when her eyes swept across the audience, even those who disagreed with her were unavoidably disturbed by that seductive and charming gesture.

"Boom!"

An elder succubus on the pillar rang the referee's hammer, and she immediately scolded: "Ansur Sariel, if you continue to despise the tribunal and seduce your own people, I will charge you with the crime of bewitching young demons!"

"But—" An Su'er's eyes were like silk, she looked at the elder succubus, making the latter blush and heartbeat, "He is also a young devil who has not graduated, and Magistrate Virginie obviously made my heart flutter, Why . . . only the governor should set the fire?"

"Su'er!" Ansudora sat on one of the pillars, her eyes were full of disappointment and blame, "You should show the demeanor that the heir of the Sariel clan should have!"

An Suer sneered: "What kind of manners, temperance or abstinence? You obeyed the orders of those old things and organized the so-called pickets to play house, trap most of the children in hell to play your savior game for the rest of their lives?"

Ansudora tried to persuade: "We are here to stop the flood of extreme desire and prevent the abyss from invading!"

"Flooding, it's really hard to say this from your mouth, good sister, do you think you look like a slut in heat when you begged me for (happy) love and longed for baptism?"

"Su'er!" Ansudora's face turned red instantly with a cold and harsh face, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, she was so ashamed and angry that she was too angry to speak.

"An Suer, I sentence you to contempt of the court and sentence you to silence for ten years!"

The succubus on the stage seemed to have its throat blocked immediately, and could only whimper.

"Bewitching young demons, smuggling prohibited magic tools, destroying the icon of Sariel, destroying the No. [-] storage of fantasy essence, causing irreparable losses, defrauding a special professor and several teaching assistants, trespassing on restricted areas and building air routes without permission..." the referee The official counted Ansuer's crimes in detail, "and the unforgivable crime of throwing himself into the fire of hell! Ansuer, do you still remember the school motto of Lesvos College?!"

"And cheating on exams!" Ansudora said angrily.

"That's it..." The judge was stunned for half a second.

An Su'er did have a record of cheating in exams. If it wasn't for the halo of being the heir of the Sariye clan, she would have been repeated countless times.

But cheating on the exam is nothing compared to the previous crimes, especially... Isn't it Ansudora, you helped your sister cheat?

"You think you have shouldered the suffering and responsibility, but I have not seen any demons freed from the sinking. Instead, the clansmen are tied to death in your spring and autumn dreams, dreaming endless dreams of healing hell For some reason, the punishment of silence didn’t work on Ansuer, and the succubus faces on the pillars all changed into her, shouting in unison, “You are like mice carefully absorbing the essence of fantasy, neither wanting to move your family out of hell, You are also unwilling to attack the Dreamland to occupy a place, you accommodate the overloaded demons, expand the territory in hell but prohibit the circulation of human spirits, how can there be so many succubi for you to squeeze in Lesvos!?"

This is also the voice of many young succubus.

Want to heal the pain of hell, but are bound.The wish power of the dreamland also comes from all living beings. If there are endless dreams in the land of all living beings, and it is the place where Taoyuan returns, why not occupy it?Succubus also cannot heal the exponentially expanding demon base in the territory.

They have great ambitions, so they naturally want to go out and have a look.

"Oh." Cloris sighed.

The root of Moyi's tragedy ultimately comes from Veronica.

"Ansu'er is sometimes a bit radical, but in essence she wants to do more good things. What she does is just to make the Sariye clan better..." Moyi worried that Ansu'er would be left behind by outsiders. Bad impression, so try to explain.

"But when you leave Lesvos, you will find that the world is also hell." The girl wanted to touch the succubus girl's head, but Moyi was taller, so she had no choice but to give up doing that funny move.

"Your actions will only expand the territory of hell and become his slave!" The judge felt a hint of ominousness, and she immediately ordered, "Ansuer, Lesvos is not a capital crime. If you think of your heart, you will be punished." Zhenshan, I will place you in confinement for a hundred years..."

The entire garden tribunal was filled with unspeakable power, as if she was about to convict An Suer according to her instructions.

But before the magistrate could speak, An Suer, who was imprisoned, suddenly turned into a cloud of mist. At the same time, Ansu Dora's figure also drifted away. The latter showed a dazed face. The next moment, the prisoner became her. .

"I'm sorry, sister! What I said before was just to make you lose your guard!" An Su'er squatted on the pillar, her tail bent dangerously in front of her, and her dark red magic wings seemed to stretch the sky.

"Ansuer, do you want to betray the clan!" The magistrate stood up and snarled at Ansuer.

"Traitor?"

An Su'er's figure flashed suddenly, and she appeared behind the judge. She reached into the judge's skirt and skirt, and gently kissed her earlobe.Under the numb itching, the magistrate just lost the will to resist, and the spring tide brought rain.

An Suer squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "Anyway, I can't pass the written test. I'm going to the human world. I want to bring back the heaven of dreams and pray to the dreamland—" Her cry spread throughout the college, "Succubus , should never be cursed with pain, let alone become a servant of hell!"

Hellfire burns from its horns.

"You will never get rid of the pain of being burned in hell, you can't stand it!" Ansu Dora screamed at the sisters, "Come back, Ansuer!"

Sweat dripped from An Su'er's forehead, and the corners of her lips curled up contemptuously: "I will not be corrupted by hell, never!"

"Guards, guards!" shouted another magistrate.

"Boom—" Yuantian suddenly burst into loud noises.

"You released the purgatory demon!"

"Don't worry, I'll plant the seeds of hellfire in their souls, and after a while of destruction, they will be burned and will not hurt anyone," An Suer laughed wildly, "I'm sorry, I Stronger than you imagined!"

Ordinary succubus graduates are only able to protect themselves in the "dream-turning" state, and they only have some fighting ability after they become adults.

When a succubus transforms into a dream, it will be given its real name and authority by hell. During this process, excellent succubi can seek more powerful power through prayer, but succubus generally restrain this behavior.

Fearing hell is the school motto and dogma of the succubus.

If they pray blindly, the succubus can only collapse and sink into pain amidst blessings and curses.

An Su'er's performance is already stronger than that of ordinary judges. In terms of human standards, even a demigod who has walked out of a miracle may not necessarily pose a threat to him.

At this moment, no one can check and balance her.

She had plenty of time to leave before the elders showed up.

"I'll be back—" she said, and disappeared.

Moyi and some little succubi rushed out of the crowd suddenly, and Cloris asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's a forbidden area!" Moyi said excitedly, "An Su'er will definitely go to the outside world through a certain sealed channel in the forbidden area. She escaped once before, but was caught back. That time must be just testing the plan!"

There are quite a lot of forbidden places for succubus, and the slightly weaker succubus can easily get lost in it.

Although Lesvos is called an island, its area is larger than dozens of hurricane islands combined.

The succubus girls ran around recklessly, they had no intention of leaving the school, they just wanted to see An Suer one last time.

Half the succubi in the house liked her.

Cloris can be regarded as seeing half of the appeal.

"An Suer is actually a very nice person!" Moyi panted while running, "She will also participate in volunteer activities during the holidays, helping demons to heal their spirits!"

Cloris was a little out of breath. In the end, she threw the little crocodile onto Moyi's back, and she got into the shadow of the succubus girl.

The forbidden area Moyi chose was a dense forest. After going around a few times, she found that she seemed lost.

Although the little crocodile hated An Su'er, after all, the succubus tried to invade his consciousness not long ago, but his attitude towards Moyi was very friendly.

Perhaps because of the sympathy for each other, he sympathized with Moyi's experience.

Therefore, he rolled a dice to increase the luck value of the succubus girl.

"There is light ahead!"

After walking for a while, Cloris, who felt the shadow fade, came out and shouted to Moyi.

It was the light of the setting sun.

The end of the light is called the "Island of Fog at Dusk" in the foggy world.

"An Suer!" Moyi excitedly ran towards the light source, passing through the shade of the forest, the red-haired succubus was opening the seals on several stone pillars.

She turned her head and glanced curiously at the little succubus she had never met before.

An Suer asked, "Are you...?"

"Moyi, you mentioned me to your friends, and you even took me with you when you were a volunteer in the hospital!"

"..."

When she was a volunteer, she had taken too many little girls, and every succubus wanted to be with Ansuer.

An Suer "suddenly" said: "It's Moyi, um, you worked very hard in the hospital, I know it!"

"Yeah, yum!" Moyi who was praised was very happy, she hesitated, "An Suer, you... will you come back?"

"Of course, as I said, I will come back with great ambitions."

"That, that..."

"Good boy, don't think about skipping school."

"Hmm..." Moyi plucked up her courage and shouted to An Suer with all her might, "I like you, An Suer!"

"Oh——" An Suer stepped forward playfully, lifted Moyi's chin, looked at those shy and bewildered eyes, did not make any further moves, but shook her head regretfully, "Although I also like cute Children, but the object of baptism must be carefully selected."

"I know, it's Ansu Dora!" Moyi was not disappointed by Ansuer's shaking of her head, and being recognized as "cute" by Ansuer was worth a long time of joy.

"Her?" An Suer sighed, "My sister is too rigid."

"Then..." Moyi asked again, "What kind of succubus does An Suer like?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to be a succubus, there are so many females in the outside world," An Suer said with pride, "I want to pick a beautiful, intelligent, wild, but also gentle... ah, I need it There are too many conditions to list, but ah, I hope she can take an adventure with me and see the outside world," she scratched the little crocodile kiss on Moyi's shoulder, and asked, "There is no breath of hell, which is Is it your pet?"

"No, it's Miss Crocodile! She can talk!"

"Oh?" An Suer took two steps back and smiled vigilantly, "I don't remember that there are talking crocodiles in Lesvos."

Moyi said naively: "It's a friend of An Suer's friend!"

"my friend?"