After Cescia left, Franlot put away her smiling "mask" and revealed her original cold face.

"I originally wanted to solve you before the Demon King came into contact with you, but if the Demon King could strike a second late, I would be able to completely eliminate your hidden danger, and I can only say that your luck is really good! As you can see, although our Demon Lord is powerful, but very deceiving, cough, very naïve, if you want to take advantage of her, then I advise you to dispel this idea as soon as possible, because I, Franlot, will always keep an eye on you, the Demon King cannot be by your side for a moment, if you have any actions that are unfavorable to the Demon King, I will definitely kill you immediately. In addition, let me remind you that the Demon King is very fickle, and her 29,999 predecessors have all ended up dead. ”

When he said the word "death", Franlot also added a special accent, and then, he once again showed a smiling "mask", raised a hand and drew a circle in the air, and bowed gracefully.

"Alright, you can't let the Demon King wait too long, please do your best to win the favor of the Demon King, and try to live, Kirgaru-sama!"

Although Franlot's words were full of threats, it was precisely because he couldn't make a rash move against Kilgaru now that he wanted to have the upper hand in words.

Kirgaru, who had regained his ability to think from his previous shock, responded in a calm and friendly tone.

"I'm bothering you, Franlot."

He picked up the ornate robe that hung on the hanger, and walked straight to the door past Franlot, who was a little surprised.

Two demons with far superior strength suddenly appeared beside him, making Kilgaru feel a sense of helplessness, but thanks to the ability to neutralize negative emotions, he quickly calmed down.

He began to think about the current situation in his mind.

It's embarrassing to say, but it's safe to say that the demon Cecia, who has the name of the Demon King, likes me very much, so her life is not in danger for the time being. I have to say, she really has a vision, and she was able to discover the charm that I had hidden for so many years, and she deserved to be a demon king!

Then there's the vampire named Franlot, who doesn't have any crush on me and is wary, a horror bomb that doesn't know when it's going to explode. His "Forgotten Blood Realm" can block the activation of magic, and he also has the ability to directly use magic to fight like Inkutan, who is possessed by a demon god, so I will be beaten without being able to fight back. Based on this, it can be inferred that it is quite possible that the world's first-class powerhouses are fighting directly with magical power. After all, magic, as a relatively fixed move, is not as flexible and effective as the direct use of magic in battle.

Then the most important thing is to deal with the relationship with the demon king Cecia, and then use her to learn the skills of directly using magic to fight. It seems that the affairs of the kingdom can only be left to Korod.

If you don't consider that Cecia is the Demon King, she is simply the perfect lover in the eyes of men. Maybe the rest of your life will be unexpectedly happy! Kilgaru, you're lucky!

Thinking of this, Kilgaru's originally cloudy heart instantly became clear.

Cecia stood on the balcony of the castle, looking out at the scenery in the distance, and when she heard the footsteps behind her, she smiled back, and that smile was wonderful in every way. Kilgaru was glad that he no longer had a heart, otherwise he would have fainted instantly because of his fast heartbeat.

"Sissy, then let me show you my, well, our kingdom!"

Kilgaru recalled the British movie he had seen in which the gentleman invited the lady to dance, imitating the gesture of extending his hand to Cecia.

Just as Kilgaru and the beautiful Demon King who suddenly arrived begin a date that I don't know whether to call it sweet or dangerous, the kingdom of Vilvera, located in the southern part of the Grand Canyon, is staged a bloody massacre.

The central grand square, which was originally used for celebrations and symbolizes joy, is now enveloped in the smell of red fish. Due to the sheer number of beheadings, the executioners had cut several knives out of the gaps, and the execution table was already full of heads, and the corpses on the execution table were piled up in the shape of a towering mountain. Originally, every person who was beheaded should have been disposed of in a timely manner, but now the reason why they were left alone was not because they were too late to deal with it, but because of the orders of the new king.

This is a means to warn the people.

After the coup d'état of the former Prime Minister Baronda Euslet to seize the throne, many of the lords and generals who had finally become the king put up a stubborn resistance, but the end result was a tragic situation.

One by one, they were beheaded for public display.

The blood had congealed into sticky lumps on the pavement, and the crowd of onlookers, though dissatisfied with the new king's atrocities, could only keep their lips shut and remain silent.

"Baronda, you usurper, despicable villain! You will be punished! With the sound of angry curses, the square that was originally full of the smell of death, and was also as silent as death, ushered in the last executioner.

The middle-aged man who was tied up and brought to the execution table looked quite embarrassed with his hair scattered, and although he had been tortured and bruised all over his body, his voice was still full of indomitable momentum.

He is the former cavalry captain of the Kingdom of Vervela, Seren-Ambak.

"General Seren, for the sake of our many years of working together, how about I give you one last chance to swear allegiance to me?"

Baronda said as he reached out the scepter in his hand and pointed at Seren.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, I'm not going to surrender!"

"Foolish fellow, then follow your useless king to hell!"

Balonda waved his hand, and the executioner pressed Seren's body against the blood-stained stake.

"Long live the Kingdom of Vervila!"

Although he was about to be in a different place in the next second, Seren still shouted bravely and fearlessly.

At that moment, like an echo, the same shouts rang out all around the square. Of course, the echo cannot be so clear and loud, it is not an echo, but a common shout of many people.

The archers hiding in the surrounding houses fired their bows and arrows, and the warriors disguised as civilians rushed to the execution table, and the square became chaotic.

"Quick, protect Your Majesty! Protect Your Majesty! The attendant screamed in horror, but Baronda, who was sitting on the viewing platform, seemed quite calm.

The soldiers guarding the execution ground were clearly caught off guard by the surprise attack, and as Seren was about to be rescued, a tall ironclad warrior behind Baronda stepped out.

He bent his legs slightly, and was about to jump off the viewing platform, but was stopped by the king.

"Zelett, let them go."

"But Your Majesty, we lost so many troops to capture Selen, wouldn't it be a pity if we let him escape like this?"

Zelet said in a mechanically hoarse voice through the metal mask.

"Don't worry, it's all in the plan, and I need him to help me find Dorashia."

Baronda looked at the back of Seren as he faded away, and smiled slyly.