"You still don't want to say anything?" A red-haired woman in a green cheongsam said that she was doing something similar to coercing a confession, but she was doing something unrelated - gently removing the shell of the melon seeds with her hands and stuffing them into her mouth one by one.

Of course, the place where she is is not an underground dungeon or a small black room, just the stool she sits on and the table on which she leans on are made of expensive superior mahogany, and the line of sight is slowly pulled away, you can clearly see that this is a Western-style Gothic style room, crimson is the main color of this room, although there are floor-to-ceiling windows that shed sunlight outside the house, but the rest of the room is still extremely dark, as if there is some invisible force that binds the light to death.

The woman who claimed to be Hong Meiling was sitting in the only place where there was sunlight, enjoying the warm sunbathing, and the whole person was lazy. And the person she was talking to was sitting on a single bed, and even in this dimly lit place it was a very handsome man, with neatly trimmed eyebrows, a very neat angular face, and dark eyes and hair that made him look very mysterious and deep.

The black deacon's robe with gold lines not only reflects his perfect figure, but also makes him look extremely elegant and noble.

It's a pity that such a scene that makes women obsessed with playing the piano is completely against the cow, and in Hong Meiling's eyes, this is not as attractive as food to her.

"I'll tell you, although Miss Sakiya is a little stricter, she actually treats me well. Otherwise, I wouldn't have given such an easy job. Hong Meiling said with a big grin, then turned her head to look at the door, and saw that no one was coming to watch, so she chatted with the man again, although she was talking alone.

"Usually I've been watching the door of the Red Devil Pavilion, 23 hours a day, I can bear it. But Miss Sakiya said that the doorman eating affects the image of the Red Devil Pavilion and forbids me to eat during working hours, which makes me a little unbearable. What made me even more offended was the uninvited guests, and the shrine maiden of Hakurei ignored me, and the black and white magic envoy kept opening the door with a magic cannon, causing me to be scolded by Miss Sakiya all the time...... "Unconsciously it looks very heartless, but in fact, it is true that Hong Meiling began to pour bitter water, and inadvertently revealed a lot of information.

"That's right!" Hong Meiling patted her head and suddenly realized, "I don't know your name yet?" But looking at your stuffy personality, I guess you won't tell me. Miss Sakiya has been locked up here for three days, you must know that she is ruthless like a devil, and it will definitely not be a matter of a day or two to go on like this......"

"**Temple," the man said suddenly.

"Yes. Kindness??! What the? Hong Meiling suddenly raised and came back again, staring at the man in front of her tightly, wanting to see if he said this sentence after all.

"My... Name. **Temple said.

And Hong Meiling completely ignored this strange hesitation, in her opinion, this is completely the consequence of not speaking for a few days, her heart is full of joy, this is the first time she has successfully completed the task, and she will definitely be praised next, promoted and raised, and go to the peak of life.

It's a pity that she didn't notice that the temple's eyes were not focused on her. A silver-haired girl has quietly arrived, just stuck after Hong Meiling turned around, I have to say that Hong Meiling's luck is really not very good. Hearing Hong Meiling's unbridled chat, not only couldn't ask questions, but also revealed a lot of information about herself, she couldn't help frowning, and when Hong Meiling compared that Miss Sakiya to a devil, she smiled and took out a silver knife from under her skirt.

What a dangerous girl.

"Who?" At this moment, Hong Meiling showed an amazing sense of crisis. Her hands took on the defensive posture of the Celestial Empire martial arts, one in front of the other, one in front of the other, and her feet were used at the same time, and the whole person jumped out from between the tables and stools, drawing a graceful arc in the air, a beautiful front flip, if nothing else, she could not only turn around to see who was coming, but also pull away a certain distance.

Just when she jumped halfway, the silver-haired girl moved slightly, and gently let go of the left hand holding the silver knife, and between the lightning and flint, the knife was gone, and there was no track, so she jumped directly to Hong Meiling's forehead and stabbed it fiercely.

"Miss Sakiya!!!" Hong Meiling, who was covered in blood, fell to the ground in surprise, I don't know if she thought of her words and deeds, or because of excessive blood loss, her face was a little pale.

The silver-haired girl named Sakuya was wearing a blue and white maid outfit, with a maid's headdress on her head, a braided on each side, and two white thighs as white as jade were exposed under the skirt. It's just that her face is not very good at this time, and her eyes are like a sword, which makes Hong Meiling panic.

"Meiling, your dinner today is gone." It didn't take long for her to spit out such a sentence.

Threaten each other with dinner and treat each other like children?

As a result, Hong Meiling, who was obviously stabbed in the head with a knife and could still stand up like no one, changed her face greatly, and said tremblingly: "Miss Sakiya, this is not good." “

"Well, tomorrow's share is gone. And don't call me Miss, call me the head maid. Sakiya replied with a smile in a cold voice.

Hong Meiling was about to say something, but was interrupted by Sakuya.

"I'll talk about it later."

Sakiya saluted to the ** temple, and then walked out with Hong Meiling.

There was only one person left in the room, and he seemed a little lonely, but he didn't have so much time to take care of himself, and began to use his brain to analyze everything just now.

Data Reproducibility ......

Analyze the ......

First of all, the place where I am is called the Red Devil Pavilion, and the staff is composed of the doorman, the head maid, the purple-haired girl I saw that day, and the blue-haired young girl with wings (Remi: I feel like someone is hacking me. And the red-haired girl is unknown.

The last three have too little information, only that the purple-haired girl will emit an object similar to a circle of light, restricting people's movements; Blue-haired young girl (Remi: Ah, who is it!) The flight speed is fast, the strength is great, and the status is very high.

Next is Hong Meiling, who seems to be just a simple fool, but with superhuman physical strength and reactions, the head piercing does not affect her actions, and the possibility of being a human can basically be ruled out.

Finally, there's her boss, Sakiya, who claims to be the head maid. When she came in, she was silent, obviously there was no one at the door, but she appeared in the next moment, and the strange flying knife skills, all of which showed that her skills were beyond the ordinary or had some special abilities. Bowing to him when leaving, but not looking at his reaction, shows that he is a person who understands etiquette and has great self-respect.

But how could such a person not regard himself as a maid, it seems that he is still proud, and he can recover such a person as a servant, how powerful the master of this Red Devil Pavilion will be.

And the most important point.

"Hairstyle." Temple said softly. Hong Meiling and Sakuya both tied a braided on each side, and the rest of the "people" did not, combined with the commonality of both of them, there may be some unknown secrets, of course, it is more likely, this is just a coincidence.

On the other hand, the head maid finished dealing with Hong Meiling's affairs, brewed two cups of high-grade black tea with skillful techniques, added bright red liquid to one of them, stirred it with a spoon, and walked to the study with the steaming black tea.

The door to the study was not closed, and the books were piled up in several one-person-high mounds around a teak desk, and a young girl was quietly checking the books. Her waterfall purple hair is scattered behind her, and she can probably reach her calves, her eyes are also purple, her eyebrows are purple, and even the soft hat on her head, and the nightdress she wears are mainly purple, and she seems to have a soft spot for purple.

On her side stood a loli with short blue hair, a pair of small black bat's wings on her back, also wearing the same style of soft hat, wearing a beige dress, and a red bow behind her. She tilted her little head sideways, showing her teeth, and watched the girl look up the books.

"Miss, the black tea is ready." Even if the door is not closed, Sakuya still abides by her duty as a maid and stands at the door to ask her master's opinion.

"Come in." It was the blue-haired Lori who made the noise.

Remilia Scarlett - A noble Bloodline, if you despise her because of her appearance, she will use her 500 years of survival experience to teach you how to behave.

At the same time, she is also the owner of this Red Devil Pavilion, and there is no one.

The purple-haired girl is her friend, one of the world's last remaining magicians, and a genius girl with tens of thousands of magic books.

"Patchouli, have you found it?" Remilia gracefully picked up the cup of black tea with the extra substance and said to the purple-haired girl.

Pache furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and whispered, "Not yet, there is no problem with the summoning circle we used that day, and the medium should be okay, but why did you summon the wrong object?" ”

"I've failed eleven times since that day, can I still succeed?" Remilia complained, her hands unconsciously resting on the sides of her cheeks, not like a harsh reprimand, but like a child coquettishly to his parents.

"It's hard to say, Bai Yulou and Forever Pavilion have also tried many times, but they have also failed just like us." Patchouli said.

"They, huh!" Remilia expressed disdain, "Only that white-haired imp wants to do this, and that undead and the others don't know what to think; As for the group of people in the Eternal Pavilion one or two are not well-intentioned, and the voyeur is the same type. “

Patchouli was noncommittal about this, and continued to inquire about the relevant magic books. Slender fingers kept swiping over the pages, and all that remained in the room was the rustling of books. It took a long time for Remilia to speak up, this time looking a little worried: "Now I'm most worried about Fran, No. 2 and No. 3 have become more and more unstable recently, and I need to join forces with No. 1 to restrain them." ”

Hearing the name Fran, Patchouli sighed and said, "It's going to be fine, Meiling and I, as well as Sakiya and the little devil will support you behind you." Sakiya, who was standing aside, smiled at this Remilia and agreed.