I stayed at the Knight's Castle. 「」

I don't know what the man commanded before leaving, but the people of the Knight's Castle treated me like a guest, and even the man of the Knight's Castle, the father of my new master, took time out of his busy schedule to see me once, and asked me if I was comfortable living and what else I needed.

I knew that I was still a prisoner at this time, because my father had been taken away by the man.

The situation was terrible, and I felt like a beast trapped in a cage.

I don't think I'm in a state of being able to hide from those who serve me, but instead of comforting, they use their ubiquitous gaze to form a cage that binds my hands and feet.

Their existence, as if they were serving me, was in fact a constant reminder to me of the existence of another man who really bound me, and forced me with this ubiquitous sense of existence, making me feel like I was in hell and suffering mentally.

So, one day I suddenly understood:

If men think of me as a fierce beast to be tamed, then they are the whips of the tamers.

By extension, and then thinking of my own value, I suddenly understood the purpose of the man, and the effect he wanted. 「」

And I have nothing now, and if I want to get the power to break free from the man's grasp one day in the future, or even fight back and take revenge on him, then I need to hibernate now and slowly accumulate strength.

So my temper became even more irritable in the eyes of the maids and servants.

The men who served me were wounded and sent back one after another, and the fine food and expensive ornaments and clothes were easily knocked over and torn by me.

My bad temper was known throughout the Knights' Castle, even the butler who put me in the man's bed. I also found an excuse to slap my head. This time, even the master and young master of the knight's castle were alarmed.

They hurried in anger.

But at the moment of seeing me, the owner of the knight's castle stopped his young and vigorous son. Instead of showing the slightest anger at me, he ordered his men to drag out those servants who could not satisfy me, and behead them one by one in front of me.

Their cries for mercy lingered in my ears one moment, and the next they became corpses, blood flowing and eyes that were blinding, as if accusing me of my sins.

At last I vomited as the thirteenth head fell, and stopped the master of the knight's castle from continuing this terrible punishment, and was embraced back with a pale face by the equally frightened maid. 「」

In the afterglow of turning. I saw the smiles of the owner of the Knight's Castle and his son, as if to say:

"Look. Sure enough, it's a woman, and she's settled down when she's scared! ”

I am reassured, knowing that my expression must please them, and that the description of my letter must satisfy the man who controls me.

My reaction was completely in line with my personality, and I believe they would never be suspicious:

I think I created an illusion of perfection in the minds of men, and the price of this illusion was thirteen corpses.

I could feel the trembling of the maid holding me. and the look of fear and hatred in her eyes as she looked at me. If I were an ordinary happy shepherdess, I would have comforted her and worked with my ram Barty to make her laugh.

But now my Barty isn't around. My father, who loves to call me a silly girl, is not around, so I am not happy at all, and I don't want her to be happy.

I felt as if a devil had awakened in my heart.

[Yes, yes...... A powerful and delicious soul, exuding and flowing with a bloodline full of magical power, your ancestors in ancient times made a contract with me with blood, and gave their souls, and I will fulfill a wish for you! 】

A voice with a wry grin, seductively sounded in my heart, speaking an ancient language that I had never learned but understood perfectly. 「」

Who are you? Can you grant my wish? 】

[Yes, any wish, as long as you pay a sufficient price - your loyal friend, the keeper of the bloodline contract, will be granted for you!] 】

[You lied to me! We didn't exchange real names, and we didn't sign a contract. 】

I didn't believe the voice in my heart, and if the other party really wanted to trade with me, it should have come earlier, not until I was almost in a desperate situation.

Moreover, if the other party has the ability to fulfill any wish, then it is not a so-called bloodline contract that can be bound.

So taken together, what it says is either an exaggeration or a lie.

【Boom! Very well, you have passed my test, heir to the ancient bloodline of darkness, future daughter of darkness! It seems that I have a potentially powerful and cunning contractor. 「」】

The voice in my heart laughed excitedly and strangely.

[So, can we exchange names?] 】

I was not afraid of the voice that appeared in my heart, it seemed natural to accept its appearance, and it was natural to make demands, as if the ancient blood instinct was really guiding me.

[Of course, the daughter of darkness in the future.] 】

The voice replied.

……

So, I swapped my real name with the devil and became a real witch.

My contracted devil used to call me the Daughter of Darkness, and its name is very long, with tens of thousands of syllables pronounced in the Abyssal language, which means that it has immensely powerful magical powers, and has lived a long time.

The devil's name was the source of the witch's magic, and I could only pronounce the first two syllables of his name at first.

But according to it, such a beginning was already a sign of extraordinary potential for a newly awakened contract witch like me, and even my bloodline ancestor, the Daughter of Darkness with the purest bloodline of the first generation, could barely sustain it when she first read its real name. 「」

But I don't believe it, because it didn't take long for me to come to know it that I realized the true nature of the devils, who take full pleasure in playing with people's hearts, and that the souls of ignorant people sacrifice to them are the source of their self-enhancement.

My soul is too small for its power, and it is only one of its contractors.

The devil is a dangerous and greedy being, often incarnating countless beings, seducing the fallen souls of mankind, and even using various means to deliberately provoke conflicts and struggles between their contractors and provide them with more sacrifices and food.

After the contract, the memories of many of the witches of the past, who had been silent in my blood for a long time, gradually surfaced in my heart.

……

[Looks like you're in trouble, and you're in a bad situation, my daughter of darkness!] 】

Hearing its coudinous laughter, I immediately understood its intentions, but quickly vetoed it:

[I believe in the power I have more than I pray to you with my soul, not to mention that even if I kill the entire people of the Knight's Castle, it will not change my situation much, and it will only cause the other party to kill. 】

[That's a pity, the place you just left, there is a fresh soul full of resentment, and you are bathed in so many resentments, it is really beautiful! 】

[Really? In that case, eat the filthy stuff, Kronos, Kronos is what I usually call it, but don't eat too cleanly, or it will be bad if it attracts the attention of the other witches! 】

My footsteps startled the maid who was holding me, and probably the cold side face and sweeping gaze of my frightening struck her, and she fell to her knees in fear, and kowtowed desperately.

[That's all good material, it seems that I signed a generous contractor!] It smiled as if it hadn't left, but I knew that it must have eaten up the souls and grievances the moment I agreed.

At the same time, I felt a burst of fullness from the depths of my soul, and a small force poured out of my overflowing soul and flowed into my body, slowly transforming the tiny part into a faint magic power while strengthening my physique.

I know that this is the reward that the bloodline contract between us automatically gave me after the devil devoured my soul.

Judging from the amount of feedback, the bloodline contract that my ancient ancestors signed with it should be considered quite fair among its kind.

This means that this bloodline contract is quite advanced, and it was signed from a very weak time, although as the bloodline is diluted step by step, the binding force on the devil will become smaller and smaller, but the witch with the bloodline contract is always safer than ordinary witches when trading, and it is not easy to be betrayed by the devil, and the feedback of the bloodline contract will make my magic grow faster.

- This is what I learned from my ancestors' memories, how powerful and different the ancient bloodline contract witches are compared to the current witches.

The bloodline of the Dark Girl in my body has been silent for a long time, and I don't know the history, I can't tell the era in which they lived, just from a few words, most of the ancient bloodlines are too powerful to be awakened, and most of them have fallen silent and hidden, living up to the ancient pomp.

I don't know about the current witch, but I'm sure that even with the previous awakening and the heavenly changes caused by the oath, that man would not have wanted to have the blood of the Ancient Dark Daughter in me.

I think that's going to be the hole card for me to build up and fight back against him.

……

The battle at the front was in full swing, and the man had no time to take care of me, and besides, according to my cousin, the description in the letter sent to him by the knight's castle should have met his expectations.

I became settled, and began to learn all kinds of knowledge and languages from the scholars and stewards of the Knights' Castle, and I knew that it must be a man's arrangement.

Soon after, he sent someone to secretly bring me some books and practical materials, including the meditation crystals that I needed most.

I was amazed that the man gave me these things before he could get me to him, and it seemed that his situation was not as good as I thought, so he couldn't wait to develop my value, and even risked being betrayed by me.

The men he sent were so careful that they didn't even let the people up and down the Knights' Castle know, and told me to be careful with the preservation and conservation of materials.

It seemed that it took a lot of effort and cost them to collect these things, and I realized that in this day and age, a single thing about witches seems to be very expensive and rare. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. )