I lived in the Knight's Fort for almost a year, and the man never returned. 「」

The resources provided to me were not endless, and because I deliberately hid my progress, the materials and books they provided to me were relatively lagging behind and far from meeting my needs.

Even so, my progress was not slow, and I had to learn the knowledge and witchcraft in my memory day and night to keep up with the speed at which my magic was accumulating.

When the Knight's Fort ushered in the first snow of winter, my magic was stuck at the threshold of the advance, and the front line had won a great victory, and the news of the surrender of the three knight leaders under the other side also came.

The war entered a stalemate.

Winter is not the season for marching and fighting, and although the army led by the man has achieved a great advantage, the cold winter that can freeze and crack the armor and weapons prevents him from extending his advantage further, and also gives the other side the opportunity to breathe and seek foreign help.

I thought I'd see men soon-

Of course, it's not because I miss him, or because I already have enough power to fight him, I just want to make sure my dad is safe and healthy and living happily as before.

But I didn't see my dad, and I didn't see a man.

The victorious man took Daddy back to his castle and didn't seem to see me at all. 「」

[It seems that the man you want to kill is a very cunning and cautious guy. My devil said to me.

[If he wasn't cunning and cautious enough, I wouldn't have deliberately concealed it like this, waiting for the opportunity to kill him.] 】

I have no doubt that the books and materials that are delivered to me must have been completely selected by men, and even carefully read. What I saw, he must have looked more closely.

From not knowing anything about witches to gradually getting to know them. I'm improving, and so am men - I believe that men haven't given up on the idea of using and controlling me, but they must have become more wary and cautious about me, or the witch community, as he learned more.

I suspect that this may be the reason why he doesn't want to meet me, and he doesn't want me to see my father.

On the seventy-eighth day of winter, I read the thirteenth syllable of the devil's name on a snowy winter day. Shun lì advanced.

The voodoo I created can unknowingly poison everyone in the knight's castle at the same time, except for the master. My spell, even if I fight head-on, is seventy percent sure that I can kill a powerful knight like the master of the knight's castle.

This is something I could never have imagined before.

The cage of the Knight's Fort could no longer bind me, and the feeling of mastery of power made me more and more addicted to witchcraft, as if it were an attraction from the blood. 「」

I think that even if I can break free from the man's control and rescue my father in the future, I will no longer be able to become that simple shepherdess.

My life is irreversibly detached from the world of ordinary people. Wait until my dad is settled. To ensure that he has a prosperous and worry-free life, I will devote myself to learning the knowledge of witches' memories and set out on the path of true witches.

Early spring of the following year. The man finally appeared in front of me, dusty.

He seems to have changed a lot, and the long-term experience of holding military power and prohibiting orders and prohibitions makes him unconsciously carry the coercion of his superiors, looking more and more intimidating, rich in the charm of a mature man, and the momentum and allure of the opposite sex can easily make young girls who don't know the world fall at his feet.

The man seemed to be pressed for time, and he didn't even care about grooming, and when he saw me, he picked me up and kissed me deeply, like a hungry beast, almost tearing my lip flap and bleeding.

The rich masculine aura and a touch of blood completely surrounded me, and he shackled me tightly as if he wanted to rub me into my body and merge into one.

"You're getting more and more beautiful, my witch ......," he said with a sigh as he looked at me intently as he finished his almost suffocating kiss.

His gaze is very familiar to me, and although it is restrained, it is still not much different from when he looked at me a year ago, but it looks more restrained and deceptive, hiding ** deeper. 「」

But I can't hide it, because I'm a witch and deal with devils who are good at playing with people's hearts.

"You look like you've changed a lot, too." The ambition is bigger, the ** is deeper.

I tried to push him away, but he grabbed his hand and pressed him down on the bed with his fingers clasped together, and he hung above me, his body clinging to me, looking at me condescendingly.

But I'm not scared, because I'm not the same girl I was a year ago.

I looked back at him calmly.

"You've really changed a lot...... he whispered, and the low vibrations inside his chest were shivering through me.

"Kiss me." He said suddenly.

I looked at him with the eyes of a madman, "What did you say?" ”

He looked at me viciously, his eyes were cold and hot, as if he wanted to cut off my flesh piece by piece with a knife and devour me, and as if he thought I was a devil, beautiful and ugly.

“…… I said - kiss me! Love me! Marry me! ”

He jerked down and whispered at me. 「」

My eyes widened beneath him.

I looked at him for a long time before I confirmed that what he said was true.

"Marry you?" I repeat, incredible.

He fumbled around his neck, pulled off a chain, and dropped the end of the chain in front of me: it was a seal ring with an emblem on it, representing his position as heir.

I realized he was coming for real.

I was heartbroken for a second, but when I saw the reflection of the black hair and black eyes in his eyes, I came to my senses again.

- Marry a witch, a witch who was once a slave girl?

If he is not crazy, then there must be a greater attempt, and his affection at this time cannot hide the ambition in his eyes.

"If you're not crazy, then you're lying," I shook my head, "it's impossible, our relationship, can't be recognized by the world and religion." ”

Marriages that are not recognized by religion are not legal at this time.

"There is no need to think about this, this world is about to become chaotic, the nobles everywhere are independent and fighting, and the Holy See is too busy to take care of us," he promised. "As long as you promise, you will be the only wife I recognize."

"Is this a deal? In order for me to help you with all my heart. Are you willing to give your marriage? I can only say no more tactfully, "But even if there is a marriage and my heart does not belong to you, then you still can't take me." ”

I succeeded in angering him again.

He pinched my chin and lifted it high—

"You don't know what to do!" He said angrily, with a spark in his eyes, and it was evident that my outspokenness had greatly offended his manly dignity.

"If you're really sincere, then it's in front of my eyes. It shouldn't be this ring. ”

In a world where even the dignity of the gods is no longer feared, power and power are fundamental. What can a mere seal ring prove?

If I could see my dad, maybe I would have been impressed by him. After all, in such a world, even if I am the daughter of darkness, I am only alone, and my marriage with him can allow me to ensure my father's safety.

He angrily left me and left alone in a storm.

Half a day later. He came back. Having already settled his mood, he leaned against the door and looked at me coldly, as if he was studying how there could be a woman like me who was so hard-hearted that he couldn't even impress his marriage proposal.

"Swear by your real name. If you can't do any harm to my bloodline, and help me in my war, then in twenty years' time, I'll hand you back the blacksmith - I know that you witches have many ways to live a long time. ”

He said, his voice cold and calculated.

Twenty years?

My dad is just an ordinary person, even if he has witch blood, but he is not a woman, and he can't awaken the bloodline, so with the lifespan of a normal person, it is difficult to say whether he will be alive in twenty years.

"Ten years, I will wholeheartedly help you fight in ten years, and I will not do any harm to the descendants who own you in the future, then you promise not to divulge my real name to the outside world."

His real name is known, and the most terrible situation is to be publicized, then I will die without a place to bury, and as long as he swears not to leak it, then I will be free again except that I can't take the initiative to hurt him.

As for Daddy, as long as I don't get accused, then he will never dare to do anything to Daddy.

The man was silent for a long time, and didn't seem to find any loopholes in my request.

Although ten years is a little shorter, it is actually enough for him, and he is not sure if the territory can support it for so long after ten consecutive years of fighting.

Besides, he knew that since I proposed this deadline, then I would definitely develop into a trend in ten years, and he would no longer be able to restrain me for too long, and the reason why I was willing to compromise was because I didn't want to break the net with him and reveal my real name.

My request doesn't seem to hurt him, with my real name, I can never take the initiative to hurt him, as long as I promise not to do any harm to him and his bloodline, then he can use me with confidence, and there is no need to worry about me backlashing.

After a long time, he finally agreed.

We swore by my real name and made a vow together.

I was glad and had an oath to promise that unless I broke my oath, then he could no longer bind me to anything.

"If you are willing to provide me with all the resources in the next ten years, I can still be the guardian witch of your descendants, of course, I will only help once." I said with a smile.

"Okay, I will continue to send resources in the future."

The man's expression was complicated, he looked at me for a long time, left this sentence and left.

[Poor mortal, how dare you fight the idea of the Daughter of Darkness,] my devil shook his head and said, "Don't he know that the descendants of the family guarded by the Daughter of Darkness for generations have never ended well? 】

[Descendants? Will he still have descendants? 】

I smiled nonchalantly.

From the first time I saw the man, I noticed that there was a strong resentment aura lingering on his body, and in order to prevent these aura from affecting his body, I cast a spell to transform his resentful aura and lock it into his fighting aura, and as he cultivated the resentful aura on his body, those breaths could even help him improve his temper day by day.

Of course, this will not do him any harm, but cultivating this kind of fighting qi that invades the aura of resentment may make the cultivator a little ...... in the reproduction of offspring It's just a little hard.

- There will be ten years of war in the future, so let's hope he won't kill too much! (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. )