Under the full moon, white roses surround the silent castle.

The purple flannel curtains left a gap, and a glimmer of moonlight squeezed into the room, appearing on the floor as the curtains swayed.

The ornate drapered bed, the elaborate chandeliers, and the tasteful furnishings prove that this is not a maid's room.

The mahogany shelves are filled with books on demons and mystical rituals.

The owners of these books are lying on the floor, using paintbrushes and red paint, to paint on the floor a magic circle that summons demons.

The lights were turned off in the room, and the light was dim, except for the six candles on the floor, and the faint candlelight illuminated the girl's earnest little face, and her long silky silver hair.

"Whew, it's finally done."

The girl in a white nightdress stood up and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

A circular magic circle with six-pointed stars and incantations.

She set her paintbrush and paint pan aside, carefully moving the six candles into the magic circle and placing them in the hexagons of the six-pointed star.

None of the candles went out, she nodded in satisfaction, and looked to the side, there was a dead frog and a black ram's horn on the floor next to the circle.

The black horns were brought back by the maid when she was shopping for groceries.

The frog was begging the third sister to help catch it, and it was already dead, lying on the floor with its belly upturned up.

The girl's delicate little nose wrinkled, and she seemed to smell a foul smell.

She covered her mouth and nose, grabbed the frog's leg with silver tweezers, and threw it into the magic circle.

Relieved, he threw the black horns into it again.

Well, that's just the last filth.

Thinking of the last summoning item, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and her cheeks heated.

In order to prepare the last material, she did not take a shower for a whole day.

After a few moments, she finally got over her shyness and reached under her skirt with a pair of small hands.

The materials are ready, and everything is ready to go.

The girl knelt in front of the circle, her eyes closed, her hands folded, and chanting the spell she had learned from a book to summon demons.

After reading it in one breath, the girl prayed in her heart:

"Demon God, give me a handsome demon."

Then open one eye nervously and expectantly.

In the center of the magic array, there was an extra wooden door.

"It really appeared!"

The girl's eyes widened, staring at the wooden door that appeared out of thin air, her eyes shining with excitement.

Although the door looked a little ordinary, it was the first time she had summoned something, and she was very excited, thinking that maybe there was a demon's lair behind the door.

She held her breath and stared at the wooden door in the center of the magic array, her heart beating faster.

There was a creak, and the door slowly opened.

A young man with a pale complexion stepped out of the door.

The girl's heart beat faster, and her eyes were shining on the man's face.

Soon, however, a stunned look appeared on her face as another woman came out of the door.

Why are there women?

Ah, it must be a servant of the devil.

Ringer came out of the door, stepped on something soft, looked away, and saw a frog that had been trampled flat.

The floor was painted with a magic circle, a black horn, and a black silk fabric of unknown significance.

The silver-haired girl in a white nightdress knelt outside the magic circle, staring at him dumbfounded.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what was this doing?

"Y-Hello." The girl's voice was nervous, and she greeted him.

Ringer stared thoughtfully at the girl's face.

The girl lowered her head shyly, her heart beating hard, and all sorts of thoughts began to spring up in her head.

What will he do to me? Since it was a summoned demon, it must have been a very bad thing.

For example, forcing me to sign a contract with him, and torturing my body and soul if I didn't agree, until I gave in.

The girl's face couldn't help but turn red, and her body trembled slightly, not knowing whether she was afraid or excited.

"What's your name?" The voice of a summoned demon came to my ears.

"Lei, Layla, Layla Oliva."

Oliva is also Seria's surname, and her full name is Seria Oliva.

This strange-looking girl is really related to Seria.

The first time Ringer saw Layla, he felt familiar, except for the similar face, the silver hair was almost exactly the same color as Seria's hair, except that the girl in front of him had long hair, and Seria had short hair.

"Do you know Seria?"

Layla gave a surprised expression.

"Mr. Demon knows about my sister?"

Why did this Mr. Demon ask about my sister, did he want me to drag my sister into the water too?

But my sister is so strong, and the demon is not necessarily her opponent, and the demon that was summoned with great difficulty would not be good if she was beaten away by her sister.

As Layla thought wildly, Ringer looked stunned.

Does this kid call me a demon?

However, seeing the six-pointed star circle on the ground and those strange materials, he probably guessed what the reason was.

This child must be trying to summon demons, but where did she learn the summoning rituals, and the sacrifices she uses are too strange, can she really summon demons?

As for the exit meeting that happened to appear in the center of this absurd magic array, it was probably a trick made by the door spirit.

"I'm not a demon, I'm your sister's companion, we made an appointment five days ago, and I'll come and pick her up today." He felt a little amused and explained to Layla.

"Liar, you're not a demon, how could you just appear in my summoning array."

"Take me to your sister, and you'll know if what I'm saying is true."

Layla rose from the ground and looked at Ringer again, not finding any of the characteristics of a demon.

With no horns on his head, no beast-like eyes, and no evil temperament on his body, is he really his sister's companion?

If this is the case, it means that her summoning has failed once again.

"Hmph, follow me." Reluctantly, she turned around and walked to the door.

Ringer and Lanya followed her into the hallway outside.

When Layla led the way in front, Lan Ya whispered to Ringer: "Ringer, you signed a contract with the Demon King, and you have demon horns on your head, you can no longer be considered a human being, at least not a pure human being. ”

But Ringer still preferred that it was a prank of the door spirit, even as a demon, it would be too humiliating to be summoned by such a sacrifice of unknown meaning.

Soon, Layla stopped in front of a door, and a short, hurried sound of wind came from the door.

"It's so late, my sister is still practicing, it's not easy to be a warrior monk." Hearing the sound coming from the door, Layla shook her head slightly.

I really don't know why my sister chose the path of a warrior monk, shouldn't a girl use elegant magic, how can she exercise muscles, I really don't understand her.

"Hey, it's too late to admit that you are a demon, have you heard my sister's practice, if you dare to lie to me, she will repair you fiercely." Layla was still unwilling to accept the failure of the summoning ceremony, and reconfirmed Ringer's identity.

Ringer shook his head with a smile and pushed the door open.

"Serya, I'm here to pick you up."