The existence that once overturned the world, invincible, far beyond the gods, and above the world, he was actually picked up?

This can no longer be described as shameful, it is normal for a cannon to hit a mosquito, there is no shame, but if the mosquito is allowed to go away, it will be a shame.

The little one's steps were not fast, and when the boy recovered from the shock of self-denial, the other party had not left his sight, and shook his head with a smile, but the next second he saw a lot of movement in the carriage.

"Wait! Rei—" Before the name could be uttered, the cloaked vampire burst out of the carriage, so fast that it was almost impossible for a normal person to catch with the naked eye.

The little guy obviously didn't expect this either, and when he turned around, he saw a pair of scarlet eyes staring at him indifferently, and at that moment, the hairs on his whole body stood up, and the fear of death seemed to have never been so close.

Luckily, the little one had already fled into the crooked alleyway before he could be overtaken, and Remilia's show of prowess went unnoticed.

The law of the beast, which is far removed from universal values, has long been engraved in Remilia's blood, so she doesn't care about anything else.

She will only believe what she sees, the guy in front of her who stole the boy's money bag and is the enemy.

The unfolded black wings propped up from under the cloak, as if they were roaring silently, full of threat, but the little guy who saw this scene no longer had the initial fear, and his clear eyes showed a hint of surprise mixed with hope.

"Are you a demon?"

"......" Remilia was stunned, her raised right hand froze in mid-air and did not fall.

The eyes were not disgust and fear, but curiosity and anticipation, she had never been treated like this, and there seemed to be a strange emotion slowly sprouting in her heart, and she seemed to have gained something other than hatred and anger.

At this moment, Remilia's hand was grasped, and she looked up, and it was the young man who was holding Flandoro in her long wait.

He simply understood the current situation with his eyes, it was not impossible for people to believe in cultists, but it was surprising that cultists were so young.

The young man squinted his eyes and looked at the little guy in front of him, then first pulled down Remilia's unlifted cloak, completely covering the terrifying bat wings, and said to her earnestly: "You can't be so impulsive, once your identity is revealed, it will be very troublesome, you know?" ”

The tone was like a lesson to a disobedient daughter.

Remilia lowered her head a little awkwardly, rubbed her hands together and said nothing, as if she was a little uneasy, until she was patted on the head by the boy, and the uneasiness began to shift in the direction of shame again.

This kind of interaction between family members made the little guy in front of him show a trace of dazedness, but also a trace of envy.

She pretended to be bold and asked the young man, "If this is a demon lord, then you must be a demon dogleg!" ”

"......" The young man's warm expression changed a little gloomy, the current little ghost is really rude, at least it must be said that it is a minion! What doglegs...... It's cheaper than a demon!

"It's amazing, I was able to see the demon in the church! Are you lost? As if remilia's identity was recognized, the little guy jumped up excitedly.

But how can there be a kind of joke in that sentence that is laughing at stupid people?

Pressing the desire to complain in his heart, the young man stretched out his hand to the little guy who was obviously too lively: "Give it back to me." ”

"Huh?" The little guy's expression stiffened for a moment, she clutched the money bag tightly, and asked with grievances: "Why do you want to pay it back, shouldn't the demon lord encourage children who do bad things?" ”

“......”

The boy was speechless, let's not talk about whether the demons would pay attention to such things as petty theft, even if they really cared about this, then they would definitely not be so kind that they were picked up and showed mercy to encourage each other!

After a sigh, the young man threatened the other party with a murderous look, and the little guy was so excited that he immediately trembled and exchanged money bags.

After getting the money bag back, the young man looked at the restless little guy in front of him thoughtfully.

"Well, can I go?" Being watched by two "demons", one big and one small, the little guy was about to cry, although she liked demons more than gods, but this did not mean that she could endure such a strange scene.

Aren't they thinking about how to eat me? The thought of such a terrifying possibility made the little guy tremble even more.

In the middle of the night, when the little one was about to reach his limit, the boy spoke.

"Maid," he asked, looking at the little fellow calmly, "but without pay, do you want to do it?" ”

The little guy looked up at the boy in surprise, pointed his finger at himself in a daze, and asked in disbelief, "I, can I?" ”

"Yes." The young man nodded, where to find a heretic who is so easy to handle this year, you can't send it to the door.

A big smile appeared on the little one's face, and she watched as the boy held Flandrew in one hand and led Remilia away with the other, and she immediately chased after her.

Following the young man's side, she rolled her eyes, smiled and asked, "Is there really no salary?" ”

"Nope." The boy's face darkened a little.

Returned to the castle with the newly recruited maid, although the little one looked wild and untamable, but after changing into the maid costume, he actually became serious.

Seeing that she began to prepare tea in an orderly manner, the young man in charge of teaching on the side said in surprise: "You will have a lot." ”

"Hehe, I've actually practiced secretly." The little one smiled smugly.

"Practice?"

"Yes, it is said that sensible children are more likely to be cared for, and I have seen adults in the church do this kind of work before." As she spoke, the little one recalled her short past.

Originally, she was a good child who believed in the gods, but the church was not a charitable organization after all, ordinary like her, and there was nothing special about her, she could not be one of those lucky people who were adopted by the church, and the road left behind could only be mixed in the slums, stealing for a living.

There were a lot of children like her, but she was a little ahead of her time than the others who were rotting in the dark corners of the slums.

The little one, who could not get a response from the gods, converted to the devil, and according to her, at least the devil would not condemn the thief.

After listening to the little guy's words, the young man paused slightly and said, "Speaking of which, I should give you a name." ”

"Hey! It's too unsympathetic to change the topic! Shouldn't you comfort me? The little one grinned and stamped his foot, very dissatisfied with the young man's calm reaction.

"It's fine for me to do it, but do you have any ideas, Remilia?"

"Don't ignore me! Oh, evil—no, Miss Remilia! ”

Remilia came behind the two of them at some point, probably impatient with the tea.

At this time, when she heard the boy's proposal, she thought about it in silence for a long time, and then said a name.

"Gloria."