The magic that Baymont had left in him was still desperately trying to prevent his wounds from undergoing even the most basic of healing, and the cuts on Sagon's arms continued to drip with blood, dark red beads of blood snapping and dripping onto the floor, and it didn't take long for them to pool into a puddle of bloodstains. Sagon's original pretty, girlish face was also in such a sorry state that one could not dare to look directly at it, and those turquoise eyes had been gouged out, so that there were only two black holes left in his face, and the blood that flowed out from there had congealed into two dried rivers on his face in a horrifying shape, and it did indeed make one's head numb at first glance. Also, his chest still bore the hole Baymont had created when he had cut it open, and Evelyn could easily see the faintly beating half of his heart hidden there by dropping her eyes. Evelyn stepped in front of him, crouched down, and even though the
Sagon, who has lost his eyes and is physically crippled, has become much more docile, probably realizing that Evelyn is now the only person he can trust and rely on, and Evelyn senses that he seems to have developed an unusual dependence on himself. Sneaking Sagon in here wasn't a difficult task, despite Evelyn being a weak, feeble, unimpressive human in the eyes of the demons, she was still the Queen and no one could enter her room without her permission. But the problem is Sagon's food. Evelyn could of course generously share her food with Sagon, but what she ate was nowhere near enough for Sagon. What the badly wounded and unhealed imp needed was the flesh of more and more powerful demons, which would serve to replenish his strength and heal himself quickly as it were, or else he would have to rely on the much less efficient sleep. Without adequate feeding, Sagon's body shows no signs of improvement, his lost limbs are difficult to regenerate, and his body stays weak day
"So annoying!" Asmodeus wracked his brain trying unsuccessfully to untangle his tangled tail, and soon he grew impatient and simply went ahead and prepared to rip the entire length of the thin black tail off. Luckily Evelyn stopped him just in time, took his wrists in both hands and said, "Wait, just hold still for a second and let me try." Asmodeus grimaced, cupping his cheeks in both hands and handing Evelyn her tail, which was tied in a dead knot. Evelyn stared at Asmodeus's tail for a moment, like she was looking at a tangled mess of headphone cords she'd just ripped out of her book bag; she had the most patience for that sort of thing. She first carefully touched Asmodeus' tail, which was longer and a bit thicker than Sagon's, with the same pointed triangle at the end. Unlike the demon's extraordinarily hard body, the tail was instead very soft and flexible, and the surface was smooth, cool and soft to the touch, and with a little bit of force one could feel the elast
I will love you and always will. The expression on Izel's face was quite serious as she uttered those words. He would have been a man prone to seriousness, and would even have been a serious thinker of jokes, not that such a character was bad - in fact Evelyn found such a serious, proper Irzey rather amusing to tease - except that after very serious and rigorous thinking, Irzey still couldn't understand problems that ordinary people could understand. Hearing him say that, Evelyn thought about it and asked, "How long is 'forever'?" Perhaps Irzey took her question as a sign of the girl's uncharacteristically obvious uneasiness when it came to her feelings, and Irzey briefly pondered this for some time before gazing at her intently. Evelyn had always thought that his eyes were the best part of his entire body, and that was especially true when he was looking at her intently and wholeheartedly. Irzey replied, "Probably as long as my life." Evelyn let out an "oh" and said w
"That human? I've also heard of it, that guy Bires somehow messed with that human, but was tossed around enough, almost died ...... It's the first time I've heard of a human being being able to defeat a demon, or a demon of Bires' level." "...... What are you guys talking about?" At this time, Evelyn stopped and walked up to the tall demon retainers. Her face returned to a gentle and affectionate expression that was endearing at first glance and could easily make people lose their guard. There was palpable curiosity in her glazed eyes as she gazed from the bottom up at the demons before her, the shimmering light in her eyes like fine stars.Evelyn pleaded softly, "May I hear it too?" "......" The demons looked at each other in dismay, but finally told Evelyn, "It's a very strange human that has recently appeared in the Old Domain, that human is so powerful that he can even rival a high-ranking demon of Bireth's kind of level, and the wounds he inflicted on the demons can't
Evelyn is looking in the mirror, seriously brushing her hair. She turned her head sideways and ran a comb through the long, beautiful, soft, pale blonde hair, running her fingers through it as if she were caressing a river of gold. Once she had combed her hair, she began to braid it in a simple yet beautiful braid. She was skillful and dexterous, she hadn't helped pretty girls with their hair before when she was at the temple, and it didn't take long for the soft strands to intertwine with each other, the slightly curly crunchy hair hanging masterfully around her ears. She took a good look at the skin on her face in the mirror, pale, delicate and smooth, perhaps because she had adapted to living here, her face had regained some of its redness rather than all of its whiteness, and she looked in good spirits, or at least very healthy. Immediately after that, she stood a little farther away and examined the long dress she was wearing with the unique critical eyes of a girl - it
Agarez stared at her face for a moment before shifting his gaze to the solid black gem. To him, the pure black gem was as common and plain as the gray gravel that could be found everywhere, the only feature being that it had been picked out by Evelyn from amongst a large pile of treasure. He wouldn't have even cast a glance at the gem if it hadn't been favored by Evelyn, and in fact he couldn't remember when he'd dropped it into the place. "My eyes?" Agarez repeated Evelyn's words, his gaze coldly scrutinizing the gem. He spoke, "Because it's all equally black." Evelyn shook her head with a sincere expression and said, "Because it's all equally beautiful." Saying so, Evelyn signaled Agarez to raise his hand, and immediately afterward placed the pure black gem into Agarez's palm. His hand was a sharp claw belonging to a dragon type, covered with hard and tiny scales, the sharp edges glowing with a light cold light, this pure black gem lay silently on his palm, it looked to
Agarez stared at her in silence; there was at least a never-ending moonlight in the eternal night of the Old Realm, but there was nothing in his eyes, and they were horribly dark. It wasn't really a request or a gesture of favor anymore, it was more like a bold invitation. Her fingers, her gaze, her eyes, her every move was carefully approaching and touching, and as long as she didn't get a strong refusal, she would give an inch. Agarez had no reason to refuse and wordlessly allowed her to approach. So Evelyn took out a clean handkerchief that had been soaked up with water and examined his body with eyes that were clearer than the river's water, and then wiped him with gentle, careful movements - the first thing Evelyn touched was his broad shoulders, and it only felt as if she were touching hard and cold rock, and the demon's body was probably It was like that, as if it were unapproachable steel. Agarez, however, had a beautifully defined and quite beautiful collarbone, and