บททั้งหมดของ She Became The Devil's Legacy: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

　　Eventually Evelyn was able to attend the so-called exchange at Asa's gesture.　　Evelyn still retained memories of such exchanges, which were really nothing more than a way for the fancy Sisters and the Magisters to examine the monastery's apprentices, with those who behaved well racking up points towards an early departure from the monastery, and those who behaved poorly facing rather harsh punishments.　　Evelyn had gone to great lengths to get out of this hellhole of a convent, pretending to be cleaned up and polished - calm, collected, collected, organized, meticulous, not embarrassed to talk to older clerics even as an apprentice, and even the sternest of the sisters would only smile with relief when they looked at her. would look at her with nothing but a pleased smile.　　There can be many ways to get what you want.　　Evelyn realized at that point that it didn't have to be drastic to get there, and that perhaps a gentler, roundabout approach would h

　　Night has come.　　It was a starless and moonless night, the night sky was covered with leaden dark clouds.Evelyn opened the window and sat by it.It was pitch black outside, the only sounds in the silence were the chirping of bugs and the sound of falling leaves.　　As the seventh leaf fell, Evelyn heard a footstep - not Asa, the man's footsteps were heavier and deeper; not Celia, this one was clearly less brisk.　　Without a word, the man walked up to Evelyn and stopped in a position where he was able to scrutinize her. At the same time, Evelyn caught a familiar scent, one that she had only ever smelled on aging Archons - the scent of someone older, but not unpleasant.　　Evelyn politely initiated the conversation, "And you are, please?"　　"Take it easy," said the other in a pale, low voice, "I just want to see how much Asa is hiding from me."　　At that, Evelyn immediately responded, nodded at the other man, and said, "The Pope."　　"Th

　　Over the old domain was a red moon.　　But this moon wasn't quite the same as Evelyn remembered; the red moon was in pieces as if it were a spider's web, broken into small and large remnants floating in the night sky like shiny red diamonds.　　Evelyn lifted her head and gazed silently at the moon in the sky, the eerie red moonlight reflecting in her pupils - her eyes were even more dazzling and out of reach than the red moon in the sky.　　The demon Lloyd was deeply engrossed in these cold, unforgiving, red eyes that were colder than demon blood. He was on both knees, both arms severed in unison, and the wounds all over his body were covered in never-ending black flames that prevented his body from regenerating.　　He looked at Evelyn, gazing at her, looking up at her, with the gaze of a loser looking at a winner, a gaze that burned even hotter than the flames burning on his body.　　However Evelyn didn't care about the frenzied sight of her defeated opponent. This was the twenty-sevent

　　Evelyn herself, on the other hand, is oblivious, still pondering the ways in which she can successfully transform Xavier into a demon.　　Is it the blood of a purebred high-ranking demon? ......　　Evelyn mused as she slowly wiped the cold sweat off Xavier's forehead. His eyes were dead shut, the long and intense pain had left him almost inhuman, his human teeth had gradually fallen out and his thin, beast-like fangs had grown back in, on top of that, something similar to black crystals had formed on his cheeks, arms and chest.　　Where to find the blood of purebred high-ranking demons?Evelyn pondered peacefully, she had only met Archduke Mappa and Archduke Crosier once, and from what the demon merchant had said, these several demon archdukes were in a state of war, and in such a situation, trying to get close to a demon archduke would not only be difficult, but also dangerous.　　Agarez went to the Abyss and Sagon is nowhere to be found with Asmodeus .....

　　Evelyn, on the other hand, still retains her human eating habits; she likes to cook her food, cut it into pieces, and finally eat it. In this humble but still well thought out shelter, Evelyn blooms some of the specialized plants that grow in the Old Realm, the juice of which also improves the taste of the food.　　Evelyn's demeanor is considered rather svelte compared to the feral-filled imp. She doesn't dirty her fingers when she eats, she doesn't stain her cheeks, and she doesn't let her hair get even the slightest bit stained.　　Hilda stopped eating, and she looked up at Evelyn beside her with a dumbfounded expression, staring at her for a long time without realizing it.　　Evelyn glanced at Hilda and asked softly, "What's wrong?"　　Hilda: "......"　　Hilda shook her head vigorously. Straightening her seemingly thin spine, she wiped her dirty mouth with her dusty sleeve, then took small bites of her food, following Evelyn's example.　　Eve