Evelyn had a thoughtful look on her face, and after a moment, spoke in a warm voice, "In that case, we should be able to stall for a while ...... If any demons find us during that time, kill them. Can you do that?"
"Could be." Xavier replied.
Shaykh sneered, mocking the human's arrogance and lack of self-importance, "Just a human, and you want to kill demons? What kind of dream are you having?"
"Probably," Xavier countered in a glib tone that instantly crushed the other man's towering ego, "it'll probably be a little more difficult than cleaning up after you."
Shaykh: "!!!"
Evelyn: "Pfft."
"I've been dying to ask before," Evelyn inquired curiously, "why Xavier are you staying with Shaykh."
"Because of the contract," Xavier replied briefly, "he is now my enchanter."
Evelyn: "......"
Evelyn tried her best to keep her face taut, but she couldn't help herself, "Pfft-"
"Shut up! No more laughing!"
Humans and demons are two completely different creatures. Humans are weak, demons are strong; humans are gentle, demons are cruel; clever humans are scheming, sinister demons are simple and brutal. If for humans, love is payment, risk, companionship, vows and eternity, then what does love mean for demons? This question is the beginning of Evelyn's glimpse into Irzey's calm yet terrifying side. Evelyn put her hands behind her back as she stood peacefully in front of a tombstone. This tombstone belonged to an old woman, who was the most faithful follower of the temple, and had been coming to the temple to pray for many years, rain or shine, day in and day out, and was a highly reputable elderly person. Not long ago she contracted an illness, her body became weaker and weaker, and she died after surviving her last winter. This headstone was purchased for her by her loving husband. A drizzling rain was falling from the sky, and the leaden clouds pressed down so heavily that on
The unruly red dragon is not really the despicable type who takes advantage of people, mocking his own underlings, wantonly ridiculing the other's sincere yet weak affection for her, yet being incredibly annoyed by her pleas for mercy. The lower Evelyn begged for mercy, the angrier and more violent he became, and at last the rage burned into a brain that had no semblance of sanity left, and he uttered that mind-boggling condition. As soon as the words were out of his mouth, a flicker of regret arose, but that flicker became lost along with Evelyn's unquestioning yes. It was an exceptionally tragic situation, resulting in Evelyn not wanting to see a second dragon in heat and pissed off for the rest of her life. What Evelyn found even more amusing was that dragons in heat were even more sensitive, delicate and fragile-minded than post-partum women, and the red dragon was furious at her defense of her love rival, and shocked, nervous, disturbed, an
Evelyn let out a "hmmm" and joked, "Sounds like a parasite." Shaykh looked at her coldly and said, "I'm not kidding." "...... Don't be so serious, please lighten up," Evelyn winked at him, her eyes like glazed glass and beautiful stars, "After all, it's me who's about to die ...... Or are you worried about me, Archduke?" Shaykh let out a snort as if she had told a joke that wasn't funny. But soon, he reacted quickly, furrowed his brows, gave Evelyn a look, and spoke, "Aren't you going to transform into a demon?" Evelyn propped up her cheeks, a thoughtful look appearing on her face, and after a moment, she replied seriously, "I'd probably still prefer to be a normal human than a demon." Shaykh looked at her in disbelief and said, "But you will die." Evelyn: "Do I look like I'm a life saver?" Shaykh: "......" Once again, Shaykh felt deeply puzzled - it seemed to him that despite her deviousness and cunn
The closed isolation of the Old Realm is only one-sided, and from the human world one can open passages into the Old Realm. Evelyn probably knew the exact way to enter the Old Realm from the human world, whether Baymont had used it when he'd first captured her here or when Xavier had broken into the Old Realm single-handedly, and that was to take the organs of seventy-two of its humans, supplement them with spells and blood, and pave a passageway into the Old Realm. On the contrary, if one wants to enter the human world from the Old Realm, one can deconstruct the method in reverse - that is, to sacrifice off the hearts of seventy-two demons, which inversely constitute the spell that opens the realm. Evelyn guessed that since she was the medium to open the passage from the Old Realm to the human world, the most important thing needed for this approach was herself, or her blood. However, this was only Evelyn's guess based on the spell paradigm on top of it, and she would have
Evelyn only heard him say in a very calm tone: "You have your decision and I have mine." Xavier whispered, "I won't let you die, Evelyn-Muñoz." Muñoz is Evelyn's last name, a family name that may be known in the far-flung and bustling empire, but no one cares in a frontier town. Often Evelyn will deliberately omit her last name and just say "Evelyn", and even when asked, she'll smile a gracious and slightly embarrassed smile that will make them feel offended by her. As far as I can remember, Evelyn only mentioned her last name to Xavier once. It was when Xavier had just entered the temple, and it was only because of Evelyn's desperate plea that the High Priest and the Knight Commander took in the slum-born, fatherless Xavier and allowed him to enter the monastery to study - it was not really a very nice place, containing outcasts raised by the temple, delinquents who committed transgression after delinquent transg
With Shaykh's help, Evelyn soon counter-constructed spells capable of opening other realms in the Old Realm. The triple structure spell Irzey had left on her body had weakened her human frame, but it had also dramatically transformed her physique. Though weak, Evelyn could slowly feel some sort of power awakening and flowing inside her body - something that would never have happened before. "If you eat the demon's flesh," Shaykh said, looking at her coldly, "you will become stronger." Evelyn honors it. At the same time that Evelyn successfully maneuvered a spell that would allow her to return to the human world, the collection of demon hearts on Xavier's side was also going very well-- "Hey, that's what you want, right?" Above the night sky, the bone dragon, every bare joint creaking, slowly coiled down as Shaykh stepped off its spine expressionlessly. With that, he raised his hand, his black robes fluttering high as he did so, and heart after heart that was beating po
Empire, the royal capital. The king's capital in the pounding rain showed its dead side, tall and decaying buildings stood in the rain, like shadows in the deep sea. Evelyn listened quietly for a moment, then suddenly opened her pale, soft lips and whispered, "Xavier, is it raining outside?" Evelyn didn't hear the response she was looking for in the pitch blackness, and she waited peacefully for a few moments, then with beautiful eyes that had lost focus, she looked earnestly in a certain direction and repeated, "Xavier?" Her voice, as subtle as a butterfly's wings, snapped her rider out of his great exhaustion in moments, and Xavier snapped back to his senses and subconsciously replied, "I am." "Is it raining outside?" Xavier immediately glanced out the window - the only narrow window in the entire house, through which he could know every move outside - and found a temporary hiding place in the eastern city of the royal capital, a remote place separated from the rest of
Evelyn was acutely aware of the change in her surroundings as soon as she awoke; the curses that had so often reached her ears and belonged to the noisy hustle and bustle of the streets of the East Side had disappeared, and there was a terrible silence all around her. The bedding, the sheets and the quilt felt different but quite comfortable, Evelyn sat up cautiously, she had lost her eyesight and her alertness and sensitivity to the outside world had increased several times in the pitch blackness, but strangely, she didn't perceive any danger in such a completely unfamiliar environment. Just then, there was a slight movement in a certain direction, and Evelyn quickly "looked" over and asked simply and calmly, "Who's where?" The man didn't answer her question right away, and instead of identifying himself, the footsteps, which could have been restrained, gradually returned to normal, one by one, slightly heavier footsteps as if deliberately pounding on Evelyn's heart, swimming