Chapter 249

"...Over the years, I have done everything by myself. Now that I am being served by you like this, it makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

When Leticia was still a vampire princess, she was not the kind of person who liked to enjoy herself and be served by others.

After the vampires were nearly exterminated, after she fell into the Demon King and was saved by the canary, Leticia did everything herself.

There were no such positions as maids in Arcadia, and there would be no one at the top of Arcadia to serve her.

After having been self-reliant for a long time, Leticia was now treated like a princess again, which made her a little uncomfortable.

Kara gently wiped Leticia's 940 delicate skin with bubbles soaked in bubbles.

She chuckled and said: "...Lady Leticia, you may need to regain your past glory."

Leticia hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said: "...there is no glory, I am just a sinner."

"...All vampires should hate me. Kara, you must hate me too."

Leticia opened her thin lips slightly, and there was a hint of sadness in her tone that made people feel lost.

Kara, who was wiping her body, stopped her movements. The vampire maid frowned, with a hint of hatred in her voice.

"Lady Leticia, do you think I hate you for destroying the vampire clan?"

Leticia couldn't help but said: "...Isn't it?"

"Of course not. It may be that my previous anger towards you and the beating I used on you with a whip gave you the illusion."

Saying this, Kara's fingers gently brushed Leticia's skin, and the scars from the whipping were almost invisible at this time.

"But please remember, as I told you, I will not be sad for the death of those traitors."

"...They betrayed the king and queen, betrayed the royal family, and those people deserved to die, even if it was at the cost of the extinction of the vampire race."

"I don't hate you for degenerating into a demon king, because at that time (ciff) you had no other way to punish the traitors except degenerating into a demon king."

Kara was behind, gently hugging Leticia.

The two of them are about the same height, and both are tall and beautiful.

Kara's arms hugged Leticia's from behind, she closed her eyes, and her tone was loving: "...Lady Leticia, when will you understand my sincerity."

"...What I hate is your current look of decadence and self-reproach. How can you still have the heroic appearance, the confidence and calmness, and the confidence to win when you were a princess?"

"But looking at you now, you have been living in self-blame, and your expression is always on the verge of tears. I really can't accept it. This is not the Lady Leticia in my mind!"

"...If Your Highness Lamia sees you now, she will definitely be sad."

Leticia's delicate body trembled, she turned her head sideways, water droplets dripped from the tips of her golden hair, and fell into the bathtub at her feet.

Leticia stared at Kara tightly, and said to Kara with an aura that could not be refused: "...Kara, tell me what happened to Lamia!"

Seeing Leticia's aggressive look, Carla didn't dare to look at her, but the vampire maid's face showed a hint of joy unconsciously.

This kind of Leticia is the knight and princess she knows who has everything in mind.

"I didn't want to tell you before, because even if you knew, it wouldn't help."

"...But now that we have found hope in the Demon King, we should no longer hide the matter of Your Highness Lamia from you."

"After you fell into the Demon King, poets spread poetry with their own abilities, knocking vampires down from righteous knights to evil demons."

"...You know, the power of poets is universal, and their words become true when men trust them."

"The vampire was cursed and turned into an abominable monster."

"...But Her Highness Lamia doesn't believe this. Even though it is a fact that you have fallen into the Demon King, Her Highness Lamia firmly believes that you have not completely fallen. You will not let yourself become the Demon King as you please."

"Now it seems that Your Highness Lamia is right. You are not completely depraved. You just made an irrational mistake."

"...This makes Her Highness Lamia's sacrifice worthwhile. She swallowed all the vampire curses on herself and turned into a disgusting monster."

"In order to prevent Lamia, who had turned into a monster, from harming mortals, the Christian Church sealed her somewhere in the upper hell of the Little Garden."

Kara held Leticia's shoulders tightly and said in a moving tone: "...Lady Leticia, you cannot have any regrets."

"...Even if you become the Demon King, you must bear this sin resolutely as you did in the past, because Her Highness Lamia has already shouldered heavier sins and curses for you!"

"Even if it is for Her Highness Lamia, you cannot deny your past, because that will make Her Highness Lamia's behavior as ridiculous as a clown. Where are you going to put Her Highness Lamia!"

Leticia bit her lips tightly, and even her moist red lips were bitten with blood.

She finally understood why Kara resented herself so much before.

Kara didn't resent herself for transforming into a demon king and destroying vampires. What she resented was that her behavior of denying the past was simply hurting the heart of Lamia, who trusted her so much.

"I understand, Kara... I will live on, live well, and will not look back on the past that is already gone."

"...As the eldest sister, I will stand in front of Lamia again, letting her see that her sacrifice was not in vain, and that I have not really become that shameless devil!"

Leticia's scarlet eyes were no longer confused. She seemed to be alive again, full of motivation and expectations for the future.

"Lamia...Lamia..."

She whispered her sister's name.

Kara showed a dignified smile, and even the curvature of the corners of her mouth seemed to have been accurately calculated and seemed to be appropriate and polite.

This is the etiquette she should have as the head maid of the former vampire royal family.

"Lady Leticia, if you are still alive, vampires will not be extinct. You will still be our future king!"

"...Future Vampire Queen, please move over. Carla will help you change your clothes."

The vampire maid bowed and said.

When Leticia saw the dress-like dress she was about to wear, her expression froze: "...Do I have to wear this dress?"

Leticia has never worn skirts since she was a child, and even when she was a princess, she still wore a knight's formal attire. For this reason, Lamia often criticized her sister, thinking that she was not good at etiquette.

Kara snickered and said: "...This is the Demon King's request, and we have no way to resist, Lady Leticia."

"...Actually, I have always wanted to see you put on this beautiful dress."

Leticia muttered: "...I, the so-called vampire queen, am so miserable that I can't even decide what clothes to wear."

Hearing Leticia's complaints, Kara snickered a few more times. This kind of Lady Leticia is the princess she wants to see.

Chapter 98 I have a flexible moral bottom line

In the gorgeously decorated hall, Xixiang and Shandora sat opposite each other.

He leaned back on the chair with a peaceful smile, watching Shandora's delicate little face wrinkle into a ball, looking at the chessboard in front of him with an annoyed expression.

There was a chess set on the chessboard between the two of them, and Sandora was thinking hard about the next move.

Jialing beside her was lying on the table boredly. She was wearing a dance dress covered with gold, silver, jewelry and other decorations, revealing her flawless and beautiful back.

The two slender calves under the dress were swinging back and forth as they watched Xixiang and Sandora play chess in boredom.

Jialing breathed a sigh of relief, patted his pretty red lips, and said boredly: "...what's so fun about playing chess."

Xixiang looked at the princess of the golden-winged roc.

Her once stern and clear eyes now held a hint of charm, like ripples in a lake.

The once youthful girl's temperament has also changed and she has become more mature. These are all due to Xixiang.

He reached out and caressed Jialing's fair face, and said with a smile: "...Chess is just a game, it really doesn't mean anything."

"...Winning or losing the game has nothing to do with it, but every step of the chess game shows the player's thinking mode and thinking circuit. These are the most important things in a game of chess."

Jialing slapped away the hand that was touching her face in disgust, stood up and stretched his waist, revealing those graceful and voluptuous curves, "... It sounds nice, but it's still a game."

"...I am not interested in these things just like the Great Saint Sister."

Xixiang smiled: "...That's probably because you and your great saint sister don't like to use your brain. You always feel that thinking about problems is too tiring."

"...No wonder you can become good sisters. You are both two idiots who don't have any brains. That's why one was caught by me and couldn't escape, and the other was imprisoned by Buddhism and lost his freedom."

As soon as Xixiang finished speaking, Jialing glared at him and said angrily: "...You say I can, but don't talk about the Great Saint Sister."

"Ha, the love between sisters is really strong, but this is your weakness, so I took advantage of it."

"That's because you, the devil, are too shameless!"

"Thank you for the compliment. Being a demon king means being shameless. If I have a strong sense of justice, wouldn't I want to be a hero? Compared to a hero with restrained hands, I still prefer to be a demon king."

Xixiang chuckled and didn't care at all about Jialing's resentment.

Then, he looked at the little girl who was sitting opposite him, thinking hard, with her hair messed up and unable to figure out the next move, and said warmly:

"... Shandora, as I said just now, this is just a game of chess. If you really don't know how to win, then the worst possible outcome is to lose."

"It's just like life. If you win, it's life. If you lose, it's life. Since it's all life, why bother about winning or losing."

Sandora, who was dressed in a style similar to Jialing's and was full of exquisite accessories, seemed to suddenly realize. She took the chess piece and made a casual move, but after this move, she had already lost.

After playing this move, she looked at Xixiang with a solemn face and said: "...Father, I understand."

Xixiang glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "...What did you realize? In fact, I just said it casually and was just lying to you."

"...I made the wrong move just now. If I had been thinking about it, I might have really seen the problem, so I lied to you."

"How can winning or losing not matter? As a person like me, I only want to win in this life and never want to lose."

"...So if you lose, hurry up and learn how to bark like a puppy."

Shandora showed a bitter face. She never expected that she was deceived by Xixiang.

Jialing on the side laughed so hard that his stomach ached and he almost fell under the table.

She never thought that Xixiang, this terrible demon king, would bully children.

However, after being in contact with Xixiang for so long, Jialing also discovered that he was not as ruthless as he appeared.

This demon king has a lot of emotions, but he is never hesitant when doing business.

"Woof woof——"

Shandora was willing to admit defeat. She raised her head and imitated the puppy, barked twice, and shook her butt, just to add a tail behind it.

"Father, if I win this game of chess, will you also bark like a puppy?"

Shandora looked at Xixiang curiously.

Xixiang laughed and scolded: "...You little girl is really brave. If you win this game, then you will be punished as a daughter on behalf of your father and continue to imitate the barking of a puppy."

Sandora frowned her delicate eyebrows and said gloomily: "...But Father, you taught me that I must fulfill my promise, and you did the same."

Xixiang put away the chessboard little by little, and said with a smile: "...Most of the time, I am a person who keeps my promises."

"...but sometimes I will break my promise as a devil, because devils always have flexible moral bottom lines, don't they?"

Just as Xixiang was educating Sandora on some bad things, two footsteps came from not far away.

Saigo followed the sound and saw Leticia and Carla coming hand in hand.

Leticia, who was walking in front, was wearing a long white dress, with panniers at the hem to hold up the layered ruffles like a cake, like a blooming flower.

The dress was only low-cut, revealing Leticia's delicate collarbones, which were white and attractive, making people want to take a bite.

And the style of this dress also makes Leticia's half-round shape and tall figure stand out even more.

Slim, elegant and noble, in that dignified softness, there is also the awe and perseverance of a knight.

···········Please ask for flowers··········

This is Leticia Decreia, the former first vampire princess.

It was obvious that Leticia was not used to such clothes, and she even disliked the high heels she was wearing. She swayed as she walked, trying hard to maintain her balance.

However, after seeing Xixiang, she still showed a meek expression, her noble face lowered, and she whispered softly: "...Master!"

"Very well, Leticia, you are dressed beautifully, I am very satisfied."

Saigo said this and threw a golden crown-like ornament to Leticia.

Leticia hurriedly caught the accessory, looking puzzled.

Before Leticia could say anything, a caterpillar-like object wearing tight clothes crawled into the room.

From the mouth of the 'caterpillar' came a arrogant and impatient voice: "...How could you give Al-chan's seal to this ugly woman!"

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With beautiful long hair that fades like a rainbow, and a beautiful face full of magic, the person who came to this room was none other than one of the problem children in the past, Algor the Demon Star.