Demons didn't have a gender.
From a certain aspect, demons didn't even have a mind of their own.
All they had was the disgust that the dead had for the living.
Of course, demons didn't belong to the dead.
They were much smarter and harder to deal with than the dead.
It wasn't just because they were good at hiding their tracks, it was also because of their strength and characteristics.
The undying characteristic of a demon was enough to cause headaches for anyone.
Bloody Mary, on the other hand, was a special existence among the demons.
From the very beginning, it was [Abnormal]'s!
The undying characteristic that was a few times stronger than common demons and its high intellect and corresponding mystical knowledge made it stand out from the common demons.
Especially after devouring [Doll Chess (Broken)] and [Bloody Chess Piece], two Advance Rank items, [Voodoo Pillar] and [Broken Voodoo Soul Crystal], two rank III items, Bloody Mary went through changes that even it didn't understand.
It had some memories.
Those should be the memories before it became Bloody Mary.
Through the broken and fragmented memories, it was sure that it was an assassin.
An emotionless, cold-blooded assassin.
Hmm.
And …
It was …
Her.
That's right, it was her.
Although she didn't want to admit it.
It still habitually referred to itself as it, but in its memories, it was her.
It wouldn't admit that it was affected by the fragmented memories.
However, when the baroness grabbed its hand, the awkward feeling was unbearable.
"Are you kidding me?
"How could I be affected?"
I am Bloody Mary … No, I am a demon!
I am a demon without emotions, a demon that serves the boss wholeheartedly!
Simon, what's wrong? "
The baroness sharply noticed the difference in Bloody Mary.
"Nothing.
I'm just thinking about how to deal with the royal guardians. "
Bloody Mary shook its head with a smile. It kept away the thoughts in its mind and naturally diverted the topic.
The innocent baroness didn't suspect anything and was immediately captivated by Bloody Mary.
"The royal guardians of Aïtantin are very powerful.
According to some secret books that I've read, the reason why the Aïtantin royal court was able to survive the crisis of annihilation during the second, fifth and sixth reigns is closely related to the royal guardians. "
Said the baroness softly.
"The second? Five generations? VI? "
Bloody Mary asked on behalf of its boss.
"In the second era, it was a decree that the land was sacred and inviolable."
"At that time, the second king wanted to restrain his uncle, the regent who almost changed history."
"Unfortunately, as the decree was issued, the regent chose the wrong palace coup and was beheaded by the royal guards in the palace of Castle Aïtantin."
"The fifth and sixth eras were … the Black Cataclysm!"
Speaking of this, the baroness had a look of lingering fear on her face.
She had to take a deep breath to adjust her emotions.
"I'm sorry, Simon."
"I was really frightened by the Black Cataclysm."
The baroness apologized and said in a heavy tone.
"During the few years when the Black Cataclysm broke out, the whole Northern Land was in a state of panic. The Land of Sicar that I was from was no exception. Although I didn't really experience the horror of the Black Cataclysm, I was affected by it. Back then, I saw my father with a frown and my mother with a worried face, plus more and more guards.
But no matter how many people there were, there would always be people who died mysteriously!
In the lord's mansion, first the servants, then the cooking maids, then our butler, guards, and finally … my mother.
I saw my mother die with my own eyes. My father was holding a sword and my mother's head was chopped off, but her body was still standing … "
"From then on, I didn't like to stay there and I didn't want to join the gatherings.
My brother prayed to the God of War. "
In the end, the baroness couldn't continue anymore.
Bloody Mary endured the discomfort from the fragmented memories and leaned over, wanting to pat the baroness' shoulder to comfort her.
However, just as Bloody Mary leaned over, the baroness jumped into its arms.
Her body froze instantly.
Countless unusual and awkward feelings rose in her heart.
Bloody Mary resisted the urge to stab the baroness, sitting there like a statue, its raised arm frozen in mid-air.
The baroness crawled on Bloody Mary's chest, crying softly.
She was just venting her emotions.
More than 10 seconds later, the baroness came back to her senses.
She looked up blankly and saw Bloody Mary's wet chest. Her face blushed like a young girl's sunset.
"I-I'm sorry.
I-I'm sorry.
I-I didn't do it on purpose. "
The baroness stuttered as she explained.
"It's fine.
Those who believe in my lord are my brothers and sisters.
I'll go deal with the royal guardians.
Don't worry. "
After forcing out a smile, Bloody Mary pushed the door open and got off the wagon.
"My lord?"
Beside the wagoner, a young man as buff as a bear jumped down as well.
The furry young man was wearing leather armor on the inside and a goatskin coat on the outside. When he walked towards Bloody Mary, he really looked like a bear but he was quite agile. Even with the double-edged battle axe on his back, he was as nimble as a dancer.
Similar to Shegal and Forv, he was one of the first guardians of the Mist religious sect.
It was natural that he was also the most outstanding in terms of strength.
As a matter of fact, the young man could be considered the strongest among all the guardians of the Mist religious sect. He didn't just have outstanding strength, he also had decent techniques.
"Rogart, the enemy that is stopping us has appeared."
Bloody Mary said with a calm expression.
Although the baroness was troublesome, with its boss' order, it could endure it.
"Where is the enemy?
My lord, leave it to me! "
The young man spoke in a low, muffled voice, attracting even more attention from the people around him. The young men hidden among the guards and the carefully selected preachers on the carriages behind them all had fanatical looks on their faces, as if they couldn't wait to tear the enemy apart.
"No.
Rogart, your mission is to protect everyone.
The thorny path to Aïtantin Castle should be opened up by me. "
Bloody Mary shook its head with a smile. Its face was sincere and its words were filled with a strong sense of self-sacrifice.
Bloody Mary was very familiar with how to disguise itself.
Almost instantly, it entered the role of a God's Beloved.
The young men and preachers who had become devoted believers bowed at Bloody Mary with utmost sincerity. Bloody Mary was also happy to enjoy the moment of glory.
Even though it knew it was fake, it didn't care.
Because it knew very well that this glory came from its boss.
As for itself?
It was nothing but a silent executor.
But a moment of life was a moment!
If it could enjoy a second, it would be a second!
Why not?
Bloody Mary brewed its emotions and was ready to say something else.
Right at that moment, the baroness' voice came from the carriage behind Bloody Mary.
"Simon, you must be careful!"
Full of concern.
Wholehearted care.
And …
The unusual awkwardness.
Bloody Mary instantly shuddered.
Then …
It walked forward without turning back.
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