"What exactly do you want to do?"

Kerrwin, who has always been very sensitive to hostility, noticed the attitude that the other party showed inadvertently, and subconsciously frowned.

He really couldn't think of where he had offended the young man in front of him, let alone understand that the conspiracy not long ago had already been exposed to the public.

"No, I don't want to do anything but fulfill the orders given by my master. Come, give me a little of your blood, and then I will confirm what energies work in your body. Don't worry, you're your master's dog anyway, and I'm not going to cross the line as a servant. Allens unceremoniously handed over a knife and an empty bottle, completely oblivious to the presence of outsiders.

Kirwin was obviously enraged, and his hands clenched into fists, as if he would rush over in the next second, directly choking the young man's thin neck and strangling him alive.

But reason stopped the strong impulse generated in the subconscious, gritted his teeth and cut a small opening in the palm of his hand, allowing the dark red blood to flow into the glass bottle.

When he had done all this, he returned the bottle and the knife, and roared coldly, "Get out of here! Disappear from my eyes! I may be a dog, but you are not much better than me." At least for now, my position is irreplaceable, and you're just an errand runner. Someday, you will regret your rudeness and offense. I swear!"

The master once said to me that only the weak will use words to vent their inner dissatisfaction and resentment, and that the truly strong are always put into action. Stop your ridiculous threats, don't think I don't know what you're doing behind your back. The corners of Alens' mouth curled slightly, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

There was no doubt that he enjoyed this kind of anger to his rivals, admiring the ugliness of the opponent when he lost his composure, especially with a beautiful princess next to him.

There is no more vicious humiliation in the world than to completely expose the unknown side of the target in front of his most beloved person.

Everyone has their own dark side in their hearts!

Everyone has negative emotions called "selfishness", "jealousy", and "greed" hidden in their subconscious.

Maybe someone with strong self-control can keep them hidden until the dead of night when no one is looking, and then find an opportunity to vent silently alone.

But once more people are stimulated by the outside world, they can't help but be angry, and even make some reckless actions that are unimaginable on weekdays.

"Very well! I'll remember what you said today!"

Kirwyn's brutal and cold side exploded, kicking the table over, turning and leaving the room without looking back, and even the princess who longed for it was thrown aside.

As a tyrant, what he cares about most is always his feelings, and as for women, they are just tools to vent their desires, the only difference is that some tools are more valuable, they belong to priceless jewelry, and they will always have the value of collecting and keeping.

Others are cheap dolls that lose their freshness and are discarded.

Seeing Kirwin's irascible back disappear at the end of the corridor, Allens immediately smirked and teased, "You think you can be a great emperor? No, you're just a dog by your master's side! No matter what you do in the future, you can never change that." We'll see, I'll let you take it slowly......"

The words just fell!

Princess Vilia, who had been standing on the sidelines and listening for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and took the initiative to step forward and ask, "Sorry, excuse me, who is the master you just mentioned? Could it be that everything Kirwin did was instructed by someone?"

"Ignorant woman, you don't deserve to know that. Instead of bothering to find out, worry about yourself. As far as I know, in the last half month, at least six young women have been tortured and abused to death by Kirwin, and their bodies are buried in the castle's backyard. Of course, given who you are, I don't think he'll treat you the same as those low-born civilians, but I don't think it's much better. ”

As he said this, Allens' eyes flashed with unbridled mockery.

As the forces of Chaos began to thrive in his body, he had long since abandoned his instinctive desire to mate, turning it all into a fanatical pursuit of knowledge and power, and even despised to some extent this low-level behavior that countless people were happy to do.

Especially when he thinks of Her Royal Highness the princess who was high in the past, being violated by the person he hates the most, he will have an inexplicable pleasure in his mind.

The reason is simple!

He was born as a merchant, and since he was a child, he was oppressed and humiliated by the children of nobles of his age, and he was inferior to others in learning magic, so he naturally planted the seeds of hatred.

At the thought of the image of Kerrwyn pressing himself down on the bed and ravaging him, Princess Veria suddenly shuddered: "No! No, I would rather die than allow that to happen! Save me! I know you have the ability!"

"Hahahaha! Sorry, give me a reason. Why should I save you? Is it because you are of noble birth? Or do you have a face and body that is more beautiful than most women? Don't be sentimental, noble princess, and get ready to enjoy your stormy first night. ”

With a slightly cynical laugh, Allens once again cast a teleportation spell and vanished into place, leaving only the bewildered Princess Vilia in the room.

Despair!

Unprecedented despair!

Having lived in a pampered environment since she was a child, she never imagined that one day she would fall into such a field.

"No! I must not give in to fate! There must be some way!"

The spirited Princess Vilia slapped her cheek vigorously, trying to calm herself down while looking around to find a way to escape.

Unfortunately, the reason why this room was used as a temporary place for business and rest is because after a detailed inspection, it was confirmed that there were no hidden secret passages and windows, and the only exit was the gate, which was guarded by at least two knights, a team of elite soldiers, and four steel golems.

Such a battle, not to mention a powerless princess, even if it is replaced by an experienced adventure team, it will be killed without suspense.

Just as Veria began to rummage through things in a panic, trying to find a weapon that could be used for self-defense or suicide, the closed door suddenly opened, and an elderly man walked in from the outside.

She didn't have time to hide it, so she grabbed a knife that she didn't know whether it was used to cut meat or shave, and shouted: "Go away! Don't come! Don't come near me!"