Serena, who was still a little nervous, suddenly relaxed when she heard that "that seductive demon has infiltrated the team of adventurers digging for gold".

The maid said with a confident smile on her face, "Don't worry, if that seductive demon really sneaks into the adventurer's team, it will be the biggest mistake of its life." ”

This smile made Edith's tense heartstrings relax, because she believed that Sister Serena would not lie, and since Sister Serena said not to worry, then she would not have to worry.

Although she also knew why Sister Serena said don't worry, isn't it because of that stupid dragon?

Although there is some ...... about the relationship between the stupid dragon and Serena's sister But Sister Serena said not to worry, so Edith naturally didn't say anything more, at most she just had some thoughts in her heart.

"To be honest, I don't understand why you're doing this. The maid snorted at the bearded baron, "It's good to be a baron and the head of the Naheim family, why do you want to try to get in touch with the demon?

Glancing at the succubus who was tied up and trembling, the maid continued to laugh contemptuously: "In order to protect this succubus, you have ruined yourself and cleared your suspicions - why are you so clever in such things? Why don't you use your ingenuity to manage your territory and family? You also hid this succubus in your house in the upper city? It seems that you know the truth that 'the most dangerous place is the safest place'!"

Baron Naheim cleared all suspicions by discrediting himself, and used his status as a nobleman to make everyone dare not search his mansion, because it was well known among the nobility that his mother was a succubus slave, because his father had no other children, indicating that he should inherit the title, and he was also better than his uncles, so he inherited the title of Baron Naheim.

After his disrepute, the Naheim family repossessed most of his possessions, leaving only the mansion in the upper part of Wynd, the 'only' property that Eward Naheim had retained.

The current Baron Naheim has no name, and even the middle surname, which is said to have been inherited from the era of the Arcane Empire, has been withdrawn by the Naheim family, and now he is only Baron Eward Naheim, and he has nothing but the mansion and the baronial title in the upper city, and even the baronial title is about to be 'abdicated' to someone else.

Baron Eward Naheim was not tied to a chair because of his nobility, and there were no instruments of torture around him, but there were many unused instruments of torture beside him, the succubus with his mouth covered.

Baron Naheim's eyes were cloudy as when he woke up drunk, but everyone present was sure that Baron Naheim was very sober now.

If it weren't for an extreme paladin who rushed into his mansion, maybe everyone present would still be hidden by this seemingly confused but actually full of wisdom man.

Baron Naheim blinked, yawned lazily, sat on his chair with his back bent, and when it was all over, he laid it all down.

"My mother is a succubus, so many people have looked down on me since I was a child, and I used to be angry about it, but then I was glad about it—because my father was actually a demon believer. Everyone thought he was a hero who walked through the bottomless abyss and captured a succubus as a slave, but no one knew that he was eroded by the abyss while walking the bottomless abyss, and became a complete demon believer. ”

"Because of my father, I also became a demon believer. Ever since I was a child, my mother's 'master' would sometimes whisper in my ear, and I wanted to go to a church and talk to the pastor about it, but unfortunately, none of the pastors would pay attention to me, because of my bloodline, and everyone discriminated against me - including the pastors who should have been kind to me!"

He smiled contemptuously, and his words made most of the bishops present humiliated, but there were still a few who took the matter for granted and did not deserve to be ashamed.

He laughed miserably—the maid thought so, but she didn't show any compassion in her heart, because his previous actions were to push the Windwind's Leader into the abyss's arms, and it was self-evident what the demons who had nothing but destruction and killing in their minds would do when they came to the Windwind.

"Actually, this plan has been started more than thirty years ago, including my birth and making me a baron, which is also in the plan of the 'master'. ”

"The failure of the attack on Silver Tide Harbor a few years ago was unexpected, but it was also within the scope of the plan......"

Eward Naheim smiled again, "Actually, the plan has already been completed, although Morrigues Screaming Wind is dead, but the 'master' will not let go of his bloodline and his territory - because the 'master' will make everything in Morrigues Howling Wind disappear! His bloodline, his territory, his people, and even his legend, everything will be destroyed!"

"Of course...... Including everything about me, too!"

Looking at the hearty but sickly smile on Eward Naheim's face, the maid sighed.

He has a strong tendency to self-destruct, and he is a madman for everyone, but it is really hard for him to be able to hide his self-destructive tendency for so long.

A person's personality is related to his experience, and although he describes it himself in a prosaic way, most of the people present can understand the shocking in his words.

Eward Naheim had a vague pity for the others, but when the maid's eyes also showed a look of pity, this dazzling look instantly ignited the anger in his heart.

Eward Naheim, who suddenly burst out, was pressed to the chair by the two paladins who were quick and quick-eyed, and the bishop and nobleman standing opposite him couldn't help but take half a step back, only the maid and Edith stood in place, but Edith also clutched the maid's skirt.

"You cousin, the cousin who sold his body, the cousin who sold his body to the big lizard, that beast, in exchange for the cousin of power!"

Eward Naheim's arms were pressed against the back of the chair by the two paladins, but he still struggled to reach out and try to kick the 'bitch' he was talking about.

At this time, the compassion that flashed in the maid's eyes had completely disappeared, and was replaced by the same indifference as before.

Noticing this, Eward Naheim laughed, "Yes, that's how it should be!"

"Let him come!" said the maid indifferently.

Her surprise made many people stunned, including Eward Naheim.

"Let him come - I don't want to say a third time!"

In this dungeon, the only one who is locked up in the prison is the succubus, and Eward Naheim is sitting there, because of his noble status, so he is not locked up in the dungeon now.

The head maid's voice echoed through the empty dungeon, and Eward Naheim was the first to laugh, he raised his head and looked defiantly at the two paladins who were holding him on the shoulder, "Hey, did you hear that?

The dazed paladin subconsciously let go of his hand, and when they reacted, Eward Naheim, who had a fierce face, had already pounced.

"You cousin—"

Eward Naheim grinned, his fingers bent into claws, and threw himself with his arms outstretched, bound to choke the woman's throat.

The maid took two steps forward, ducked Edward Naheim's lunge, punched him in the soft abdomen, and slapped him in the jaw upward, causing him to swallow back all the filth that was about to vomit.

"Bang!"

The human body slammed to the ground with a muffled thud, and Eward Naheim lay on his back, coughing blankly, coughing out the filth and acid together.

The bishop and the knight set their sights on Eward Naheim, fearing that he would suddenly burst out and hurt people.

Bishop William was the first to applaud, "The maid is really a good martial artist!"

The nobles also reacted, and these mage nobles, who were at least middle-aged, applauded enthusiastically, slapped their hands red, and applauded the maid's martial arts and praised them continuously.

"That's amazing, ahem......" Filth and acid water spilled from the corners of Eward Naheim's mouth and stuck to his beard, making him look even more embarrassed.

Lying on the ground, Eward Naheim looked up at the indifferent woman, and he laughed miserably: "You have already guessed my intentions, my identity, why did you do it at this time, to humiliate me?"

"But it's okay, the 'master's plan has already been completed, you guys!"

He raised his hand, pointed at everyone, and smiled happily, "You have to accompany me and die with the sad wind leader!"

Seeing the pitiful appearance of Eward Naheim, the maid sighed and decided to tell the poor man the 'truth'......

“...... Actually, I was just having a menstrual irritability that day. With pity in her eyes, the maid said to the smiling Eward Naheim, "It's not that I see through anything, but I'm just angry with you." ”

Eward Naheim's mouth was open, his breathing became rapid, and his face slowly became hideous and terrifying.

He gritted his teeth and tried to struggle from the ground, but was pinned to the ground by two paladins.

"Serena, Serena Screaming Wind, you cousin, you cousin!"

Evad Naheim writhed wildly on the ground, his mouth opening and closing, and spat at the maid's feet, but the next moment he was held down by the dungeon soldiers.

He squinted at the indifferent face and tried to curse her with vicious words: "I curse you, I curse well-"

His mouth was covered, and he could only scan the head maid with a frantic gaze.

Standing behind the maid, Edith glared angrily at Eward Naheim, and if it weren't for Serena's teaching, she wouldn't be able to help but rush over and punch and kick that madman in the next moment.

"Your master's plan has failed!" Serena laughed contemptuously, "I don't know how to do things under the nose of a 'legend'!"

"Well, then, Sir Elward," said the maid to Eward Naheim, with a faint smile on her face, "good night, and good dreams!"

"Uh-huh-hmm!"

Eward Naheim could only watch them go farther and farther, farther and farther away......

The soldiers of the dungeon locked him up, still screaming there, "Serena, you cousin, Serena Howling, I curse you, I curse you—"

In the dimly lit dungeon, a heart-rending madman was wailing, and the forgotten succubus could only listen, unable to utter a word, stimulated by this wail, and finally completely lost the ability to think.

"I curse you...... I curse you......"