Bride of the Great Demon King

"This is...?" The witch took the test tube containing the bright red liquid suspiciously.

"Things that allow you to fool everyone," replied the man who wrapped himself in ridiculous silver armor.

……

"Oh... still can't remember?" Bairiel sat down on the stone bench in disappointment, and sighed while resting his cheeks.

"Woo, master, I'm sorry! I've tried my best to think about it, but I can't think of anything, woo..." The purple-eyed boy tightly grasped the hem of Bailie's clothes, not only was his face covered with tears, And there is a tendency to drop faster and faster.

"Siren, don't cry!" For the pets given to him by the Great Demon King, Bailiel always had a special desire to protect, looking at the sad chicks, he couldn't help but took out a handkerchief and handed it over. "Crying can't solve the problem at all." The boy began to regret when he said this sentence.

Sure enough, the speed at which the little harpy's tears fell accelerated again. "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu nouuufu ...Woooo..." The young man who looked like a porcelain doll took the handkerchief with his wings, looked at it and felt that the owner's handkerchief should not be soiled, so he bit his lips hard, trying in vain to hold back his tears.

Bailiel had to come up with words of encouragement to comfort the poor pet: "Well...it's not completely useless, at least we have found a way to recover the bloodline restoration magic."

For the past few days, Bailiel has been experimenting repeatedly on the little harpy, trying to find a way for the Siren to activate magic on its own.Although they haven't made any breakthroughs at this point, they can finally regain their magic power now, instead of waiting foolishly for the magic to end naturally every time.

Hearing Bairiel's words, Siren's purple eyes lit up for a moment and then quickly dimmed. "But, but in this way, the master will experiment more times every day, and it will be very hard! Sure enough, it is because the sirens are useless and cannot help the master. Huh...why do I have no memory at all during the transformation?" no?"

"I think... um..." Bairiel touched his lips with his fingers just like the Great Demon King, "Probably because you are too young to bear the power of your blood, so you will be able to do so while the magic is in effect. A pure fighting consciousness is automatically generated, temporarily taking over the control of the body."

"Is that so?" Siren rubbed his eyes with his wings in confusion.

"Should be? So, if the sirens grow up, they shouldn't lose consciousness completely during the transformation process. Well! That's it!" Bailie nodded seriously, "But, how can I make you How about growing up quickly? How long does it take for a harpy to become an adult?"

"Uh..." The purple-eyed boy lowered his head and whispered to his fingers, "Harpies live a little longer than humans, and it takes about twenty to twenty-five years to grow up."

"If that's the case, we have to think of another way." Seeing that the pet started to cry again, Bailiel immediately touched his head encouragingly, "I always feel that we only need to master the body that the magic takes effect for a moment. Change, just find a way to delay the change. Come on! Let's try again." The boy stood up from the bench.

Bailiel signaled Siren to go to the opposite side and stand still. "Try to remember the physical changes in the moment of transformation. It has begun! My will is what you move forward..."

"Master!" Siren interrupted Bailier suddenly, "I remembered! There was wind! At that time, there was wind around the body, and the very comfortable wind swirled on every feather, and then... I fell asleep gone."

"Wind?" The blond boy lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly had a speculation, "The vulture can manipulate the power of wind. Could it be so? First, my bloodline restoration magic awakens the sleeping memory in your bloodline, and then you use The magic power I input to you arranges a specific energy flow around the body according to these ancient memories, thus stimulating the ability of the vulture? So the wind around your body is the key! If you can remember the wind Flow direction and arrangement, then the transformation process can be postponed!"

"Is it really possible?" Siren blinked her big purple eyes, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Well. My magic just helped you extract the memories in your blood and gave you enough magic power to simulate. If this inference is correct, once you master these memories, in theory, as long as your power is strong enough in the future, you won't have to worry about it at all. You need me to cast magic on you, and you can also transform with your own strength. In other words, advance!"

"Oh my God! Master, you are so amazing! You are so lucky to meet Master, siren!" The little harpy immediately cheered.

A thought suddenly flashed in Bailie's mind.If the use of bloodline restoration magic can really help monsters advance, maybe in the future they can create an invincible force for the big devil!

"Okay, don't get too excited. We'd better remind you of what the wind is like. Well... go to the tower! It's the windiest place in the castle, maybe there you can Think of something." Suddenly realizing that he might be useful to the Great Demon King, the boy excitedly dragged his pet and walked towards the castle.

"You said that there was a gust of wind blowing from the chin to the left eyebrow... um... so." The blond boy put down his pen and nodded in satisfaction.

"Master..." Siren couldn't help pointing to the parchment in front of Bairiel and questioned in a low voice, "Is this... er... is it really me that you drew? Why do I feel... er... a bit like a A rabbit?" It was still a particularly ugly rabbit, Siren didn't dare to express all his thoughts.

"Hey? Of course it's you! Look, the face, the wings, the extended tail, the claws... Huh? Where's the claws? I clearly drew the claws!" Bairiel realized that he couldn't find the Harpy. paw.Could it be that I missed it when I drew it?The boy turned his head and looked at the parchment.

"Master, are you sure these are wings? It's not the drooping ears of a rabbit? Besides, this face doesn't look like a human face!" Seeing Bairiel frowning seriously, Siren couldn't help swallowing Drooling, "I, I mean, I don't know how to draw, so I don't understand it. Hmm, I don't understand it!"

"Forget it." Bairiel rolled the parchment into a ball to destroy the corpse, "You should remember it yourself! After all, there may be a slight error in the schematic diagram you drew. There is a strand from the chin to the eyebrows, and then what?"

"There seems to be something else on the face? It's particularly complicated and flowing, and it seems to form a symbol... um..." The little harpy stood on the railing of the tower, thinking hard.

"Ah! Master! I remembered! The symbol on the face looks like this...Master?" Siren suddenly found that Bailiel had no response to his words, and his green eyes were staring blankly at a direction under the tower.

"Siren, think carefully here, I'll be right back!" Bairiel suddenly dropped his pet and trotted into the castle.

Huh?Is that... the new witch and the fiancé of the master?

Seeing the figure disappearing from sight, Siren blinked his big purple eyes suspiciously.

When Bailie rushed to the ground floor, he almost ran into the person he wanted to chase.An inexplicable fear suddenly rose in his heart, and the blond boy immediately held his breath and hid behind the pillar.Holding the arm of the big devil, the white witch walked through the hall on the ground floor, and then turned into the stairs to the other side.

Just now, just now...

Looking down from the tower, the black figure was almost close to the witch.Is that... a hug?

The boy suddenly tasted a bitter taste in his mouth.

Camilla is also his bride, so even the intimacy is normal?The boy tried to convince himself to stop, and returned to the tower to continue his magic research.

Obviously knowing it shouldn't be, but still can't help but want to follow from afar.If the Great Demon King knew about it, he would probably hate himself like this, right?Even though he was just one of a thousand brides, but he wanted to monopolize his sight, he must hate him for having such strange thoughts, right?

When walking up to the second floor, the Great Demon King seemed to say something interesting, Camilla leaned on his shoulder, and the silver bell-like laughter echoed in the corridor.

The young man felt as if his heart had been emptied suddenly, with a faint pain.Obviously shouldn't have excessive demands on the big devil, why do you feel sad even seeing him joking with others?Could it be that life has become so good that ugly greed has grown in my heart?The body goes on an unstoppable chase uncontrollably.

This is... Camilla's room?

The Mirror Witch leaned back against the door, pressed the doorknob with her backhand, and looked at the man in front of her with slightly provocative eyes, her half-raised neck seemed to be sending out an invitation.The next moment, the door opened, and the two embracing each other crashed into the room.The white witch was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling mirror forcibly, bearing the fiery kiss of the devil.

The entangled body and the tactful moan disappeared at the other end of the room in the mirror along with the witch who was retreating all the way.

This is……

Bairiel walked into the witch's room.Empty room, not even the mirror is empty.where did they goHe didn't even notice the tears on his cheeks, he raised his palm stupidly and pressed it against the mirror.

"Lord Camilla." The hurried servant knocked on the door of the witch's room.

"What's the matter?" The witch stood behind the door and raised her chin to Sean.Through her arm holding the door frame, she could see the black-haired demon king sitting at the table.

Strange, clearly felt the breath of Master Bailie, why is the master here instead?But as long as the master is there, there will definitely be no problem with Master Bailier.

A smile appeared on the servant's face: "I just came to inform Lord Camilla that dinner is ready."

"Hmm. Your Highness the Demon King and I..." The corner of the witch's mouth curled into an ambiguous smile, "I'll be there later."

The door closed.