Yoho, something.

Suthernas signaled Distina to let go and asked Velin to tell the story clearly.

Weilin didn't expect this to touch the terrifying dragon. She sat up and didn't bother to tidy up her clothes, so she would start telling her origin.

The details of the story are very complicated. Simply put, when Weilin was ten years old, she took two entourages to play in the nearby woods. When she encountered a monster, the entourage protected her feces from becoming a monster, and she lost it in the woods.

She had the opportunity to go home in the territory of the Cangyan Principality, but she encountered a group of bandits and robbers who captured her and brought her to this remote small town.

The wooden barrel tavern was opened by those robbers. The leader of the robbers was a middle-aged man called the Black Hand Maxa, who ruled all the underground industries of the old street.

In the first few years, Weilin also tried to escape, but without exception, they were all caught.

Then she would be beaten and locked in a cold dungeon without food for several days.

The punishment for escaping is the lightest. If it weren't for her beauty, the leader of the old street wanted to sell it at a good price at a time, she would have been inhumanly humiliated.

Weilin also asked for help from the people from the tavern, but most people would not believe her. None of the remaining ones were greedy for her.

In the end, she could only pray to the Cangyan Guild to send someone to find her, but after waiting for four or five years, there was no news.

Later Weilin figured it out that daughter was not important to the nobles at all. No matter how beautiful she was, she was just a tool for marriage.

What's more, her father has five sons and eight daughters, and he doesn't lack one of her at all.

That's why she pinned her final hope on the Devil's Summoning - the evil ritual she accidentally discovered in a booklet in Grand Duke Cangyan's attic when she was a child.

She had planned this for nearly half a year, but she never succeeded because she did not remember the complicated spells until she met the bard.

In fact, Weilin had no idea what demons this ritual would summon, what kind of binding force it had, and how long it would take.

She has been completely engulfed by the obsession with revenge and subconsciously ignores other risks.

This is also one of the reasons why she was successful.

But Weilin woke up and found a new life-saving straw.

"Your family members are so beautiful, you should also like me. Accept me, I can do anything!"

She tried hard to sort out the embarrassment on her face and tried to show her best.

Sutheras was not very interested in her body. After all, Distina was standing next to her, and at most she was considered another taste.

However, the desire that was about to overflow in her eyes satisfied Sutheras - only if he had desires could he be controlled.

But Sutheras did not agree happily, and stood up and looked around Verin constantly, pinching her body as if she was watching a livestock.

After that, Sutheras held his arms and gently rubbed his dragon claws on his chin, making a human-like thinking action.

"Distina, what do you think you should do?" Suceras asked suddenly.

Distinna was a little surprised, "Ah? Me?"

"Well, you can deal with this matter."

After Sutheras's order was issued, a cold light flashed in Distina's eyes, with obvious murderous intent.

But she still held back and said, "Master, I think I can keep her. You need such a person for the time being."

As he said that, Distina paused and looked at Velin, "As for whether to keep her in the future, it depends on what she can do."

"Okay, then stay."

Sutheras responded without any hesitation, as if he had completely listened to Distina's advice.

However, in fact, this was a test for the succubus, to see if she could overcome the demon's instinct and put reason and interests first.

If Distinna was like the guys who were full of killing in the abyss, even if she was so charming and enchanting, she would be just a tool in the end.

Fortunately, she restrained herself, and Sussenas was quite satisfied with the current result.

After hearing the result of his trial, Weilin was relieved and almost collapsed to the ground.

As long as she doesn't die, she still has hope.

Just as Velin was glad to save her life, the stairs leading to the basement suddenly sounded.

...

"Crack, Crack..."

The rhythmic swaying sound came from the second floor guest rooms of the wooden barrel tavern. Many of the furniture in this old tavern have been eroded by time, and the sounds made when moving may even cover up the implicit female voice.

The bartender on duty was used to it, and this did not disturb his drowsiness.

The creaking sound did not last long, and it ended with the man's roar in less than half a moment.

Then the wooden door of the innermost guest room on the second floor was pushed open, and a strong middle-aged man walked out with his upper body exposed, holding a cigarette in his mouth, leaning against the wooden railing and spitting out a cigarette ring.

He is the owner of the wooden barrel tavern, the leader of the entire old street, the black handmaster Marksa Victor.

"The taste of these sao products is getting worse and worse, it's really disappointing."

Behind each goddess there is a man who is tired of her, not to mention that these maids in the tavern are all Marquesa's property, so he can do whatever he wants and has long been bored.

Except for the little girl he picked up from the Principality of Cangyan, he never took action.

"When Weilin sold out the first night, we must try it."

Thinking of Velin, Marksa glanced around the first floor and found that his gold coin tree was not in the tavern.

More importantly, the subordinate who was sent to follow her was lying on the table and was sleeping soundly.

"This waste!"

The cigarette in his hand was thrown directly at the subordinate, and Marksa flipped over the railing and jumped to the first floor.

"Bang!"

The wooden chair became shattered directly at his feet, and the loud noise made everyone in the tavern, except for the drunkard, awakened from his dream, including his subordinate, by the sound.

But no one dares to complain about nonsense because everyone knows that he is the black hand Maxsa.

The sleepy subordinate scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Boss, why are you getting up?"

Marksa slapped his subordinate casually, "Didn't I let you look at Velin? Where is the person?!"

"Don't be so careful, boss, she has been so long, she won't run away, and the city gates are closed tonight..."

Before his subordinates could finish speaking, Marksa kicked him in the stomach.

"You know what she can do if you don't look at me!"

Marksa also admitted what his subordinates said, but this kind of thing must not be relaxed because no one knows Velin's true thoughts.

"Now, immediately, take someone to find Velin for me!"

"Yes, boss."

Seeing that Marksa was so angry, his subordinates didn't dare to say anything more. They quickly called a few brothers and ran out of the tavern.

There are only three places where Weilin is found, at the city gate, at her home and the slums she often strolls.

It was not dawn and the city gate was not open, so Marksa just needed to send someone to guard the city gate.
Chapter completed!