Devil [GL]

"As a human being, it should be your honor to be able to enter my harem, right?"

At the signing meeting of the Treaty of Peace, the young demon king with black hair and black eyes sat on the high seat, with a smile on his face, he put forward this condition lightly.

His gaze casually swept over the nobles in the audience, their shameful but unbearable expressions, and finally fell on Metvia who was full of anger.

"I disagree!"

Metvia stood up directly, with burning eyes, pointed at the Demon King with his staff, and swore loudly in a suppressed angry tone: "I... the Percival family will never agree to this request!"

She would never marry a despicable and disgusting demon!

"But, are you willing...it doesn't seem to be of much use?"

The devil's smile didn't change at all, he looked at Metvia with great interest, aloofly admiring the prey's struggle before dying, and tapped the handrail with his fingers casually.

He lifted his chin pointingly, and his tone was still gentle: "Look at the 'companions' behind you, they seem to be... quite happy?"

Hearing this, Metvia's pupils shrank, and he turned his head to look at the Percival couple behind him.

When the Percivals saw her looking over, they looked away as if avoiding her.

"Metvia, you did something wrong," perhaps because her gaze was too strong, Mr. Percival couldn't bear it, coughed slightly, and said vaguely, "Now it's a good time to be able to contribute to the empire." This is your chance to redeem your sins, how can you be so willful?"

Mrs. Percival nodded quickly, showing her supportive attitude towards her husband's remarks.

father mother...

Metvia's heart turned cold, her whole body felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her movements of pointing at the Demon King stiffened a lot.

She moved her eyes away from her parents and slowly moved to other nobles.

Those nobles avoided her gaze with guilt, some even snorted coldly, and stared back with condemning eyes, as if it was Metvia who was wrong.

Even General Post and Mrs. Post, who had been greatly favored by her, remained silent without any expression.

And the emperor on the high seat has long been eyeing the power of the Percival family, and it is impossible to stand on his side.

For the first time, Metvia felt so hopeless.

Under the joyful and satisfied eyes of the young Demon King, she slowly lowered her arms and sat back on the seat slumped.

Why is this happening?

These days, she has devoted herself to the empire, wasted her training time, and even suffered a lot of damage to her body...

How can such a result be obtained?

Her fingers slowly and firmly dunked into the palm of her hand, leaving deep crescent moon marks.

After a moment of darkness, her dark green eyes finally condensed and turned into an extremely determined look.

"I disagree," she said in a low voice, "not because of the Percival family, but because of myself, based on all the contributions I have made to the empire in the past three years, I have the right to deny this agreement. "

There was nothing wrong with these words, the surrounding nobles suddenly understood something, and immediately became noisy.

Everyone stared at her with angry and dissatisfied eyes, as if she had done something outrageous.

But Metvia doesn't care.

She said firmly: "I have no complaints or regrets towards the empire, and I believe that its people will also stand by my side."

From the beginning to the end, her head was held high, and she refused to lower her head.

Seeing Metvia like this, the Demon King smiled lightly. His expression was quite unexpected, but he also had a feeling of expectation.

"Then... continue to fight?"

"Fight!" Metvia replied in a deep voice.

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Aside from the Metvia issue, other aspects of the Yihe Conference were discussed very quickly.

Although the Demon King did not intend to continue the war with the Werther Empire, Metvia's refusal still made him dissatisfied. After he took away all the items in the treaty, he did not directly issue a truce command, but just used "Let the subordinates Restrain your behavior a little" to prevaricate the Empire.

The nobles of the empire dared not speak out, so they could only forcefully swallow the result.

Even if everyone knew that Metvia's refusal was just a cover for the devil's insatiable behavior, even if Metvia didn't reject him, the devil could still find other reasons not to issue the truce order.

But now, they can only vent their anger on this poor girl.

After the meeting ended and Metvia returned home, under the control of someone with a heart, the content of the meeting was completely circulated.

There were also rumors that Metvia was selfish and cruel.

In their mouths, Metvia has completely become a greedy and incompetent nobleman, cowardly and selfish despite his appearance, relying on his own family power to act mischievously, and finally disregarding the righteousness of the country, he rejected the marriage proposal of the Demon King and tore up the soldiers of the empire. A peace treaty bought in blood.

This kind of speech is full of loopholes, but it convinces most ordinary people.

"How can a cowardly noble who has no ability and only plunders the people have the right to deny the peace meeting? Are you out of your mind?"

"Most of the expenses and expenses of the war depended on Percival and other families. Miss Percival lost ten catties every day while handling official duties. What did you do for the country?"

"It's you who hide behind the warriors and show off your might!"

After Bai Wanwan heard such slander, she was so angry that she directly tore up with other people on the street. While swearing, she used Eswino's official language more and more fluently, making it impossible for others to hear the same words. Any distinction of natives.

But even if she sprayed everyone speechless, she didn't have the slightest pleasure.

She has no way to prevent the widespread spread of this idea, nor can she completely help Metvia solve her predicament.

If she is a god of law, she can rely on her powerful force to shield Metvia behind her, free from any rumors.

But she is not.

Every time she thinks of what Metvia may suffer in the meeting, Bai Wanwan feels as if a knife is piercing her heart. She can't wait to rush to the lady, hug her into her arms, and tell her not to worry, and that she will stand by her. around.

But what else can she do besides hold back?

She wished so much that she could have power...

Bai Wanwan returned to the house in a daze, not noticing that her mood was dark again, nor did she notice the dim white light emitted by the dark golden ball on her chest.

Miss……

She walked to Metvia's small building, looked at the lights of Metvia's study through the yard, and wondered if she was dealing with official duties with a headache again, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, almost all the servants in Metvia's mansion packed up their things and left, even Ellie, who had always been very protective of Metvia, left without the slightest hesitation.

Including the guardians, there were thousands of guardians, but now almost [-]% of them stepped forward to tear up the treaty.

They were Percival's servants, Percival's guardians...not Metvia's own.

Even though she knew this, Bai Wanwan couldn't forgive their behavior.

And the men who once wooed Metvia now wish to put aside their relationship with her directly, as if loving her was such a disgusting thing.

Bai Wanwan wanted to scold these treacherous people loudly, but when she thought of Metvia's mood at this moment, her heart was instantly filled with worry, and she didn't have the heart to think about other things at all.

In the empty mansion, perhaps only Bai Wanwan and a very small number of people are still standing firmly behind Metvia.

She wanted to see Miss, even if she could only say a word, even if Miss might not want to see her as the reincarnation of a demon god at all.

She wanted to tell Metvia that as long as it was what Metvia wanted, she would try her best and make all efforts to remove all obstacles for her and get rid of any difficulties for her.

As long as Metvia can be happy.

The author has something to say:

Rest assured, Metvia will not marry! ! !

My heart hurts when I put it in the collection, woo woo qaq.