Night Crow Master

The Kingdom of Allen, County Colola, Baron Claurido.

The streets were covered with snow, and the cold air made the leaders reluctant to go out at all. Even the guards were lazy, hiding in the sentry hut as much as possible, relying on the warm fire to warm themselves.

In the cold air, a tall figure wrapped in a black robe stepped on the snow-covered ground step by step towards the Castle of Clauredor.

"Really..."

The castle is also covered with a thick layer of snow.

In the castle, in the study.

A young baron was in the study, with some headaches marking the territorial matters.

The warm fire is burning, adding a touch of warmth to the study.

However, the young Baron Clauridor did not feel warm.

The reason was a maid sitting next to him.

The maid was quite glamorous, with a voluptuous and lazy figure, the plump **** exposed by the low collar, the white and slender legs, and the looming space under the deliberately shortened skirt, with an indescribable sense of seduction.

The long azure hair and dark blue pupils, as well as the undisguised evil aura, proved that she was deeply involved with the Demon.

Noting the other party's sight, the devil warlock dressed as a maid put a piece of cake into her mouth, licked her fingers, and said seductively:

"Your Excellency, do you want to have a haircut with me? It's not impossible. Whether it's your uncle, your father, or you, it's the same. I hope your time will not be as short as your father."

The young baron's face was a bit ugly. Although he was a wizard, he looked at the face of the sorcerer with a little fear.

His name is Baft and he is twenty-three years old this year. He was originally a woodworker in a log house on the edge of the small town of Claurid under the leadership of Viscount Claurid.

His mother, a former low-ranking mercenary, had also worked as a maid for a period of time in the castle of Viscount Clauridor.

But after giving birth to him, he didn't take risks or take on some dangerous jobs. Relying on the money he had accumulated before, he opened a logging house on the edge of the town and hired a few loggers.

And he, who is already twenty-three years old, is also helping in the logging house. If there is no accident, he who has not awakened his extraordinary powers will inherit the log house in the future, find a suitable woman, and leave one or two ordinary children. , In the days when they are looking forward to becoming extraordinary and looking forward to stability, they gradually get old and live a lifetime.

but......

He turned out to be the illegitimate son of Viscount Claudio.

A few months ago, he himself had no idea that he was the son of Viscount Claudio, and his mother had not mentioned it at all.

When he was still sighing that Viscount Clauridor was killed by a monster while hunting monsters, and the day before, the new Baron Clauridor died because of the crusade against monsters, the woman came to the door.

The other party told him that he was the son of Viscount Claudio.

This is an unbelievable fact. He only regarded this coquettish woman as a scammer at the beginning. He heard from Uncle Lan Ao that because of Winter’s relationship, these wandering warriors had no customers and lack of money on hand, so he used this Ways to cheat, what is the heir of the merchant, what treasure is there, and the lack of manpower together.

until......

The other party said that he could become an extraordinary person.

Since he was a child, he dreamed of becoming a transcendent, a powerful person, and he believed in the other party with a fascination—

Signed a contract for slavery.

then......

The other party let him eat the strange flesh and blood, and then asked him to recite the strange text-later he retched for several days when he learned that it was the bodies of Viscount Claurid and Baron Claurid.

However, it was precisely because of this that he awakened psychic energy and became a wizard.

After that, he did various things in accordance with the instructions of the other party and inherited the Baron Claurido.

Butt still can't forget his mother's unbelievable and sudden look.

He didn't know what happened to his mother, and he didn't want to know. In order to preserve the identity of the wizard, he agreed to the woman's proposal to modify his mother's memory.

He, Buffett, no, Buffett Angus Claurido, is the son of Viscount Clauriedo. His mother, because she was unable to have children, was when she delivered the child to the Viscount Clauriedo. , Secretly took a child away.

This child is Baft.

In any case, this is true, he is not an illegitimate child, but a legitimate heir.

Less than a month after the death of the Baron Claurido, he inherited the collar of Claurido and has continued to the present.

In a short period of time, he has carved five inscriptions and constructed two low-level spells.

But none of this can be changed, the fact that he is this woman's slave.

Before, in order to gain strength, he did not have any rejection of the status of a slave.

However, after becoming a baron and enjoying various powers, he has begun to be dissatisfied with his status as a slave.

He wanted to find an opportunity to dissolve this slave contract.

But not yet.... His ability is not enough.

Buffett pressed this intention of growing wildly after breeding to the bottom of his heart, looking forward to one day, it can be completed.

Hearing the provocative language and the seductive posture of the Devil Sorceress, he couldn't help swallowing.

This woman is quite tempting, saying that the other party was the most beautiful and beautiful woman he had ever met.

But thinking about the identity of the other party, he still controlled his own **** and prevented it from making mistakes. He changed the subject:

"Master Windsor, Sir Silver Crow, really won't come back?"

The information of Ater, who is already well-known in the Kingdom of Allen, was naturally also something that Baron Buffett paid attention to.

His nominal younger brother, he met several times when he was still a carpenter or an ordinary person. In the hands of Buffett’s impression, apart from the fact that the other party is rather thin, he only likes to sneak into the town tavern to find the bard. Hear the impression of poetry stories.

But not long ago, he had heard rumors that the Sir Silver Crow had become an apocalyptic wizard, equivalent to an earl.

This is what he heard from his subordinates and this woman, the message left in the tavern by the caravan from the northern port to the Southern Duke. Moreover, the town of Colola County, which had just started two months ago, seems to have A Crow Chamber of Commerce-seems to be related to his brother.

As for the Demon Sorceress, after Buffett did not respond to her bed partner's invitation, a trace of disappointment flashed across her face, but after hearing his words, her eyes narrowed slightly:

"He won't come back, don't worry, you are still Baron Claurido."

Putting the cake on the table, Sorceress Windsor folded her slender and seductive legs together, and the faint temptation made Buffett breathe a little bit faster, and a satisfied smile evoked at the corner of her mouth. She continued to say:

"A wizard of the apocalypse level, can look down upon such a small territory."

Having said this, she was also a little pity in her heart. When she came to find her former lover, Viscount Clauriedo, as agreed, the other party was already dead. When she was about to contact the brother-killing Baron Clauriedo, The opponent was killed by a monster because of carelessness.

Waste is waste.

After hooking up with Viscount Claureto, she had already understood that the guy was a trash, but she gave the kid a little bit of sweetness with the idea of ​​playfulness and slept a few times.

After knowing that the other party had used means to kill his brother this time, she was still a little surprised, but it turned out to be waste.

But I didn't expect that the kid named Yate was so talented.

When the little catastrophe was born, his mother died. After that, she didn't show any talent. She would only indulge in useless poetry all day long.

Windsor didn't think that kid had any future at all, but...he became an apocalypse wizard?

You know, she is just now promoted to a high position.

It's a pity that if you knew it, you would be able to control him. With her means, it is not easy to control a hairy boy. With her means to deal with men, this kind of young man can eat in two strokes. He was so obsessed with her body, he might still fall in love with him, and he would die for himself.

Coupled with the contract, an apocalyptic wizard as a servant...

What a shame, what a shame.

Windsor licked her fingers, and a wave of lewdness spread. Compared with the demon sacrificial, she can completely control the power of the demon. She is a qualified demon magician, not the desire of inferior products. Demon priest.

The volatility of Demon's desire made Buffett, who has not yet been a low-level apprentice, breathed more rapidly, and something under his robe swelled up, pushing the robe up.

As if aware of the changes in his body, Windsor licked her red lips seductively, got up from the chair in an enchanting posture, and walked towards him.

And at this moment, the surrounding light and shadow distorted, and a voice sounded:

"As a man, although I don’t mind watching a live erotica, or I really want to see the end from the beginning, either the back-entry or the side-entry is casual. I don’t have any special requirements for the posture, so I can change as many postures as possible That’s fine, but I don’t have much time to wait for your mating to end."

At the moment when the last syllable fell, the surrounding space became darker and darker, and the air became colder and colder. Black, cobweb-like cracks appeared on the ground and walls.

Eyeballs with a sense of horror came out from the cracks and emerged in the study room. Each eyeball looked like alive, watching the two of them.

Horror, unspeakable fear emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Buffett tried to escape in a panic, but he couldn't move at all under the gaze of his eyes.

The same goes for the Sorceress Windsor. She looked at the eyeballs floating around her in disbelief. The intense pressure and the magical power from those eyeballs made her unable to make any movements.

She tried her best to mobilize the magic power in her body, but she could not mobilize—

Her spiritual sea was limited by a certain power. She couldn't mobilize even a trace of power from it, and her consciousness couldn't return to the soul, locked in the body.

A faint phantom of eyeballs, floating in front of her spirit sea, that decadent and disgusting breath-dead spirits?

And at this time, she heard a low, frightening, imaginary babble. When she listened to the babble, the fear became more intense:

"Where is the eye of the devil? Forget it, try to dig out the eye first."