One hundred and thirty-nine are you really going to die?
"The late king of Antara, he no longer belongs to the kingdom, and he no longer belongs to you! Now she is just a slave who has lost her own name and has decided her own destiny." Benedy picked up the sarcophagus on the ground.
Erza, declares her sovereignty to the Black Mist Skull.
"There will no longer be anyone who abides by the thousand-year oath, and there will no longer be a patron saint of the kingdom. Stop being greedy. You should also disappear, undead."
The raised hands of the black fog skeleton began to turn into dust, the fog gradually dissipated, and an unwilling voice came: "Swear... no, the prosperity of the Antara Kingdom... ah..."
"Such...such...ah..." The black mist skeleton has dissipated between the sky and the earth. From the beginning to the end, Salsa has turned her back to it, and the emotions in her eyes are indescribably complicated.
A misty voice came from between heaven and earth. Salsa's eyes suddenly widened and she turned her face slightly.
The cursed contract was completely torn to pieces, and the undead spirits born from the contract finally dissipated in the incident. Dragon, who had guarded the kingdom for nearly a thousand years, brought an end to his tragedy at the last moment.
From today on, she will live for only one person, Benedy Hoffman.
Salsa raised her little head and looked at Red Dragon, whose body was beginning to break and gradually dissipate.
"Whoa!"
A figure appeared in the air, then fell down weakly, and a red staff fell to the side.
"Ahem...ahem!"
Benedy climbed up from the ground with difficulty and looked at his cracking body. Sure enough, is it too reluctant to use Dragon's power with a human body?
Even though he had used Apat's ability to deceive his body, the attack from the Imperial Dragon was real, and few bones in his body were intact.
"Already, there is no need to reset." A voice sounded, and the surrounding void shook slightly, and then Dan, who looked like a young man, walked out.
"Even if you reset, the pain you have accumulated is enough to kill you. You are really unpredictable, Benedy." Dan slowly walked to Benedy and helped him up.
Lean on your chest.
"What a strange guy. His mouth is full of lies and even his eyes are full of deception, but he always does things like fools. Why do he care so much about other people's affairs?" Dan smiled slightly, but that smile was not so much.
It's a bit evil.
No matter what, he is a pure devil, and the evil in his heart cannot be changed.
"Then according to the contract, your soul now belongs to me."
Dan came slightly closer to Benedy's face and kissed him gently on the side of his face: "I am very interested in your soul. Don't worry, I will not give you up to anyone. Stay with me. I
I will treat you well."
The skin on the right side of Benedy's face began to burst, and he couldn't help but close his right eye. His left eye looked tiredly at Dan in front of him with thick dark circles. He was so weak that he could only call the other person's name angrily.
Damn it, how dare you kiss me! I don’t like men! Even if you are beautiful...it won’t work!
Damn it, he hesitated, he actually hesitated just now! Benedy looked a little embarrassed, there are still outsiders watching, at least you wait while no one is around...
"Let him go!" Salsa was wearing only a thin robe, which barely covered her thighs, and her two white feet stepped on the still hot ground.
"Eh?" Dan's body visibly stiffened while holding Benedy, and then he looked at Salsa, who had a fierce look in his eyes.
Salsa's pupils stood up like thin needles, and she stretched out a little finger from her robe and pointed at Dan.
"What are you doing to my master?"
Dan waved his hands in a panic, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead: "Ah, no, I am doing things according to the contract requirements, I have not exceeded them..."
As he spoke, Dan let go of the hand holding Benedy, and then a piece of paper filled with contract conditions appeared in his hand. After checking them one by one, he threw it to Salsa for her to read.
"Are you really going to die?" Salsa looked seriously at Benedy, who was lying on the ground unable to move. Is this man who is full of deceit and hypocrisy really going to die?
Could this also be his acting, a performance?
The skin cracks on Benedy's body spread all over his body, and blood was oozing out strangely. Benedy closed one eye and smiled at Salsa.
"Isn't it just right? After I die, no one in the world can control you anymore. The curse brought by the contract will also dissipate, and you will be truly free." Benedy breathed heavily as he spoke.
The dust on the ground was sucked into his mouth and nose.
"Cough...cough."
Salsa stared at Benedy for a long time, then pointed at Dan with a look of displeasure, and said in dragon language: "Command, Gate of Hades."
Dan's expression suddenly changed. He felt waves of evil energy coming from behind him. He looked behind him in shock: "Hell!?"
"Why can you open Zilla's door? Damn it! This breath is..." Dan felt a familiar breath coming from him.
"Hey, isn't this Dan? Look, Medler, your old friend has appeared." A surprised voice came from the gate of Hades.
Dan saw two strange-looking creatures appearing in the opened space crack, but he knew that these two strange-looking things were actually demons just like him.
"Celia, Medler!" The attraction of the Gate of the Underworld became more and more powerful. Seeing two tentacles stretching out from the crack, Dan gritted his teeth and glanced angrily at Benedy on the ground.
"Long time no see, Dan..." Medler opened one eye on his round head, and the surging magic power surged towards Dan like a tide.
"You haven't come to the Middle Devil's party for a long time. Have you forgotten us old friends?" Medler stared at Dan with his open eye.
"Yeah! Let go, I...I know, I will definitely participate next time, I still have something to do..."
"Damn it..." Dan knew he couldn't stay any longer, so he glared at Benedy who was lying weakly, and then the space around him distorted and he disappeared from the spot.
Benedy was speechless. He was stared at countless times within a few seconds, but what did it have to do with him?
At this moment, he was so angry that he stared blankly at the two white feet falling in front of him.
"I feel bad when I see you looking like someone else who would rather me than me. Do you think you are a hero who saves the world? Do you think that if you do such a thing, your name will go down in history and be admired by thousands of people?"
Salsa raised her round toes and touched Benedy's face, as if she couldn't stand Benedy's appearance at this time.
"I never thought of it this way..."
"Stop joking, then don't show me such a happy look of success!" Salsa grabbed the half-dead Benedy and lifted him up by his collar.
"Ahem, it's good, it's good that I'm still your master now. The most basic respect for the master is..." Benedy felt severe pain all over his body.
"Then let me live. You have to take responsibility. You told me to live, but now you look like this. What should I do if you die?" Salsa's eyes were filled with tears.