That Day I Became A Daughter Of The Demon Lord
Episode 34

"Edgar was brave enough, yes, to let you go with just one of his bodyguards."

A dark green-haired man emerged from behind the tree. I reflexively grasped the rose necklace that Edgar gave me, closing my eyes while sending out a signal that I was in danger. Rekta reflex dragged me behind him, like it gave me a sense of security. Like saying they had to step over the body before they could touch me.

"Then this is how the troops I brought will not be of much use. You're Rekta, aren't you? The little dog Edgar once saved on the edge of the woods?"

Rekta did not answer. He only gave the man a fierce face. His sharp sword he had taken out, clasped in his right hand.

A very foreign man.

Claude Van Der Belphegor, my beloved uncle. The one who ruined Edgar's mood at my birthday party. Did he not feel that the kick Edgar landed on his face was a warning not to bother me anymore?

I turned to clutching the small knife that was stored behind my cloak. My heart is beating so hard. Oh my God, please, just talk so Edgar can get there faster. Read more.

"I will sit here" he said as he flew and sat on my horse-drawn carriage. "Stop that sweet dog, and don't let Princess Felice get hurt. Romeo will cut off my head if he gets hurt."

Thirteen adult males with an urbane appearance surrounded us. Each of them held a sharp weapon. They smiled, slightly laughing in quite a terrible tone. A lower-class demon, and there were only three of them who had yellow eyes.

"Yeah!!!"

They simultaneously attacked, accompanied by a shout of spirit. But before they could raise their swords, their attention was instantly distracted by the sound of a pounding from the direction of the carriage. It was Edgar. He hit Claude for the second time. This time it seems Edgar is using full force. His horse carriage was even destroyed just because of the created wind.

The originally orange-colored sky was now turned pitch-black. Edgar's red irises gave off a terrifying bright light. But believe me, no matter what the expression on her face, if you were in my position, you would feel very happy.

Claude fell to the ground. A black aura started to come out from his body. He got up, sat on the dirty damp grass. A smile he threw at Edgar. "Ed, don't attack so suddenly."

Edgar ignored him, focused on the thirteen low-class demons that surrounded me and Rekta.

"Go away, and don't come back."

"You two, we are fourteen. Don't think you've won!"

Hearing the bold words from the man's mouth, Rekta reflex moved and pierced the man's stomach. The movement of Rekta that was so fast made him not have time to give resistance. One enemy fell, with a stab wound in his stomach.

"Who do you think you're talking to, huh?!" rekta shouted at the dying demon.

I let my guard down, not realizing that a demon with a thin flattened body behind me was moving, hugging me from behind. A dagger he pointed at my neck. "You move, this girl will get hurt!"

All right, this guy is a complete idiot.

Edgar was the top demon from the top. He can kill without touching.

Edgar stared fiercely. He slowly flew closer. "Kill, hurt him. Let's stab her in the stomach, slice her neck, do what you want."

Okay, papa b*ngsat. I will not forgive you.

My heart was beating again. Though previously it was quite relieved because of the arrival of Edgar. I could feel the hand of this flattened demon moving, trying to thrust the knife in his hand into my neck. I closed my eyes, waiting for the pain to be created.

But after a few seconds of waiting, I did not feel any pain. I slowly opened my eyes, watching the skinny body fall on the ground. He was convulsing, like he had just been electrocuted by millions of volts.

I just remembered. Edgar put a high level of protective magic on my body. All that could destroy him was a high-ranking noble demon. All right, I forgive you.

Rekta moved, pulling me into his protection. Edgar turned around, looking at Claude ferociously. The green-haired man smiled obliquely, staring back with a glowing green iris.

Looks like there's going to be a fight.

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