Ailet x Terry [Part 1 Complete]

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Thus, three days later, a banquet was held in the Castle of Mirrors celebrating the usurpation of the Duke of Anakia.

Grand Hall with a rare candle lit. There, vassals in colorful dresses or robes dance.

At first glance, it was a seemingly ordinary prom. The only thing that was suspicious was that the wrists and ankles of all the vassals were handcuffed and shackled, and the chains were elongated.

The source of the chain was in the multitude of mirrors hanging here and there, unobtrusively on the walls and ceiling of the castle.

They were connected to four rows of chains that stretched out in the mirror, like marionettes connected to threads.

Iron grit.

Thanks to this, no matter how elegantly the dance was performed, the sound of the iron being dragged to the floor caused a dissonance.

It was unavoidable. Because this was the monarchy relationship in the magical world.

The magical world is a world of predatory meat. For the Ma people to have a vassal meant to subjugate their souls by stamping and pressing on other Ma tribes who were weaker than themselves with force.

That is, the horses were vassal, and they were like the eternal slaves of Anaksiah.

Anaksia sat in her chair and watched the prom with a smirk.

"Haa..."

With a sigh of audibility, Queen Succubus glanced at her.

"Where are you uncomfortable, Anaccia?"

"Don't you look uncomfortable? Look at the banquet hall."

"Well... Ahang! I got it. You didn't like the vassals because they couldn't dance? I'll cut off all my ankles right away!"

It was when the slave vassals who danced were hiccups or their feet slipped and swung around.

"Idiot, that's not it."

"Kamang, then teach me what you are for."

"There are no guests in the banquet hall, only the vassals. I've sent a bunch of invitations to the Devil's Realm, so what's going on, can't a single person come to celebrate?"

"......."

For a moment, Queen Succubus had almost forgotten that she had been trembling and was about to settle down.

Queen Succubus' wrists and ankles, like the other vassals, had chains.

It had been quite some time since she had been disgraced as a servant of king and pampered like a dog by Anaksia before, so she knew better than anyone what kind of Ma tribe Anaksia was.

Just 150 years after he was born, he killed his brothers and sisters, as well as his father, and rose to the throne of Duke.

Among the vassals she now resides were more of the Ma people she had subjugated herself than the slaves she inherited from generation to generation.

When he was told, he would fight with his soul, and the placenta was the Ma tribe who avoided encountering her belligerent.

'Did you turn? Do you have to offer yourself up as a slave as a gift of succession?'

While Queen Succubus squirmed inside, Anacia was genuinely depressed.

"Alas, I thought Carpeios would come."

"What do you think the Devil of Sanarak is going to do... Haang! Would you be upset, Anaccia!"

"Yes, upset. So do the reaction straight."