"Lord Helga, Lord Helga"
At the subtle reminder from the maid, the girl with pink curly hair frowned and opened her eyes slightly.￥f,
"Don't sleep here, Lady Helga," the maid said softly, "What if you catch a cold and get sick? Karar can't live without you now."
"Then don't sleep."
Helga stretched out her hand to rub her forehead and responded nonchalantly: "Rapp, if I fall asleep next time, wake me up."
"You haven't slept for half a month."
"It doesn't matter. Under the protection of my mentor, I don't have to sleep anymore. The so-called sleep is just entertainment. I don't have time for entertainment now."
Helga's plain voice sounded.
Her face was full of determination.
She was completely different from a month ago, and the bookish and gentle aura on her face had almost been wiped away by the blood and iron. Even though her facial features were still gentle and graceful, anyone could see the iron-blooded aura between her brows.
In the past half month, under her command, the black-clad rebels known as the "Death Crows" had killed more than tens of thousands of people. Her hands were already covered in blood.
However, at this moment, the shadow under her feet twisted, and a girl with black hair and red clothes that could only be described as charming slowly emerged.
The moment she appeared, time in the entire room seemed to freeze, and a dark red halo covered the entire room. The maid suddenly became still.
"Hmm hum hum"
She chuckled maliciously, with a pleasant smile on her lips: "Helga, be prepared. A certain big shot is going to shamelessly take action himself."
"Ah, it will come sooner or later."
Helga did not look back, she just rubbed her brow and sighed deeply: "But I think His Majesty Roland asked you to come here to help me solve this problem."
"You guessed it right. My smart little sweetheart"
The black-haired girl chuckled and stepped forward, staring at Helga with bright red pupils as bright as blood gemstones: "We haven't seen you for a few days, and you have become even more attractive."
"You have become even scarier, Master Elucard."
Helga sighed weakly and gently pushed away Elucard's finger that was touching her cheek: "What order did you bring this time?"
"Probably an order that will please you."
Elucard, who was pushed away with resistance, was not unhappy at all. She just sat in the air with a smile, like a weightless shadow: "His Majesty Roland will be back in a few days."
"oh"
Helga's eyes suddenly lit up: "His Majesty Roland is coming, should I make some preparations?"
"No need, sweetheart. Your Majesty wants to deal with some things that make him uneasy, and then let those little crows recognize their master. Don't beat him to the end and beat his own master as well."
Elucard said calmly, looking at Helga with unclear meaning in her eyes.
Helga sighed deeply again: "I have given my soul to my mentor. What else are you worried about, Lord Elucard?"
"It's different. What belongs to the mentor belongs to the mentor, and what belongs to Roland belongs to Roland."
Elucard shook his head and said something that could be called heresy.
Her eyes were as red as blood, staring at Helga almost infatuatedly, and murmured: "Then, if I let you choose"
"I choose His Majesty Roland."
Helga answered without hesitation.
"Tsk"
Eluka smacked her lips in regret, stretched out her bright red tongue and licked her lips: "What a pity. I hope you are telling the truth."
"You can also see that what I said is indeed the truth, can't you?"
Helga replied with a slight smile.
"Probably," Eluka replied vaguely, "Remember, there will always be only one correct answer to my future Grand Duchess and my future Queen."
After saying this, her body suddenly dispersed into countless blood, and then sank into Helga's shadow, and then the whole room returned to calm again.
Helga only felt a slight chill in her body, as if she had been marked by some predator.
She could only sigh helplessly again.
"Lady Helga, don't sigh too often, it will cause wrinkles."
The black-haired maid named Lapp said softly.
"Ha, I would rather not sigh, but the situation doesn't allow it." Helga almost laughed.
Then, she stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead, which was aching because of the forced disruption of her work and rest schedule. She pondered for a while, and then said, "Rapp, go tell Kakarit that His Majesty has a new order.
There is no need to continue to create the Scarlet Knights. Send that Cardinal away immediately."
"That Your Majesty?"
Rapp couldn't help puffing up his cheeks: "What's so good about His Majesty, whom I've never even met? Even without him, Lady Helga can become Lady Helga. You have brought us a new Kara."
Where are you."
"Don't lie. Rapp Scott."
Helga's voice suddenly turned cold: "Everything I have belongs to His Majesty Roland. I dedicated my soul to my mentor, and everything else belongs to Your Majesty. The entire power of the Death Crow Army was given by Your Majesty.
.My life was also given by His Majesty. As for the savior of Karar, he is more suitable for this title than me. I am just standing at the front, being the one who raises the flag and shouts His Majesty's name."
"What a powerful Majesty you are."
Rapp was startled and was stunned for a long time before he lowered his head and said humbly: "I really hope I can see what he looks like."
"This wish can probably be granted to you, Rapp."
Helga smiled and said: "His Majesty will come over in a few days. Until then, you can admire his glory."
"How can a person like me have that kind of right?"
Lapu's fingers trembled slightly, a look of fear and uneasiness appeared in his eyes, and only a small voice that he could hear sounded unwillingly.
But at this moment, Helga's hand suddenly grasped Lapu's hand, and Lapu's body couldn't help but tremble.
"There's no need to worry. With His Majesty's mercy, I'm sure he won't discriminate against you." Helga looked at Lapu tenderly and reached out to touch the short black hair that she was ashamed of. "You are just a member of the devil's contractor."
Descendants are not people who signed a contract with the devil. I swear to you, you will never be disliked by His Majesty."
After all, even the souls of the dead can find a home here with Your Majesty.
Helga murmured in her heart.
"Lady Helga"
Rapp timidly raised his head, glanced at Helga with his black eyes, and lowered his head as if he was afraid of sucking her soul into the abyss.
But she was somewhat reassured.
"Alright, Rapp, let's go. Send the order and tell Lord Kakarit my true words."
Helga's silvery blue eyes looked at Lapu tenderly and asked her to step back.
After that, Helga's expression became serious.
She thought for a long time and then finally made up her mind.
"Lord Elucard, are you still there?"
"Of course, my little sweetheart"
A slightly hoarse yet magnetic voice sounded, and the charming girl silently appeared behind Helga and hugged her into her arms.
This time Helga didn't resist.
She spoke softly: "Lord Elucard, please tell me who your Majesty wants to kill when he comes here personally."
"Oh what do you want to do?"
"Proof or sacrifice."
Helga raised her head, pale enthusiasm gradually ignited in her eyes: "As a loyal dog, you should always take the initiative to do something."
Chapter completed!