The wind with the smell of green grass blew in the face, making people feel relaxed, and Nance slowly opened his eyes.

The space that comes into view is like a greenhouse, with a transparent glass shed above the head, allowing sunlight to enter without any obstruction.

The sun is shining brightly, the flowers are in full bloom, and it looks like rare species of butterflies dancing among the flowers.

Surrounded by flowers and butterflies, the Demon Queen, wearing a tight black dress covering her slim figure, was stepping barefoot on the lawn.

The ten crystal round toes are exposed, and the pink little balls are so cute that people can't help but want to hold them in their hands and play with them.

The back hem of the long skirt hangs down to the ankles, and the smooth and smooth slender thighs are vaguely visible in the black gauze.

It was hard for Nance not to be attracted by this pair of food-grade legs.

Fortunately, he only took one look and came back to his senses... Now was not the time for lust. He quickly put away his gaze and walked toward her anxiously.

When Ximena saw him coming, she pointed to the iron garden chair on the lawn and motioned for him to sit there.

After Nance sat down as instructed, she also sat down on the chair opposite, then leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes to think about something, making almost no sound.

The Queen's expression of calmly thinking about the problem is like a clever female fox who has just passed through the fog of the early morning forest.

Nance calmed down and explained: "Miss Ximena, I..."

"Call Queen."

"?"

"Huh?" (serious face)

"Female, queen? Please listen to my explanation..."

"Where are you looking?"

Ximena pointed a finger.

In an instant, Nance, who had just visually measured her bust, felt as if his eyes had been pierced by ice picks, feeling cold and stinging.

"My Lady Queen, please go around me this time..." He begged for mercy very spinelessly.

"If you continue to look around, I will send you to the bottom of the Dead Sea."

What is the bottom of the Dead Sea like?

Nance didn't know.

But to be able to threaten people from the thin and ruthless red lips of the Demon Queen must be a terrifying place comparable to hell.

The stinging sensation in his eyes disappeared, Nance's vision returned to clarity, and he looked at the Queen again.

Judging from her appearance, she is undoubtedly a stunning beauty who displays nobility and elegance, but the first impression she gives people is more of a condescending temperament than beauty - neither malicious nor aggressive.

Just like God looking down on the world, he holds a neutral attitude.

hateful!

Just a demon!

"Your Majesty Queen." Nance did not dare to express dissatisfaction, and his tone was full of awe and sincerity. "It is a misunderstanding to bring you back to the ninth class. I just want to ask you to assist in the investigation. I am definitely not doubting you. What's more?

I never thought about interrogating you..."

Ximena's eyes fell on his face and she said calmly: "I am indeed smuggling energy."

"..."

"Want to torture this king?"

"...You are joking. I only have respect for the Queen in my heart and I would never dare to have any second thoughts."

Ximena completely ignored his sincere gaze and said in a cold tone: "When I kill your spirit, I know exactly what you want to do to me."

The cool voice flowed slowly through Nance's heart.

However, in such a beautiful and moving voice, he was frozen, and his whole body was frozen.

Damn it!

The murderer is indeed you!

Your original memory has been completely wiped out by you. How do I know what that guy wants to do to you?

Eh...

etc.

Could it be the pictures we just saw?

The corner of Nance's eye twitched.

Woohoo...

Every wrongdoer has his own debtor. Can you go to hell and find the original person? I am innocent... Nance gritted his teeth, with a look of grief and anger on his face: "Please punish the Queen."

He took the blame.

The queen would not kill him, otherwise she would not talk so much nonsense to him, but it would be difficult if he continued to quibble.

"Punishment will naturally come, just wait patiently." Ximena said indifferently, raising her wrist slightly, "As for whether you will die because of this, just look at this game."

She waved her hand, and a chess board suddenly appeared on the table.

Nance originally thought that she was going to play chess with him to decide his life or death. However, there were only three pieces on her side of the chessboard, and his side was empty.

"Queen?"

"Don't be nagging."

"Where's my chess piece?"

"You are not qualified to compete with me."

"..."

Tsk.

So angry!

Isn't he just a devil? What's there to be so arrogant about?

"There will be a disturbance in Class 9 today." Ximena said calmly, her eyes dropped to the chessboard, and she didn't look at him again.

Nance's eyes also fell on the chessboard.

His projection suddenly appeared on the three chess pieces, and all three were very lifelike.

"What's this?"

"Your destiny as a chess piece."

Ximena held the first chess piece between her fingertips and took a step forward.

The chess piece fell instantly.

The illusory projection also disappeared after a period of distortion.

"What does this mean?" Nance asked curiously.

"It means you are dead."

"?"

Ximena held the second chess piece with her fingertips and said while playing with it: "You persisted until the last moment in the turmoil and died in the line of duty."

What a stupid queen!

Nance complained about her inwardly.

If there was really going to be a turmoil, he would definitely run away as soon as possible, how could he stupidly hold on.

Ximena pushed the second piece forward.

The chess piece fell again.

The projection also disappears immediately.

"Am I dead again?" Nance chuckled inwardly.

Ximena picked up the third chess piece and glanced at him coldly: "You escaped as soon as the turmoil broke out, but you would be killed by the familiar who escaped from Section 9 in less than half an hour."

"..."

Nance's eyes were stunned.

yes.

Why didn't he think of this?

The familiars imprisoned in Section 9 are more or less dissatisfied with him as the section leader. If they can kill him on the way out of prison, it will be like a happy mother giving birth to twins, a double happiness.

Seeing his expression become serious, Ximena raised the corner of her mouth and pushed the third chess piece forward.

Nance stared intently at the chessboard.

It was a matter of life and death, and he was highly nervous.
To be continued...