Ayaluo said.

"No!"

"don't want!"

"I am a princess, of noble birth, how can I be with a low-class person like you, and a pariah like you... Absolutely not!"

"Can't do it, absolutely can't do it! Don't!!!"

In the most desperate situation, Freya screamed and rolled out of bed.

She crawled on the carpet with her hands, sobbing and screaming in despair.

"That's right,"

"I have no interest in women like you."

Ayano sneered.

When Freya heard this, she showed a slightly relieved expression and stopped crawling in pain.

Ayara walked to the nearby fireplace and picked up an iron rod from inside.

Under the influence of alchemy, it quickly turned into a completely red-hot metal stick, and the tip even began to melt, showing that its temperature value was high.

"Freya,"

"Do you want my holy sword, or this red-hot iron rod?"

"After all, I am a gentle person, so I will let you have the right to choose."

Ayano asked calmly.

"this......"

"No matter which one..."

Freya was stunned.

Perhaps with her IQ, it is difficult for her to understand her situation.

"If you don't answer, I'll put both in,"

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Ayara begins the countdown.

Freya's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at the boy with eyes full of despair.

But he didn't respond and just continued counting down.

He is the devil!

He will definitely do such horrible things!

"Yours, I would rather have your holy sword!"

Freya gritted her teeth and said.

"would rather?"

"It seems you hate me from the bottom of your heart,"

"Since you are so reluctant, I won't force you. Let's use a red-hot iron rod."

The young man sighed.

"I just want Mr. Ayara's holy sword! Please!"

"Yes, I want it!"

"Please do this! Give me Ayara-san's holy sword!"

Freya kowtowed and burst into tears.

Her face was completely red, and she didn't know whether it was because of nervousness, fear, or some other emotion, but her delicate body was trembling non-stop.

"Ha ha ha ha,"

"Okay, first princess Freya, since you want it so much, I will give it to you."

Ayano smiled heartlessly.

To be honest...he is a person without a conscience.

"But a pig-like woman like you is really uninteresting,"

"Well, if you don't want to use an iron rod, just find a way to please me."

Ayano casually put the red-hot stick back.

Freya stood up tremblingly, doing poses that she thought were alluring, or dancing like an idiot.

But these have failed.

In order to get him interested in her, she eventually started playing with her body as a show.

"What a pervert, Your Highness Freya,"

"Can you still be excited in this situation?"

The demon looked at her with disdain.

But she was relieved because she succeeded.
Chapter completed!