In front of the main gate of the prison is a wood, and through the path of the wood, a magnificent castle comes into view. The castle is illuminated by the sunset, and the vicissitudes of its long history come to the fore.
But the thought of the Demon King living in it made me absent-minded, I entered this castle as the Demon King's slave.
The soldiers guarding the castle were male demons, but they didn't stop us. I was led into the castle by the maids.
There were demons guarding each level along the way, and the maids went around the castle buildings. And I followed them as if I were a country bumpkin entering the castle for the first time without knowing anything. The maids led me up the stairs and slowly pushed open the door.
The thick air rushed into my nose, the whole hall was in gray-blue tones, two rows of gray-blue and dull yellow pillars stood next to the walkway, a red carpet spread all the way to the throne in front of me, and on the throne sat the cool-faced demon king.
The maids led me to the throne of the demon king and knelt down on one knee.
"Lord Demon King, why are you down here?"
The devil king looked down at me from her throne with a slight sulk in her eyes.
"You guys go down and leave her to me."
"Yes, Lord Demon King."
The maids stood up and walked into a side entrance, leaving me and the Demon King alone in the empty living room.
"Kneel down!"
The Demon King's roar jolted me awake, and I immediately realized that I had been standing. And that the other party was not only the Demon King, but also my master, so it was probably rude of me to do that.
I lowered my head and got down on one knee like the two maids had just done.
There was an impact on my abdomen, and a strong pain spread out from my abdomen, but I was still in my original position and was not bounced away.
The collar around my neck suddenly locked tightly, and a drowning-like choking sensation filled my head, and I gouged hard at the collar, trying to make a sound but unable to do so.
Only in my heart I begged: Master ...I was wrong ...I will pay attention next time.
Then the collar returned to its original size, I touched my chest and coughed, my tears flooding out.
Having restored the original vision, in front of you is a pair of black high heels, and above is wrapped in black silk legs. When did the devil king come down to stand in front of me? I looked up to see her serious expression.
"I am your master."
She pulled me up by the collar around my neck, in a warning-like tone.
"Yes, my master."
My master could pry into my inner thoughts, so she must have known that I didn't yet have her in my heart as my master.
So I changed the name in my mind for her to master, and a strong revulsion came like a tidal wave but I forced myself to adapt to it.
As long as, the will remains the same.
The master let go of the collar, smiled slightly, and then turned around.
"Follow me."
I followed behind my master as she took me up to the second floor.
The second floor was where the people lived, and the hall was much smaller compared to the first floor.
Crossing the second floor hall and walking into a corridor with doors on the wall separated from each other, I thought the rooms inside should be very large.
But it was unusually cold without a trace of popularity. The sound of the owner's high heels on the floor echoed throughout the second floor.
"You take the room next to my room."
Eventually the master stood in front of the large door of a room, twisted the handle directly and pushed open the two-page door panel.
The size of the room I estimate that there are more than sixty square meters, but the layout inside was very simple.
There is only a bed, a table in the middle of the room, the table side with four stools and so on, that is, in addition to furniture there is nothing else.
The blue tones of the room, I looked down at the chest hair, should match me well.
But I'm a slave, is such a luxurious room really suitable for me to live in?
"As long as you do my bidding, you are one man above all others."
The master turned around and looked at me expressionlessly, rather than answering me. Even though the tone was cold, I felt the king-like dominance in it.
I froze slightly because of her words, no wonder Linds and Daisy were whispering to me.
"I'll call the maids over later, they can answer you whatever you want to know."
"Yes, Master."
I didn't know how to respond to her, so I thought about it and had to learn the maid's tone of voice.
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After the master left, I sat on the blue mattress and looked at the remnants of the sunset outside the glass window. I think it would be evening soon.
Breathing in the air of the room, I felt slightly refreshing.
What exactly am I?
I thought back to what my master said just now. As long as I do her bidding, I'm above everyone.
Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
As long as my master doesn't ask me to do anything too much, I think I'll do it. After all, I'm not very good at refusing people's requests on Earth.
But I would never want to be anyone's slave. I am my own, not anyone's private property.
There was a dresser not far away. Remembering that I hadn't seen my appearance yet, I went over to look at it.
First I was surprised by my own appearance, is this me?
Only after looking back carefully at myself, a long blue hair to the middle of the waist, eyebrows are also blue, ears are pointed, and the face does not look like a human face, which is similar to the appearance of mythical elves.
Staring at my unfamiliar self in the mirror, it was as if there was a supreme fairy looking at me with unblinking eyes so that I lowered my head and got shy.
When I looked up and saw myself blushing slightly in the mirror, something hit my heart.
I hurriedly escaped from the mirror and sat back on the bed.
The sky outside darkened, the sunset was long gone.
Then I realized that it was me in the mirror, and the fact that I had become a girl hit my brain even harder.
Thinking of my family and friends my parents on Earth, I think I should go out of my body into another world. So on Earth I should be dead, and I am the only child, at this moment,my parents must feel very uncomfortable., right?
I imagined my parents crying in front of my funeral hall, and tears unexpectedly flowed down unconsciously.
My eyes glanced at the open door and found Linds and Daisy, standing there, Lindsay carrying a plate of pastries and Daisy carrying a plate with several glasses of colored water on it.
I hurriedly dried my eyes and sniffled to suppress my tear ducts.
"Linds, Daisy, come in."
"Yes."
Both maids answered at the same time and slowly walked in, placing their plates on the table in front of me and looking down at me apologetically.
"Sorry, Ilotia-sama, we didn't mean to look."
The apologetic voices overlapped as well, and I wondered if they had secretly practiced their lines behind my back and agreed to say them together.
"It's okay, just a little homesick."
I saw the pity in Lindsay's eyes for me and sighed.
It's better to ask them something about this world first.