Chapter 15

Chapter 15

And the maid that helped her escape…. Who was most probably dead as well just like all of them…

She was feeling alone and wanted to cry….

No, she was already crying.

Just that she didn't have enough power to even cry and wail.

She wanted to scream and vent her frustrations out to the demon world.

No tears were forming under her eyes due to weakness.

She was barely able to move with the stick.

After crying it out inside for a while, her sadness started converting into rage and madness.

She wanted nothing more than to kill those two bastards who wanted to kill her.

The police demons killed her family.

The whole police department and their head Azazel Henri.

She was fuming with rage and determination building as she became more and more determined to achieve her goal.

But alas…

It looked like even the Netherworld detested her existence.

"Hahaha…."

She fell into a small alleyway as she could no longer even walk using the stick.

She was at her end.

She could not speak, could not walk, could not even keep her eyes open properly.

She was starving and wanted something to eat…

'Something to eat in this dark city? What a fantasy.'

She was a noble and wouldn't eat leftovers of someone else but her pride broke slowly while walking as she was slowly willing to eat even edible garbage just to fill her stomach.

But there was nothing spared by the locals here, not even the edible garbage.

A noble like her, what a funny scene…

She knew it was the end for her

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'Is this it for me'

I can't even keep my eyes open.

I can see death approaching me…

I can't even avenge my family….

I had lost everything and had no hope left in me.

I was very sad in the end and didn't even get to meet the good happy ending with a lovely partner living to the end of life just like all the stories mom and maids used to read me when I was young, kind of silly that I am remembering those now.

I used to think I grew out of them… looks like in face of death, even the manliest of men, proudest of the proud, will become a scared shitless brat

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Tip Tap Tip Tap

I heard footsteps approaching and saw a pair of dirty shoes in front of me, I didn't have the strength to look up,

'Heh, looks like some kid came to rob me, sorry kid, no money, no food….'

I thought to myself at my poor end.

But the pair of shoes or more precisely its owner didn't do anything and just stood there for a few moments, I was curious but didn't have the strength to satisfy my curiosity.

Soon, a refreshingly sweet fragrance entered my nose.

It was the sweetest thing I ever smelled.

Even the demon bee honey smelled paler compared to this mysterious sweet fragrance I was smelling,

My stomach roared with aggression as if a quake was going on.

It pained but I could do nothing about it.

I was kind of happy to smell something so good before dying at least.

The shoes didn't go away and continued to stay in front of me.

As I saw the legs bending slowly,

'A girl.'

From the structure and length of those smooth legs, it was probably a demon girl.

In this dark city, girls were even more vulnerable to abductions, rape, and gore.

But due to the poor living conditions, they had to go out daily to get food and survive another day.

Some lucky ones would survive while others would be sold as slaves or probably worse.

The girl bent fully and I could see her neck.

White smooth and soft-looking skin, probably even better than my own when I was still living in riches or any other noble demoness I met so far.

But this demoness had such naturally bright skin, there was no makeup applied and her skin was just naturally so healthy.

She left me in awe by her skin beauty.

I was amazed and surprised that someone like her was living here in this shit hole and still able to maintain such skin.

I wanted to see her beauty at least once, before I die, ah, how badly I wanted to gaze at the owner of this beauty.

If her skin is this beautiful, her face should be…

She was so fragrant, even in this dirt-filled place, I could distinctly smell her scent.

My mouth drooled inwardly as spit collected in my mouth.

My brain was becoming fuzzy, I somehow wanted to hug her close to me and smell her fully.

'Have I always been this way… I never felt this way towards any maid in my mansion… so why…'

But what was she doing here in front of me?

She reached out for something in the bag that was hanging and brought something near my mouth, something brown and circular looking.

The sweet fragrance intensified as my stomach and jaw urged me to lunge at it.

I didn't care if this was poison, I would gladly die eating the sweetest poison if I could at this moment.

Seeing me unable to open my mouth, the girl probably noticed and softly and gently parted my lips and helped me eat the sweet thing, it looked like some kind of biscuit but far superior to the ones I am used to eating.

I chewed it savoring the sweet and delicious flavor, and it felt good…

Not just because of the sweet and warm biscuit but because of the care, this stranger demoness showed to me.

I had never cared about it my whole life.

Although I was attached to my parents and the workers, I never felt loved, they had certain expectations set for me as the heir and I willingly fulfilled them.

I am not complaining about it since it made me stronger and helped me distract my mind from being alone.