Chapter 13: Oh My! This Demon King Is So Wicked!

Wei Anna paused, tilting her head slightly as if confused why Xing Yue would suddenly apologize.

Feeling Phyllis’s gaze boring into her back, Xing Yue said nothing more and simply kept feeding Wei Anna until all the bread and juice she’d brought were gone.

Finally, Xing Yue asked, “Is there anything else you want to eat?”

Xing Yue’s thought was simple: at least let her have a good, full meal before sending her on her way.

Wei Anna fell silent at that, not answering Xing Yue’s question, but instead asking softly, “Tomorrow… will you come again?”

Her voice was soft, but her words were clear. She was in much better condition than yesterday, no longer limited to a few simple syllables.

Xing Yue paused slightly, unsure how to answer.

Wei Anna read the answer in her silence. She didn’t press further, only giving a very slight nod, as if confirming it to herself.

Then a relieved, even somewhat serene smile slowly spread across her pale face.

“I’ve already… started saying goodbye to this world, haven’t I?”

That wasn’t a question. Every syllable carried the calm of certainty.

“Don’t worry, you won’t die that easily, Lady Holy Maiden~”

Phyllis, who had remained silent until now, spoke up before Xing Yue could. Her tone was slightly playful. “Of course~ If you’re willing to cooperate, I might be generous enough to let you off~”

Xing Yue initially thought this was part of the pressure tactics before the interrogation, but then Phyllis paused slightly and abruptly changed the subject. “Let you reunite with that talented little mage in a dignified manner~”

At that, Wei Anna, who had been calm until now, suddenly grew agitated. “You… what did you do to Aimiqi!”

The smile on Phyllis’s face widened. “Guess~”

Wei Anna was furious—her chest heaved violently, as if some fierce emotion surged up—but it quickly died down.

It seemed her last bit of strength was spent. Her body went slack, held up only by the taut chains, preventing her from collapsing entirely.

“I won’t tell you anything…”

“That remains to be seen~”

“Yue Yue~”

Xing Yue, suddenly called upon, let out an “Ah,” but quickly recovered and went to Phyllis’s side. “Mom, what do you need me to do?”

“Go ask her when was the last time she received an oracle from the God of Light at the church.”

Phyllis’s voice was loud enough for everyone present to hear. Xing Yue was sure Wei Anna heard it too.

So…

Was this a test?

“Okay…”

No help for it—given the situation, Xing Yue had no choice but to obey the order. She walked up to Wei Anna and, putting on her fiercest voice—which came out more like a tough little cub—repeated Phyllis’s words.

“Tell me! When was the last time you received an oracle from the God of Light at the church!”

Wei Anna: …

Phyllis: …Snicker.

Xing Yue felt she’d been fierce enough, but Wei Anna turned her head away and said in a tone close to helplessness, “Princess of the Demon Clan, you’re not suited to be an interrogator…”

This was outright humiliation!

But Xing Yue couldn’t bring herself to be angry. She tried to negotiate again. “Lady Holy Maiden, if you tell me everything you know, I’ll try to ask the Demon King to spare your life later.”

“Yeah, yeah~ Demons like us are very particular about keeping contracts and promises~” Phyllis’s frivolous voice chimed in after Xing Yue’s words.

Well, now Xing Yue felt it was hopeless.

No matter how you looked at it, in others’ eyes, this was clearly a good cop/bad cop routine between Xing Yue and Phyllis, aimed at making Wei Anna give in.

But Xing Yue had no choice. She couldn’t make Phyllis shut up, so she had to find another approach.

Wei Anna, however, shook her head gently, as if resigned. “Since… even the news of my last compatriot’s death has been confirmed, then the reason I’ve been holding on to life no longer exists.”

“Still… thank you, Princess of the Demon Clan. I have nothing more to say. Please get it over with.”

Xing Yue wanted to say something more, but behind her, Phyllis started clapping and gave an order. “Alright~ You said it~”

“Horned Butcher, bring that thing over.”

Xing Yue: …?

Wait…

They hadn’t gotten anything out of her yet, and they were already fast-forwarding to the beheading?

Xing Yue suspected Phyllis never intended to let Wei Anna live today. If she’d already decided to kill her, what was the point of having Xing Yue interrogate her? Just to show her the Demon King’s methods?

That’s just too sadistic…

While Xing Yue was still stunned, the two goat-headed demons had already brought the guillotine in front of Wei Anna.

Yang Dazhuang undid the chains holding Wei Anna’s hands. As the chains clattered to the ground, losing her only support, without Yang Dazhuang even needing to push, Wei Anna’s frail body pitched forward like a broken puppet.

There wasn’t even a struggle or a stumble—as if her will had already given up on standing before her body did.

But Yang Dazhuang was a demon after all, lacking Xing Yue’s empathy. It grabbed Wei Anna by her disheveled blonde hair, roughly lifted her, and tossed her into the groove of the guillotine.

Xing Yue couldn’t bear to watch anymore. She turned her head away, only to meet Phyllis’s crimson eyes, which held a hint of amusement.

“Yue Yue~ We are demons. You need to learn to torture your enemies’ bodies and crush their wills~”

“I’ll slowly teach you the way of survival as a demon~”

Phyllis gently cupped Xing Yue’s face, her voice soft, as if a mother eagle teaching her eaglet to look down from a cliff for the first time, making her see this cruel law of survival.

Seeing the pained expression on Xing Yue’s face, Phyllis laughed even more happily. She withdrew her hand and continued, “Watch closely now, and learn well~”

Wei Anna lay in the groove of the guillotine, having given up all resistance, waiting for the blade to fall. But at that moment, Phyllis’s voice came again.

“Oh~ Right~”

“Actually, that Aimiqi you mentioned—that little girl isn’t dead at all~”

“But if someone dies first, that little girl might be crushed and live in pain forever—who knows~”

Wei Anna’s body trembled. She choked out, her voice full of suppressed anguish and anger, “You… devil…”

“What exactly do you want…”

Phyllis snapped her fingers. “Hmph~ Now I’m giving you another chance to choose. Live, or end your own life. Horned Butcher.”

Yang Dazhuang received the order. It pulled the thick rope on the guillotine over to Wei Anna’s mouth, then used its other hand to pinch her jaw, forcing her mouth open.

Taking advantage of Wei Anna’s forced open mouth, Yang Dazhuang shoved the rope in.

“You must bite down on that rope, okay~ Or the game ends~ Lady Holy Maiden~”

Phyllis’s barely suppressed laughter reached Wei Anna’s ears. Feeling the weight from the other end of the rope, Wei Anna’s heart sank completely.

The smart Wei Anna realized.

If she let go…

The blade above would fall and take her life…

Watching all of this unfold, Xing Yue couldn’t take it anymore.

Phyllis was a full-blown Demon King!

This was too sadistic!

Only then did she clearly see that the other end of the rope Wei Anna was biting was simply a iron counterweight, and the blade at the top of the frame was fixed firmly in place!

In other words, the rope Wei Anna was biting was never about deciding life or death!

She had guessed wrong. Completely wrong.

Phyllis had never intended to kill this Holy Maiden from the start. This was still part of the interrogation, just mixed with the Demon King’s sadistic amusement.

Xing Yue looked at Phyllis again. She was trying hard not to laugh, but couldn’t suppress the corners of her mouth, her face red from holding it in, her smile twisted.

Xing Yue sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Oh my! This Demon King is so wicked!