Carson Flores turned his head and saw a thick python slither out from a nearby shop, its elongated eyes filled with coldness.
The old woman was so scared that her face turned pale, and she sat down on the ground, hurriedly clarifying, "Sir, I didn't speak ill of the City Lord, I didn't…"
"Hmph!"
The python slithered over, its green eyes scanning Carson Flores before settling on Lilianna Norman's face.
"What a beautiful woman, presenting you to the lord would certainly be a great deed!"
Lilianna Norman's eyes cooled down, rage flickering within them.
A mere minor demon who had reached only the Core Formation Stage dared to think of offering herself, the Saintess of the Demon Race, as a trinket to his lord?
A smirk lifted the corners of Carson Flores's lips as he glanced at Lilianna Norman and remained silent.
This is indeed a fine deed of your Demon Race, and has nothing to do with our Human Race.
I wonder how you, as the holy maiden of the Demon Race, feel about this.
