The evolution of slime

Chapter 192 Wounds
"Miss Meier, please sit down." Fang Te asked for a seat next to him.

The leader of the Succubus tribe hesitated for a while, but sat down beside Fangte. At the same time, the Empress of Dongxia sat opposite Fangte, pouring wine for Fangte and the leader of the Succubus tribe like a maid.

However, this maid is really too beautiful.

"Miss Meier is really beautiful." Fang Te looked at the leader of the succubus tribe with bright eyes and red lips, and couldn't help but praise him, and then the empress stepped on Fang Te while pouring tea.

"Meier dare not praise Meier for her beauty in front of this legendary empress." Meier nodded and bowed her head, her tone soft and calm.

She stood up, folded her hands in front of her body, and saluted the queen as a maid:
"Although Su Mei is a succubus, she has longed for His Majesty and Eastern Xia for a long time. It is an honor for Su Mei to meet you today."

"Leader Mei'er is too serious, I'm just a girl."

Even if her identity was seen through, the Empress Dongxia was not surprised at all, and Fangte was not surprised at all. After all, although the Meizu's combat power is not strong, they are good at assassination and intelligence gathering just like the orcs and cats. So the status of the Succubus in Twilight is like his eyes and ears, seeing everything clearly for Twilight.

The Succubus have existed for seven centuries, and they have their own set of intelligence agencies and methods. This is not comparable to the Dark Cat Pavilion, which has only been established for a few years, so it is not surprising even if she knows her identity, and Fang Te I had no intention of hiding it.

"Since leader Meier knows everything, I don't need to introduce myself, and time is running out, so I'll make a long story short." Fang Te took a sip of red wine and said seriously, "I want Miss Meier!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the Eastern Xia Empress looked at Fang Te the next moment, a trace of murderous intent slowly emerged, and Su Mei's slender hand holding the wine glass was also in the air, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't express clearly." Fang Te came back to his senses and realized that what he said just now was very ambiguous, so he hurriedly changed his words, "I mean, I want the Succubus to join us!"

"Join the rebels? If that's the case, I'm afraid you will disappoint Your Excellency Dragonheart." Su Mei put down her wine glass with a smile.

"No, who said you joined the rebels? I said you joined us! Join the alliance between Dongxia and the orc tribe!" Fang Te looked directly at this succubus, but purely like a high school girl girl.

Su Mei remained silent, holding the teacup in her hands and rubbing it on her thighs, her expression was very calm, no one knew whether she was thinking about something or just in a daze.

"Please, Your Excellency Dragonheart, no, Your Excellency Fangte, please give Meier a reason."

After a long time, Su Mei raised her head and looked at Fang Te.

"The world year is 2745 in the seventh century. This year is a critical year for the Twilight Continent, because after ten years of war, the Twilight Continent has changed hands. In this year, the Twilight Continent is truly stable. Come down, and the remaining rebel forces will also disappear.”

"However, this year was an unspeakable year for the Succubus. In the middle of the year, as the first resister—the leader of the Succubus was captured and returned to Succubus City again. But on the second day after the leader returned to Succubus City, he announced his abdication! Miss Meier was elected as the new leader of the Succubus, and on the second day after you took the throne, the maid found in a room The hanged corpse of the old chief."

Fang Te recounted the past, his tone was relaxed, and his expression showed that it didn't matter to him, but to Su Mei's ears, every word pierced into her heart like a sharp sword, and the wine glass placed on her well-proportioned thighs couldn't help but jump. Hold tighter!
Glancing at Su Mei's inadvertent gesture, I have to say that Fang Te admired the self-control of the Meizu leader. After all, she told the matter in a relaxed, almost teasing tone, and she could hear it. So calm, if it was me, I would have turned the table long ago.

Fang Te continued to speak in a frivolous tone:
"The Succubus are really a strange race. They are naturally seductive and dissolute, and their customs are famous all over the world, but in some respects they are as pure as a little girl."

"The Orc Tribe also has an institution, as you know, it's called the Dark Cat Pavilion, although it's not as good as your Charm City, but I also know one thing, the leader who abdicated himself is your teacher, no, no, It should be said that she is like your biological mother, after all, Miss Meier was picked up by the leader and raised you up with all her heart."

"The Succubus has a tradition that is so strange that it cannot be the leader of the Meizu unless you are pure and white. Your teacher will abdicate immediately after returning to the Succubus, and you will kill yourself after you succeed! Even mental retardation can be associated, I think, when your teacher was captured, the Twilight Lord you are now loyal to must have done some unspeakable things."

"After all... your teacher is so beautiful!"

"ping!"

The wine glass held in the hand of this succubus was crushed, and the transparent and sharp colored glass cut through her white palm and slender fingers, and blood slowly flowed down from her fingertips.

"The red comet streaked across the night sky, and the troubled times have begun. Your Excellency Fangte wants to get the Meilou to increase his strength, but what benefits can the Succubus clan get while working hard for you?"

Even though she forcibly restrained her inner emotions, her tone still revealed anger and killing intent towards Fang Te who had untied her heartache. Her chest was heaving up and down. The scenery was beautiful, and Fang Te peeked a few times... …

"Nesalion is dead. I can't give you his head yet. After all, I still need that head to inspire people. However, I can give you the head of Jon Capet." Fonte smiled said.

"Does Your Excellency Fangte think that you can really win? Just by relying on those rebels? If you can win in this way! Then the Twilight Continent would not lose hundreds of years ago, and neither will Teacher." Su Mei's voice could not help Increased, and stopped abruptly after speaking, the white teeth clenched on the red lips, oozing purple blood.

"Why can't you win?"

Fang Te took out two crumpled white papers from his pocket and handed them to her, on which were written all Fang Te's plans for the future!The more she looked down, Su Mei's eyes became sharper and sharper, no longer the gentleness when they first met.

"Aren't you afraid that I will leak it?"

"Don't be afraid, because your hatred for Jon Capet is far deeper than I thought!"

Su Mei looked at Fangte quietly, without saying a word, the purple blood on her fingertips ignited a purple flame, turning the two white papers into ashes.

(End of this chapter)