Dim yellow light shone from behind the towering throne, and the five-colored glass shattered onto the dark carpet along with the remains and corpses. The white-haired Demon King had a broken sword stuck in his chest and was leaning on the throne in embarrassment, laughing.
"In the end, he died on the throne. It's a bit funny..."
She was unconscious and her eyes slid down the long carpet. The devil could no longer hear the sound of gunfire in the distance. Her death may bring an end to this war... But that is no longer something she, the dead demon king, should consider.
As soon as her eyes closed, she finally fell asleep...
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"Hey! How long are you going to sleep this guy? Aren't nuns supposed to have a good schedule? What do you mean by not getting up even a second early if you can postpone check-out until noon? Ah, Mr. Baitou, you're awake! Just help me pull this guy up..."
Opening her eyes and vaguely agreeing, the girl called Shao Baitou remembered that she was no longer the Demon King, but...
"By the way, Young Master, do you still have money? Yesterday I made a bet with the team next door..."
New life...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
