Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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Juan casually pointed the Undying Flame at Miss Beatrice beside him.

The fat woman let out a terrified scream when she saw the red-haired beauty behind the Undying Flame.

A gruff roar erupted from inside the house: "What the hell are you yelling about at the door? You bastard, don't you know any rules? Finish up and pay up and get out of here! Stop dawdling at the door! She's my wife!"

A large man thumped on the floor and rushed out of the house.

This was a fat man with a receding hairline, greasy and dirty all over, with a face full of fat, bloodshot eyes, and holding an empty wine bottle in his hand.

Before he even reached the door, he started cursing: "You motherfucker—"

The next second, he stared at Miss Beatrice in disbelief, swallowing back the curses that were about to burst out.

"Ivy...you're not dead?"

Juan asked, "Brockvi Swango?"

The moment the balding fat man saw Juan's attire, he immediately sobered up and bowed obsequiously, saying, "It is indeed I, esteemed sir."

In the city of Fiery Earth, no one dared to challenge the bronze dragon paladin.

“Move out of this house now,” Juan ordered bluntly. “The real owner has returned.”

The two people froze for a few seconds, then immediately began to wail and cry as if in despair:

"Have mercy, sir!" "This is our only place to stay; are you going to leave us homeless?" "We have two daughters!" "Great bronze dragon, lord of the fiery earth, please bless us!" "Paladin, you're bullying us!"

The two lumps of fat weren't content with just crying and fussing; they simply lay down on the ground and started rolling around the house.

As they cried loudly, the windows of the houses in the distance lit up one by one.

Juan was at a loss, his face darker than the night.

He felt his anger surging from his nose and ears, and he wished he could chop them both down with a single sword stroke.

But as a paladin, he couldn't kill indiscriminately, so he suppressed his anger and raised his hand to cast a spell to detect evil on the two of them. At the same time, he made up his mind: once he had determined which side these two bastards belonged to, he would immediately draw his weapon of condemnation from its sheath and give these two wicked scoundrels a weapon-based critique.

The next second, Juan's hand froze in mid-air.

The magical feedback told him that this shameless couple were actually neutral, not evil people.

Just as the young paladin was filled with rage but at a loss, a cool, pleasant fragrance gently wafted by.

Beate, standing beside him, stepped past the undying flames and into the dimly lit house. Behind her were two owl bear cubs, and Raphael, the dinosaur who, even in the darkness, still wore sunglasses and eye patches.

The crying and wailing stopped almost immediately as soon as the burly, armored Deinonychus entered the gate.

"It's already very good, there's no need to send them away. Juan, you can go back now."

A cool, clear voice came from inside the room in front.

"You two, clean the biggest room right now and make room for me. I need to rest."

Chapter 31 Water Elemental Girl

After the demon reborn cast a seductive spell on Ivy-Beate's dockside prostitute aunt and her turtle husband, the fallen couple's feelings towards their late-night relative changed drastically. They treated her more warmly than their own parents, cleaning the house all night long.

With Raphael the Terrorclaw constantly following him, the Six-Armed Serpent Demon silently walked through the house in human form, observing every corner of the stronghold like a tiger patrolling its territory.

Despite its dilapidated appearance, this house is quite spacious, covering nearly 200 square meters. In addition to two living rooms, a kitchen, and a storage room, it has seven bedrooms.

Behind the house is a desolate backyard. Because this is a port area with no neighbors, the yard can be expanded at will.

The house has a basement, with the entrance in the storage room. However, the basement is completely clogged with garbage, and the staircase leading to it is made of broken wood, making it impossible to even get in.

After looking around, the reborn person, now known as Ivy Beatrice, was very satisfied with the house.

Although this isn't the Beate family mansion, compared to the matchbox-like little house in my previous life, this 200-square-meter bungalow is a complete leap in social class, isn't it?

As she walked around, she looked at the house, and at least a thousand different ideas for renovating and expanding it came to mind.

She ordered Raphael, the Devilclaw, to clean the basement. The basement had been its home for some time.

She also wanted it to connect two tunnels. One was a passageway between her bedroom and the basement, and the other was a passageway from the basement to the backyard.

There were also two little girls in the house. They were the "two daughters" that the Swango couple had mentioned when they were crying.

Upon seeing the imposter Ivy Beatrice, the two girls' faces changed drastically, and they didn't even dare to lift their heads.

The imposter young lady glanced at the two timid little girls and immediately determined that they had no blood relation to the Swango couple.

These are two girls of water elemental descent, which is roughly equivalent to a human around ten years old.

They had no clothes, and their bodies were dirty, their smooth, delicate skin shimmering with a slightly scaly texture. One had dark blue hair, and the other had dark cyan hair.

The world of Abel has no gods; it is ruled by the Dawn Titans and dragons.

Just as the dragons created numerous scaled lower servant races such as dragonkin and kobolds, the Dawn Titans also had their own subjects, the Elementals.

Thirty-seven thousand years ago, in the era when the world of Toril was ruled by elves, the elven high mages used legendary magic to create their dreamland, Everlasting Isle. They succeeded, but this also led to the first large-scale land swap between the twin stars of Abel and Toril. This was the "First Great Split," which caused the deaths of at least tens of thousands of beings.

At that time, humans were merely an uncivilized species living in caves in the world of Toril, drinking blood and eating raw meat. They were far from being the world's dominant races they are today, but they displayed extraordinary adaptability and vitality.

The First Great Split sent many races from the world of Toril to the world of Abel. The elves were all wiped out, with only a few drow surviving in the shadows and ravines of the world. The primitive humans, however, survived tenaciously and evolved into one of the most powerful races in the world of Abel.

Dragons evolved from humans, and Elementals are no exception; in fact, they were born even before dragons.

During the First Great Severance, some of the primitive humans who underwent planetary traversal were infected by the power of the elemental realm, inheriting some elemental biological bloodlines and possessing a small number of elemental characteristics. This is the origin of the Elemental Race. The Elemental Race is naturally close to the Dawn Titans, who are the elemental lords. Soon after arriving on the world of Abel, they quickly submitted to the Dawn Titans, becoming believers and subjects of the primordial celestial beings, and a new civilization developed rapidly.

but…

Elementals are essentially beings from another world, so spells like charm on humans have no effect on these two girls. This also leads to their unusual sensitivity to other beings from other worlds, such as demons from lower planes.

"Did the Swango couple send you to tell me that my room is ready?"

"Yes, it is."

The reborn one stared silently at the two little girls in front of him.

Two tiny water elemental girls stood in front of her, not daring to lift their heads or glance around, and their four thin legs began to tremble.

—Could it be that these two girls have seen through her true form?

His emerald green vertical pupils narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous aura.

They trembled even more violently.

Then she slowly spoke: "Do you know who I am?"

The two little ones shook their heads rhythmically in unison.

“I am Ivy Beate, a paladin of the Bronze Dragon,” she said, “and the true owner of this house. My paladin colleagues escorted me here.”

They both looked bewildered.

It seemed that the two little ones couldn't understand a single word she uttered.

She asked, seemingly casually, "Do you think I don't look like a paladin?"

The two little ones are out of sync.

One of them shook its head blankly, while the other nodded timidly. Suddenly, the two realized something; the one that had been shaking its head started nodding frantically, while the one that had been nodding began shaking its head repeatedly.

The reborn one smiled, seeing through it but saying nothing.

“It’s okay, I don’t think I’m like that either. But I am,” she said. “Now tell me about you.”

The two little girls remembered that their home was across the sea, where everyone was from their tribe. But many people had died in their homeland, including their parents. They had no food and were starving. So, following the advice of others, they boarded a boat. There were many people from their tribe on the boat, all wearing iron chains. They put on chains too.

Then, they disembarked here and were immediately taken to the Swango couple's home. That was about four days ago.

How did they treat you two?

"Okay, that's good, isn't it?"

The blue-haired girl said timidly.

The green-haired girl looked down curiously at the baby owl bear wrestling with its game next to her.

The Swango couple did not abuse the two children, but they did not allow them to go out normally. The couple confined the two little ones to a small room, did not dress them, and reinforced the door and windows with steel bars.

However, they didn't feel there was anything wrong with it. After all, they could eat their fill now, and as long as the two sisters could be together, they felt at ease.

The reborn person, however, felt a surge of anger rush to their head upon hearing this.

She knew that they were more mature inside than they appeared on the outside, and that they pretended to know things they didn't. This was a protective shield for the weak when they were helpless.

As long as the two of them don't bother her, she's happy to turn a blind eye.

But the two little ones weren't lying.

This despicable couple sold the two girls to slave traders. Although they hadn't had a chance to do anything to the two children yet, their filthy motives were self-evident.

The reborn individual left the two owl bear cubs in the living room and went alone to the tidied room.

This room is the largest of all the rooms, and it's also the best in the house in terms of both natural light and overall condition. It was originally the bedroom of Mr. and Mrs. Brockvi-Swango, but now it belongs to her.

She closed the door, and without even taking off her somewhat smelly lizardman leather armor, she collapsed onto the large bed.

His eyes were wide open, staring straight at the ceiling.

Demons don't need to sleep.

If only I had this kind of liver strength in my past life...

Ah, my past life... Looking back now, it's not so much "like" as it is now, it's "a lifetime ago".

King Zaire of Samaraki... Is that you?

The reborn felt a sour and bitter taste in his mouth, and a pain as if something was splitting open in his chest—the pain of long-suppressed resentment and anger.

The scene of being killed kept replaying in my mind.

She had lost all feelings for him.

But the moment she heard that he might also have been reincarnated into this world, she felt unsteady on her feet, dizzy, and as if there was thunder in her ears.

She wanted revenge.

But I'd like to ask him something else.

--why?

—Why is that?

—What did I do that you skipped even the proper parting and treated me like this?

She shifted from lying sprawled on the bed to her side, then curled up into a ball. She pulled the blanket over herself, covering her entire body.

The body beneath the blanket trembled slightly, then began to swell and grow larger. The bed creaked and groaned with the sudden increase in weight. Finally, a thick, black snake tail fell out of the blanket and slammed onto the floor with a loud thud.

The intense emotions of the six-armed serpent demon caused Ivy-Beate's "mortal body" to no longer maintain its appearance.

Is there anything more tragic than being murdered by your lover and not even knowing why?

A delicate arm emerged from under the covers, groping towards the headboard, eventually finding its target and grabbing a pile of papers to take back.

She wrapped the blanket around herself with all four arms, and used her other two hands to blow her nose.

Its tail lashed angrily at the ground, each lash more violent than the last, making the whole house seem to tremble.

—I'm not crying, I just have sinusitis.

—You dog, calling you a dog is an insult to dogs.

—I won't let you off so easily.

—I want you to say goodbye to everything you have now. Power, fame, status… I want you to have nothing, to be all alone.

—When that day comes, before I kill you, I will give you a chance to answer my questions properly.

—You wait.

Just then, the urgent banging on the living room door made the six-armed snake demon sit up from the bed, which was already too heavy to bear.

Author's note: I have something to do tonight, so I'm updating early.

Chapter 32 The Second Wave of Uninvited Visitors

The six-armed serpent demon listened intently, and heard the sounds of the front door opening and voices coming from the living room outside.

Despite his hushed voice, Brockaway couldn't escape her keen hearing: "Why are you here now... Hey, what are you doing here?"

As he finished speaking, it felt as if something was pressing down on his throat.

Then came Lowen's terrified, shrill voice: "You—"

She shouted once and then there was no response.