CHAPTER 478: HELP ME ACT OUT A SHOW (2/2)

“You… you devil!” The bandit leader yelled as he pointed a shaking finger at me. His voice had cracked from trying to hold back his tears, while his other underlings had broken down completely, some even falling unconscious from the terror.

“I’m a devil? Hah. Well, I won’t deny that.” I coldy sneered at the human scum lying before me. “What about you lot then? If I was an ordinary helpless girl, what would happen to me?”

“I… I…”

It was true that my actions were self-serving and inhumane, but that was how the world was, wasn’t it? The only difference between me and him was how quickly the tables had turned on his perfect plan to add me to his harem. Just because he was now the victim, I had turned into a devil in his eyes, regardless of what he had tried to do to me before.

Yet if one was going to kill, one should also be prepared to be killed!

“That’s enough idle chatter for now. My time is limited. You will follow me now, and when necessary, you will follow my instructions completely, or else…

“So you’ll let us go if we do as you say?”

“I don’t know about letting you go, but as long as the job is done well, I will give you a chance at living.”

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“I… what do you want us to do?” He quickly asked, anxious to grasp onto this ray of hope before I changed my mind.

“Very simple.” I smiled even wider at that point. “I need you to pursue me…”

“…”

“It’s alright if you do not understand why now, in time you will. Regine will lead us to the spot, I will explain on the way.”

“But… some of our companions are still unconscious from the shock.”

“Unconscious from the shock? I guess I won’t need them then. Kill them.”

The moment I said that, the bandits who were supposed to be unconscious immediately sprang to their feet and threw themselves at my feet begging, “Don’t… I’m not unconscious… don’t kill me… I don’t want to die yet…”

Hmph, I just knew those potatoes were lying.

Through my telescope, I was able to spot the distant figures of Nicole and Neneth riding atop their white horses as they approached Lyon.

Nicole really has grown up, hasn’t she… I still remember when she was still a flat-chested little girl; her development isn’t half bad. She’s prettier now, but her face seems as heartbreakingly cold as Regine…

As for Neneth… why is she even munching on bread while riding a horse? Doesn’t she know that she might bite her tongue like that?

“Everyone’s ready, I assume. Later, I will run out and call for help while you guys chase after me from behind. Remember to put some effort into the acting, otherwise I will feed your hearts to the spiders.” I coldly instructed the eight nervous bandits around me as we hid out in a nearby forest. “Remember, it won’t just be one of you who dies, it will be all of you. Got it?”

“Understood…” The bandits answered shakingly as they threw me one last look. Yet the moment they realised that they met eyes with me, they instinctively recoiled back and turned away.

Seems like I have become the literal devil to them. No matter, I’m a Devil to begin with. As long as they do well for me, I’m not opposed to giving them a chance to turn over a new leaf.

“If the plan turns out well, I will remove the spiders within every one of you. Who knows, you guys might even make some change in the process.” Having said that, I fetched out a gold coin from my dimensional ring and threw it at the feet of the bandits. As the golden coin spun through the air, their eyes immediately darted to it.

The typical carrot and stick. Now that the bandits were not only motivated by fear, but also by gold, they were a lot more receptive to my instructions. The eight of them nodded their heads in unison confidently while saying, “We will do our best, milady. You are most generous to us…”

With that last bit settled, I turned around to Regine who had been silently waiting at my side. “Regine, I need you to watch them from behind. If anyone tries anything funny, kill them.”

“Understood, master.”