It didn't take long for things to come to light. They now knew where the numerous dried vomit marks on the ground came from. The Viennese caged the Beauty-abomination, who had been stripped of most of his power, and forced him to inspect various works of art, judging their value based on how disgusting he felt.
"There are all unchecked items there."
Makchita pouted towards a dark corner behind them, showing a frightened look on his face - this look was also very local.
Nese noticed that there was a narrow door where the beauty-hating demon was pointing. After entering, it turned out to be a storage room that was not too small.
Inside the storage room, large and small paintings are stacked up to the ceiling on one side, and on the other side are all exquisite handicrafts. The gems everywhere reflect dazzling light. From large to small, there are five long tables inlaid with gold threads. If anyone else had come here, they would have plunged into this dazzling pile of treasures and been unable to extricate themselves.
But their biggest reaction was Winnie saying, "What a waste."
Blaize was even more impatient for another thing: he left Anquor and the girl behind, ran over and grabbed a small half-length portrait, ran back, and held it up in front of Makchita seriously. The beauty-hating demon grunted in pain, but did not turn his face or cover his eyes - it seemed that the metal wire extending from the side of the cage and sinking into the skin of his forehead worked.
"So this painting is something beautiful?" Blazer turned the painting over and looked at it curiously. Wei Ni came over and took a look:
"Portrait of Madame Mainisnon. The most graceful and luxurious woman in Vicardo. It is from Danin Kerr, a painter who has been very popular in the past two years."
"So this painting is very good?"
"Just practicing."
"That's it. Don't disgust me. Can we finish?" The beauty-hating demon gasped desperately, which once again made the little boy feel happy.
"So you are really so magical! Mr. Fat Devil!" He laughed loudly, put down the bust, and ran back to take out a gem falcon. This time it didn't cause much reaction from Makchita.
Blaize threw the falcon aside in disappointment, then ran back and took out a black wooden box.
"Ah. Don't open it, don't open it."
Before the boy could get closer, Makchita turned her face to the fullest angle and breathed heavily, "You can't stand it anymore, go away. I can't stand it anymore!"
This only made Blazer more interested. "You haven't seen what's inside yet!" He said as he stepped forward, stood on tiptoes and pointed the box towards Macchita, wanting to open it to him at the nearest position——
Nesse snatched the box away with a snap of her hand.
"I think we've all had enough," he said darkly, putting the box in his arms. The beauty-hating demon exhaled a gas that smelled of rotten oranges and bile, with gratitude in his eyes. Anquor and the little girl both retreated to the wall - they seemed to be quite resistant to interacting with the beauty-hating demon, and they were also a little afraid of Nesse. Blazer patted his empty hands without any embarrassment.
Nesei approached the Beauty-Hateful Demon, "Makchita, I will free you from Viennis's magical prison, if you are willing to help us. You know what to do."
"Yes! Of course I do!"
"Every devil says yes. Don't play tricks. We're talking devilishly now. Give me a reason to trust you."
The Beauty-Hating Demon glanced at Nese aggrievedly, showing an expression of sudden stomachache.
"You know... I'm not correcting your mistake. Of course I can understand... You are like a precious cat who has wandered around." He scratched the frayed back mane on his crest with a short little arm. Mao, "When you go out into the fields, of course you will also catch mice. It's just..."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
"cough……"
"He wants to say that he can't make you believe in him. On the contrary, you should make him believe in you. This is the way of the devil." Winnie leaned against the wall, folding her arms and spoke lazily, "It's strange to say, Why do you always do it the other way around?"
Although her sarcasm was very subtle, Nese quickly understood what she meant, changed her expression, and looked at Makchita.
"No! I definitely didn't mean that! Please forgive me." The beauty-hating demon immediately panicked, looking at his round belly with four eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about. But soon he seemed to make up his mind and raised his head with a strange light in his eyes:
"I can tell you something in exchange. A secret recipe. The Viennese family's secret recipe."
"Hey! I haven't agreed yet!" Blazer said. Nesse ignored him and said to Makchita: "Speak."
Blaize suddenly pulled Anquor and rushed forward, interposing between the demon and Nesse. "That's my thing! I should have the final say." He stretched out his arms, waved them hard to block, and patted Anquor vigorously: "Tell them that it is ours. It is up to us to decide anyway. Anquol But, tell them."
"That should also be decided by the encore." There was a pause among everyone, and the shadowy and silent little girl spoke again.
"Anquor decides. But Anquor will listen to me." Blaize said with certainty.
Makchita looked at the heir to power with a complicated expression he had learned later. Winnie gloated: "Oh? What will Anquor say?"
"Listen to me!" Blaize said naturally.
"Brother. Actually, we should let Makchita reveal the secret recipe." Anquor whispered.
"Huh? Why?" Blaize looked at his brother dubiously, rolled his eyes, and showed an expression of realization, "So you know it again!" He burst out laughing.
"Speak, speak!" With a heroic wave of his hand - which looked very much like a gesture that would be placed as a statue in a public square - he picked up Anquor and walked aside.
Nese made a "please" gesture.
The beauty-hating demon kept following Blaize. Only then did he turn around again, "It's actually very simple." His tone was unusually cautious, with a pleading light in his eyes, "It's just a secret recipe that can control me. Ordinary people can also use it."
"Are you talking about a method that allows anyone to control demons?" Winnie asked nonchalantly, "Is it just you, or can you control other demons as well?"
As if she was about to have a heart attack in the next second, Makchita looked at her with a distorted face and blinked her eyes. The half-elf immediately knew the answer.
"Then why not..." She asked subconsciously, but Nesai interrupted her with an unusually serious tone: "Please tell me."
Makchita began to speak in a low voice. There was a strange atmosphere in the air, and several ears were perked up to listen.
After a while, he finished speaking.
"You can try it on me first...but please don't hurt me." The Beauty-Hating Demon looked at Nesai, "There should be a small gray crossbow at the very end of the storage room..."
"I will."
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