cd front of the main gate of the prison is a wood, and through the path of the wood, a magnificent castle comes into view. But the thought of the Demon King living in it made me absent-minded, and I entered this castle as the Demon King's slave. The soldiers guarding the castle are male demons, but they didn't stop us. I was led into the castle by the maids. There were demons guarding each level along the way, and the maids were going around the buildings in the castle, following them as if I were a country bumpkin entering the city for the first time, not knowing anything. Finally, we came to a magnificent European-style building, and the maids led me up the stairs and slowly pushed open the door. The thick air rushed into my nose, the whole hall was in gray-blue tones, two rows of gray-blue and dark yellow pillars stood up beside the walkway, a red carpet spread all the way to the throne in front of me, and on the throne sat the cool-faced demon king. The maids led me to the Demon King's throne and knelt down on one knee. "Lord Demon King, why are you down here?" The devil king looked down at me from his throne, with a slight sulk in his eyes. "You guys go down and leave her to me." "Yes, Lord Demon King." The maids stood up and walked into a side entrance, leaving me with the Demon Lord in the empty living room. "Kneel down!" The demon king's roar jolted me awake, and I immediately reacted to the fact that I had been standing, and the other party was not only the demon king, but also my master, so I was probably rude like that. I lowered my head and got down on one knee like those two maids just now. There was a crash in my abdomen, and a strong pain spread out from my abdomen, but I was still in my original position, not bounced away. The collar around my neck suddenly locked tightly, and a drowning choking sensation filled my mind, and I gouged hard at the collar, trying to make a sound but unable to do so. I could only plead in my heart: Master ...... I was wrong ...... I will pay attention next time. With that, the collar returned to its original size, and I coughed as I touched my chest, and tears flooded my eyes as a result. The original vision was restored, and in front of me was a pair of black high heels with legs wrapped in black silk. When did the Demon King come down to stand in front of me, I looked up to see her serious expression. "I am your master." She pulled me up by the collar around my neck, in a warning like tone. "Yes, my master." My master could peer into my inner thoughts, so surely she knew that I didn't see her as my master yet in my heart. So I changed the name in my mind for her to master, and strong revulsion came like a tidal wave, and I forced myself to adapt to it. As long as, the will remains the same. The master let go of the collar, smiled slightly, and then turned around. "Follow me." I followed behind my master as she took me up to the second floor. The second floor was where the people lived, and the hall was much smaller compared to the first floor. Through the hall on the second floor, I walked into a corridor with doors on the wall separated from each other, and I thought that the room inside should be very large. But it was unusually cold, without a trace of popularity. The sound of the owner's high heels on the floor echoed throughout the second floor. "You take the room next to my room." Eventually the master stood in front of the big door of a room, twisted the handle directly and pushed open the two-page door panel. The size of the room I estimated to be more than sixty square meters, but the layout inside was very simple. There was only a bed, a table in the middle of the room, and four stools or something by the table, that is, there was nothing else but furniture. The blue tone of the room, I looked down at my chest hair, it should go well with me. But I'm a slave, is a room this posh really for me? "As long as you do my bidding, you are one man above all others." The master turned around and looked at me expressionlessly, rather than answering me. Even though the tone was cold, I felt the king-like dominance in it. I froze slightly at her remark, no wonder Lindsayce was whispering to me. "I'll call the maids over later, they can ask whatever you want." "Yes, Master." I didn't know how to respond to her well, I thought about it and had to learn the maid's tone. ------- After the master left, I sat on the blue mattress and looked at the remnants of the sunset outside the glass window; it would be evening soon, I think. Breathing in the air of the room, it felt slightly crisp. What am I really considered? Thinking back to the words of my master just now, as long as I do her bidding, I am above everyone else. Is this a good thing or a bad thing? As long as my master doesn't ask me to do anything too much, I think I will do it, after all, I'm not very good at refusing people's requests on Earth. But I would never want to be anyone's slave; I am my own, not anyone's private property. There was a dresser not far away, and remembering that I hadn't seen my appearance yet, I went over to look at it. First I was surprised by my own appearance, is this me? Only after I looked back did I look at myself closely, with long blue hair that reached the middle of my waist, eyebrows that were also all blue, ears that were pointed, and a face that didn't look like a human face, much like the mythical elves. Staring at my unfamiliar self in the mirror, it was as if a great fairy was gazing at me unblinkingly, so I lowered my head shyly. Looking up to see myself blushing slightly in the mirror, my heart felt as if something had hit me. Hastily escaping from the mirror, I sat back on the bed. The sky outside was dark, and the sunset had long since disappeared. Then I realized that it was me in the mirror, and the fact that I had become a girl hit me even harder. I thought of my family and friends on earth, my parents, I should be out of my body and come to the other world, so I should be dead on earth, and I am the only son, my parents must be very hard. I imagined my parents losing their voices and crying in front of my hearth, and my tears actually flowed unconsciously. My eyes glanced at the open door and found Lindsay standing there, Lindsay carrying a plate of pastries and Daisy carrying a plate with several glasses of colored water on it. I hurriedly dried my eyes and sniffled to suppress my tear ducts. "Linds, Daisy, come in." "Yes." The two maids answered at the same time and slowly walked in, placing their plates on the table in front of me and looking down at me apologetically. "I'm sorry, Lord Ilotia, we didn't mean to look." The apologetic voices overlapped as well, and I wondered if they had secretly practiced their lines behind my back and agreed to say them together. "It's okay, just a little homesick." I saw the pity in Lindsay's eyes for me and sighed. It's better to ask them something about this world first.