her herself twisted in her room and put on the little dress given by her demon master, the hem of which just reached the upper part of her knees, and the long sleeves were white. Looking at the puddle of blood that had solidified on the floor, she covered her heart and sighed. The first time I wore a dress was more or less uncomfortable, but now was not the time for me to dwell on that, first I had to survive. I walked to the iron door of this cell with bare feet and slowly pulled it open. There were only the two maids guarding the door, and they saw me and opened their mouths, but no words came out. Thinking of my status as a slave, I once again endured the strong discomfort inside me. "Maid-sama, please lead the way for me." The two maids froze slightly, then lowered their heads, and one of them spoke. "Lord Ilotia, you are the one who deserves to be called Lord, you can just call us by our names." I looked at them in confusion, were slaves of higher status than maids. Another maid began to explain for me. "Lord Irodia is only the slave of Lord Demon King, and is not related to us." That means I am just the master's exclusive slave, maybe the exclusive is closer to the master, is that why they call me Lord. But I won't dwell on this issue anymore. "And what are your names?" "My name is Linds." "My name is Daisy." The two maids are the same height, the same hair color and hairstyle, and the color of the horns on their heads are the same. But the pupil color is different, Linds's pupil color is brownish, Daisy's is blackish. "Please lead the way." With a slight nod the two maids turned in unison and led the way for me in front. Outside was a long corridor with brown walls, one cell connected to another, not knowing if there were any prisoners inside. After following Desiree and the girls for a while, I was a bit curious if they would find out if I sneaked away, because I was barefoot and would not make any sound at all when I walked, instead, the shoes of the two maids clacked in the silent corridor. So I stopped and tried to sneak around and walk in the opposite direction. "Ilotia-sama." The two maids immediately turned around and looked at me with difficult faces. "Please Ilotia-sama cooperate with us and don't run away, if Ilotia-sama disappears we will be killed by the demon lord." That high-cold demon lord, the woman who is my master. Biting my lower lip, although I have no friendship with Linsdale in the slightest, I don't want to harm them because of myself, and besides, even if I slip away, I don't know this place, and 99% of them will be recaptured by my master. "Sorry, let's go." "Yes." The two maids folded their palms in front of their bodies, bowed their backs slightly and nodded gently before turning back to lead the way for me, looking rather like the palace maids in an old TV show. I looked at their backs, trying to learn a little about this world through the two of them. "Are Linds and Daisy sisters?" I started by getting close. "Yes." Unanimously, they answered. No wonder they look so much alike, then the next question. "Is it the exclusive maid of Lord Demon King?" "Yes." "What kind of person is she, Lord Demon King?" The two maids suddenly stopped and turned to look at me with two pairs of eyes full of melancholy. Lindsay bowed slightly towards me and explained, "Lord Demon King's name is Furtoril, and it is said that this one is the most brutal one ever." Daisy also curtsied to me as Lindsay did, "We are the seventh appointment of the Lord Demon King's maids, four of the first six were tortured and two were killed." "Why?" I frowned, if it was also two people for one maid, then there were four maids who died at the master's hands. "For not working carefully enough." Linds replied. "Yes, Lord Demon King requires meticulousness, and the slightest mistake in doing something can cost one's life." Daisy replied. The two maids looked at each other and their faces turned white instantly. "Lord Ilotia, please forget about it." Both of them begged me in unison, and I was a bit confused about the situation. "What is it?" "The Demon Lord can read your inner thoughts, and if she finds out that we stopped to gossip on our way to lead you to your room, we will be punished." "All right." Nodded with mixed emotions. As I watched them warily turn back and continue to lead the way for me, my heart clogged up for a moment, and I had to try to make myself forget that the maids were here to stop and explain things to me. But the more I tried to forget about it, the more clearly I remembered it, and at times like this, it was easier to ask myself what would keep me from caring about the small talk I had just had. "You can talk to me as you go. What is a humanoid weapon Irodia?" I don't think it would be a crime to explain that, it's not like she has a rule against chatting during the lead, Master Demon King, just don't stop delaying. "Ilotia is the most powerful weapon of our demon race, and so far no one can match the full firepower of Ilotia, whether it's the brave, or the demon king ......" Here Lindsay paused, and Daisy went on. "Actually you are the third generation of Ilotia. But we I don't know how the humanoid weapon Ilotia was made, and I also hope that Lord Ilotia won't tell us anything in the experiments, which are beyond the knowledge of us, the lower level." This information was enough, at least I got a little bit of an idea of what kind of person the Demon Lord, also known as my master, was. Also inquired a little bit about me, experiments, what experiments actually I don't know, so even if I wanted to talk to Lindsay and the girls there is nothing to tell. The place where I woke up at first seemed to be surrounded by a blue substance, the air was filled with blue smoke and visibility was very low. But it didn't take long for the white-robed men to make me pass out. "So who are we going to fight?" "Humans." Linds answered me briefly, but it made my heart tremble slightly. Although I didn't cross paths with the humans in this world, I was a real normal human in my previous life, so I was more or less close to them, right? If I were to slaughter humans ......