A clear and rhythmic knock on the door rang out outside the silent room. The sound was like a key that instantly shattered the original tranquility within the room.

  Shortly after, a loud and respectful voice came clearly from outside the door: "Your Highness Elise, the criminal who slandered Her Majesty the Queen verbally has been successfully apprehended and is currently being held in the old dungeon of Loles, awaiting your judgment."

  Elise, whose gaze had been fixed intently on Kloeber, slowly withdrew it. Instead of responding to the person outside the door in a hurry, she walked gracefully to a nearby seat and sat down gently.

  Then, she extended her slender, onion-like jade hand, picked up the cup of coffee on the table that was still steaming, and took a delicate sip. Her movements were slow and elegant, as if time itself had slowed down for her.

  Moments later, she put down the cup, parted her red lips, and said unhurriedly, "Throw him into the Biting Well of Loles. I believe he must enjoy the feeling of gossiping."

  It seemed that the person outside the door stumbled upon hearing this. Immediately after, his trembling voice came: "As you command, Your Highness Elise."

  "The Biting Well of Loles? What kind of place is that?" Kloeber pondered inwardly. He keenly detected the oddity in the voice of the person outside the door, a deep-seated fear. He immediately searched through the information in the worldview in his mind, and soon, his face changed slightly.

  It turned out that the Biting Well of Loles was actually a terrifying lair filled with venomous snakes! Kloeber drew in a sharp breath. Just for verbally slandering the queen, someone was to be thrown into that deadly nest of venomous snakes. Such a measure was truly ruthless.

  Was this out of sincere love and protection for the queen, or did she simply take pleasure in it? Kloeber's eyes narrowed slightly, like a vigilant cheetah. He increasingly felt that this seemingly innocent and lovely little princess before him actually had a side that was unknown to others.

  "Well, have you made up your mind? Not just anyone has the qualification to make a deal with me," Elise's voice sounded again, as clear as the tinkling of silver bells yet with a hint of indisputability, interrupting Kloeber's train of thought.

  As she spoke, wisps of white breath escaped gently from her mouth. It was unclear whether this white breath was due to the low temperature in the room or the chilling coldness in her words.

  However, Kloeber wasn't someone who could be easily intimidated. He stared fearlessly into Elise's eyes and said coldly, "Make a deal with someone who has me under control? Sorry, I'm not interested."

  As soon as these words were spoken, Elise's hand that was about to take a sip of coffee froze abruptly. Her slender, white fingers still held the cup, suspended in mid-air, as if time had stood still at that moment.

  She turned her face slightly, making it difficult to discern her expression at that moment. If an ordinary person had been present and witnessed someone daring to reject Elise on the spot, they would probably have been scared out of their wits.

  However, surprisingly, Elise didn't get angry. She tilted her head slightly and let out a soft laugh, saying, "Interesting. I like dealing with people like you."

  Her tone suddenly changed, and a flash of sharpness crossed her eyes. "I just want to know whether you're bluffing or just being arrogant," she said. Her gaze was like a cold viper, fixing intently on Kloeber as if trying to see through him.

  Kloeber didn't flinch either. He stared back at her, his eyes showing no trace of fear, as if declaring his firmness to her.

  "You probably forgot one thing," Kloeber smiled faintly, a hint of mystery and confidence in his smile.

  "One thing?" Elise frowned slightly and looked at him in confusion.

  "I'm a demon," Kloeber said each word deliberately, his voice deep and powerful, as if carrying an inherent deterrence.

  The room was instantly enveloped in a deathly silence, and the air seemed to turn cold at that very moment. The originally spacious and luxurious room was now filled with an icy atmosphere, making it feel oppressive.

  I don't know how much time had passed, but Elise suddenly burst into laughter. While laughing, she said, "You're right. I almost forgot that you're a demon. A lawless demon without any moral constraints." There was a hint of relief in her laughter, and it also seemed to carry a trace of excitement. "But the more so, the more I think it's more valuable to cooperate with you."

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  After saying that, Elise stood up. Her figure was as light and graceful as a fluttering butterfly. She slowly walked up to Kloeber. She just stood there quietly, gazing at Kloeber, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry and a touch of expectation.

  Suddenly, she waved her right hand gently and mumbled something. In an instant, a mysterious magical light flashed, and a clear cracking sound resounded throughout the room. The ropes that had been tightly binding Kloeber were cut as if by an invisible sharp blade and scattered to the ground one after another. Kloeber regained his freedom.

  Kloeber slowly sat up, rubbed his wrists that had been chafed red by the ropes, and said indifferently, "First, let's hear if your deal can pique my interest. If not, sorry, I won't participate."

  His words seemed plain, but they actually held hidden subtleties. He skillfully used language techniques. He neither completely rejected the deal that Elise was about to propose nor did he fully commit. By using the excuse of arousing his interest, he placed the two of them in a delicate opposing relationship. This kind of verbal art, invisibly, pushed the party with the need, namely Elise, into a more disadvantaged position psychologically.

  Elise opened her mouth slightly. For some reason, a sense of unease suddenly welled up in her heart. "I'm actually making a deal with a demon? If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely think I'm crazy. But come to think of it, making a deal with a demon is really quite thrilling," she thought to herself.

  Subconsciously, she shook her head, trying to shake off these chaotic thoughts from her mind. She told herself that she couldn't let herself fall into a passive situation.

  Elise deliberately raised her voice, trying to make it sound more firm and forceful: "I want you to be my informant and help me keep an eye on every move of my eldest sister."

  Upon hearing Elise's words, the corners of Kloeber's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. He squinted his eyes halfway and quietly sized up Elise. There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, as if he were examining a cute pet. "

  Why should I help you? What benefits will I get from it?" As Kloeber spoke, he suddenly extended his right hand and, with a gentle flick of his fingertips, tilted up Elise's chin. In an instant, the distance between the two was so close that they could almost feel each other's breath, and the atmosphere became ambiguous and subtle.

  Elise's eyes widened as she looked at Kloeber's face, which was so beautiful that it was almost otherworldly. Her heart skipped a beat. Clearly, both of them were female, but for some inexplicable reason, at the moment when Kloeber tilted up her chin, an indescribable flutter of emotion welled up in her heart.

  "System: Elise's favorability has increased by eleven points." The cold prompt sound of the system rang out in Kloeber's mind at the right moment.

  Elise parted her lips slightly, and a trace of dazedness flashed in her eyes. Kloeber leaned in slightly and could clearly smell the vanilla fragrance emanating from her lips and teeth.

  That fragrance was delicate and refreshing, like a gentle spring breeze caressing the heart, making one intoxicated. Even Kloeber, after experiencing this fragrance, couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart. Indeed, as the third princess of the royal family, whether it was her appearance, figure, or the temperament she exuded, it was enough to enchant most people.

  But Elise quickly snapped out of this dazed state. Her face instantly turned red, and she quickly reached out to push away Kloeber's hand, coquettishly exclaiming, "What are you doing?"

  "Your Highness Elise, if you want others to work for you, without the motivation of benefits, no one will be willing to put in the effort. Don't you agree?" Kloeber retracted his hand and looked at Elise quietly. There was a hint of scrutiny and a touch of teasing in his eyes.

  "Of course, you won't be short of rewards. However, before that, I need to know if you're worthy of my trust." Elise snorted softly and said, feigning composure. However, her slightly rapid breathing and flickering eyes betrayed her true thoughts.

  She seemed to still be reminiscing about Kloeber's gesture of tilting up her chin just now. Her gaze involuntarily landed on Kloeber's jade-white hand, and her breathing quickened slightly due to nervousness, causing her chest to rise and fall gently.

  Although she tried her best to hide her emotions and act as naturally as possible, these subtle changes did not escape Kloeber's sharp eyes.

  Kloeber immediately understood. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a barely noticeable smile. He slid off the bed nimbly and, before Elise could react, grabbed her hand.

  This sudden contact made Elise's delicate body tremble slightly. A complex mix of emotions welled up in her heart, including surprise and a trace of inexplicable anticipation.

  Kloeber gently twirled his fingertips, and their fingertips intertwined and then clasped tightly. The touch of Elise's skin on his fingertips felt like touching the finest silk, cool and smooth, making him feel ecstatic. And as Kloeber had expected, Elise did not reject this ambiguous way of holding hands.

  Of course, to a large extent, this was because Kloeber currently had a female appearance. Since they were both female, Elise naturally did not have too much defensiveness against such intimate actions.

  "What do you want to do?" Elise instinctively furrowed her brow slightly, and a trace of confusion and wariness showed in her expression. But amidst this confusion and wariness, there was also a hint of surprise, as well as an indescribable sense of excitement. Perhaps, there was also some anticipation that she herself was not even aware of?

  Kloeber said straightforwardly, "Your Highness Elise, I know your secret. You're infatuated with your eldest sister, Ashina, to the point of madness."

  Elise's eyes suddenly widened, filled with shock and disbelief. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something but was too stunned to speak. This look in her eyes clearly indicated that Kloeber had hit the nail on the head with what he said.

  "Stop using the language of demons to bewitch me! I know! This is all your trick!" Elise's voice was filled with anger and panic. She tried to use anger to cover up her inner panic and unease. However, the angrier she became, the more certain Kloeber was that his thoughts were correct.