Rejected the Demon’s Marriage Proposal Thousands of Times

Demon (2)

Even as Anna got out of the carriage not far from Pomegranate Lane, “Young Master Parrish” did not say anything.
After the carriage door was closed, the carriage quickly disappeared from Anna’s sight.
She looked at her bleeding knee and limped inside.

He said she wanted to take care of her injuries, but he didn’t even offer to treat her wounds.
She just knew that the demon was up to something.
Fortunately, she was resolute and neither agreed to him nor let him find out that she could see him.

She believed that it was impossible for an ordinary person to discover that the demon could possess others, and she must not let the devil know about her ability to see through him, an ability that might have come with her transmigration.　

Pomegranate Lane was located to the west of Blue Rock City.
Although it was not a slum, it was not any better.
Anna got off the carriage early to avoid the commotion caused by the appearance of a luxury carriage.

As soon as she walked two steps in, she saw someone sobbing quietly.
Following the sound, she saw a boy who was only eight or nine years old trying to suppress his crying.
His body was covered with all sorts of scars, large and small, new and old.
Hearing the movement, the boy looked up suddenly, his brown eyes filled with panic.

Anna pursed her lips, and walked by silently without looking away.

This child is the son of Bobby the butcher, and she knew he must have been beaten by his father again.
Before she transmigrated over here, Bobby got drunk and beat his wife until she was immobile in bed, and she also saw Bobby beat a child once after she transmigrated over.
Back then, she had naively tried to stop him, but not only was she unable to stop Bobby from beating someone, she was even pushed down by Bobby.

This era was different after all.
The people around her had long been numb to all this.
Wife and children belonged to the head of the family, and no one would care even if they were beaten to death.
They had already tried their best to ensure their own survival, and they had no intention of caring about the life and death of others.　　

The girl Anna transmigrated into was seventeen years old this year.
She was just an ordinary civilian.
In addition to her and her parents, she also had two younger brothers and one younger sister in the family.
Although the family did not go hungry, they still were only just getting by.

The level of productivity in this era was similar to that of the Middle Ages.
Mage spells and other supernatural elements existed, but they were rare.
At least, in the past few days since she transmigrated, she hadn’t seen them—until just now, when she saw a goat-horned demon who for some reason just couldn’t let her be.　　

Anna inherited all the memories of the original body, but these memories were like a foreign language she once learned, and there was a certain alienation between her and these memories.
It took her nearly a day to speak fluently.

She didn’t know why she transmigrated here, and she didn’t know how to go back.
She regained her energy after two days of being in low spirits.
At the very least, she must survive and stay alive in this terrible era.

It wasn’t until right now that Anna suddenly remembered that the person who was possessed by the demon just now seemed to be the son of Lord Wilson, the lord of the Blue Stone City and the surrounding area.
Everyone referred to him as Young Master Parrish.

Because of the shock and fear that the demon brought to her, she didn’t even notice that the son of the lord was young and handsome.

She couldn’t help but rejoice.
Thanks to her wit, she was not fooled into signing a contract with a demon, otherwise that Young Master Parrish would be her future.

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Rothgarr was full of confidence in winning the bet at first, but the failure of his first objective made him wonder if this human realm had changed.

The carriage returned to the estate of the Lord Wilson of the Blue Stone City, and Rothgarr’s memories of Parrish were enough to not arouse suspicion in anyone.

When passing by the earl’s mansion garden, a blond maid who had some impression in Parrish’s memory was watering the flowers.
Seeing him, the tall maid immediately put down the shower and held her skirts to salute: “Good day, Master Parrish!　　

Rothgarr’s footsteps paused, searched through Parrish’s memories, smiled and said, “Abigail, would you be willing…”　　

Hearing the handsome and charming young master calling her name in a magnetic voice, Abigail was about to faint with excitement.
She cupped her face in her hands and screamed excitedly: “I’m willing! I’m willing! Young Master Parrish, you can do anything to me!”　　

The smile on Rotgar’s face quickly disappeared, and he took a short step back in disgust, as if he was afraid of being contaminated with something.

But at the same time, he had a sense of satisfaction that things were back on track.

This was the human world he used to be familiar with.
This was the disgusting way a human woman should behave.

So, what was the deal with the human girl who had purposefully fallen in front of his carriage earlier?