บท 403: A princess who is not respected

Amara glanced at Max and indifferently said, "He is my new human slave who I found wandering around here. What? You have a problem with that?"

"N-No, young lady. I don't have any problem." The demon hurriedly shook his head before saying, "Please follow me, young lady. I'll take you to the elders. I've already informed them about you."

Whoosh!

Saying this, he flapped his wings and flew toward the exit of the forest. Amara was about to follow him when she suddenly remembered that Max couldn't fly.

She then extended her hand toward him. Max thought she was asking him to hold her hand while they flew.

Just as he was about to grab her hand, a wave of demon energy burst out of Amara's hand. It turned into a giant claw, which grabbed Max before lifting him up.

A light smile played on her blood-red lips and she softly whispered, "I apologise, Master, but we have to play our roles properly."