Picked up a Demon King to be a Maid

“I want power, to benefit the people.”

Snow answered Anderson’s question like that.

“Peh! Don’t try to fool me with those lies, I’m a dying man, can you bear to lie to me?”

Although Snow was calculating and seemed like a scheming whore that was only intent on climbing up the ladder, Anderson could tell she wasn’t that kind of person.

Snow must be hiding some secret!

Since Anderson knew that he didn’t have long left to live, it was a good thing he could resolve a large knot before dying so he decided to get to the bottom of it.

“Oh, you’re quite perceptive.”

Detecting his intense curiosity, Snow raised her brows while turning around, leaving Elona and walking towards Anderson by herself.

“Master, you…”