Cassiopeia and Satan met... This seems like a story that could be expanded into hundreds or thousands of words of open and covert struggles, filled with all sorts of boasting and attempts to win favor.
However, reality is different from the novel. Cassiopeia and Satan, with the help of Shirina, interact very politely in a rather formal manner and have complicated conversations.
Basically, it was an extremely tactful and artistic way of asking Cassiopeia if she wanted to stay in the Demon King's territory for a few days, and whether the Silvermoon Tree Garden needed anything for future trade.
It sounds like they're discussing a business partnership.
After all, even someone as dull as Cassiopeia and someone as naive as Satan Ye still needed to maintain a certain degree of caution when communicating as kings.
The former is just dull, not stupid; the latter is just naive, not foolish.
They know what to do and when to do it. When Ira is around, the two of them can be silly and coquettish, and even engage in scheming that is unlikely to happen. But now... as kings, they can't do that when they meet for the first time.
Ira estimated that it would take them a long time to finish their conversation, so he stayed in his room counting the elves' gifts... mostly small snacks and sachets, after all, these were gifts in the usual sense.
There are also commemorative self-defense daggers, the kind of small knives whose decorative and collectible significance outweighs their self-defense function. It feels like 80% of the budget for forging the daggers was spent on the openwork carving of the scabbard.
Ira sorted through the elves' gifts one by one and realized that the most numerous of them were musical scores of poems... The poems composed by the elves, which so many people longed for but could not obtain, could now fill one and a half drawers of his bedside table.
Even among legendary figures, this number is considered large.
As long as these poems, full of artistic embellishment, are spread, Ira will soon become known among bards as "a legendary hero who can occasionally surpass the brilliance of the gods and bring hope," and "the foremost person below the gods, a candidate for godhood appointed by the World Tree."
Unable to imagine such a future, Ira decided to lock the bedside table drawer.
Sitting there, Ira tossed the key to the bedside table into the unlocked bottom drawer and began rummaging through the pile of gifts, where all the parchment had already been collected.
The little fairies are helping Ira tidy up.
Iraq
"grown ups"
"Very popular"
"The Elves"
"welcome"
"..."
The three little fairies took turns piecing together their words into complete sentences without any noticeable pauses, while Ira opened a bag of dried fruit, took a bite of it herself, and tore off some more for the little fairies.
This is a food that tastes somewhat similar to dried sweet potatoes from my previous life, with a fairly healthy starchy sweetness.
"Yes, I helped Yiyue Bookstore a lot in the past."
Ira, whose speech was a little slurred from chewing on dried fruit, rewrapped the small package and placed it in the cupboard next to him. He planned to use this cupboard to store snacks and desserts, and there were already quite a few snacks there.
Silvermoon Tree Garden is rich in produce, so there are many snacks that can only be found in Silvermoon Tree Garden, which naturally makes it easy for the elves to think, "It would be great to send some food."
In fact, Ira thought so too, as did the little fairy who was enjoying the meal. After all, they weren't people who cared much about the value of the gifts, and he was indeed more willing to be happy because of the fairies' sentiments.
Ira unwrapped the gifts, then seemed to grab a heavy, loose bag. He gently pulled on it but couldn't lift it off the ground. Curious, he opened the package, revealing a dense array of rings inside.
"???"
Ira, stunned for a moment, and the little fairies examined the many rings in the package—or rather, thumb rings, wooden thumb rings made of strips that looked like vines joined together and then polished smooth.
It is clear that there is a mana aura emanating from it, so it is not just a decoration. Judging from the results of the incantation and mana probing, it seems to be a tool that can be used to store magic power.
Similar to the blood crystals that Ira used to make money, they have the same ability to store magic power, providing a backup place to store magic power for those who lack talent or whose magic power is relatively weak, like Vera.
And they are all equally expensive.
The rings in this bag clearly show signs of being handmade, indicating that the craftsmanship is gradually improving, so they were probably made by one of the elves. Ira could accept them without worry.
If it were an expensive gift, Iraq might not accept it so easily.
"..."
The next gift is a beautiful, shimmering, seven-colored bead. Because the Mana Wave sank into the sea, it is probably a very pretty ornament.
Ira chose to place the bead on the top of her bedside table as decoration... However, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I always feel that this bead is more than just an ornament.
“Your Highness Casiopeia, this is Ira’s room.”
“Ira, ah... is this your room? It feels a little small.”
The succubus maid and Cassiopeia's voices came from outside the door. Ira turned to look at the maid who had left and the elven queen who was curiously looking at his room. He nodded and said, "For me, this is already a very comfortable environment."
Moreover, it's actually quite similar to a large suite in the previous world, a rather nice place to live. The so-called "small" is only small compared to the large houses in Silvermoon Tree Garden and the Imperial Capital.
As he said this, Ira set aside the gifts he had only half-sorted and looked at Cassiopeia by the door, asking, "How long are you planning to stay? Are you staying tonight?"
He asked the question casually, as if they were old friends.
"The Demon King's Castle, there must be many rooms here, right?"
Faced with Casiopeia's somewhat confused question about the logic, Ira nodded and said, "Of course, there are enough empty rooms to accommodate everyone in the Silvermoon Tree Garden. One room per person is no problem at all."
"Then we'll leave tonight."
However, Casiopeia responded in this way... Why should we go back when there are enough rooms?
Ira, not quite understanding, twitched his lips helplessly, but he was already well aware of Cassiopeia's cluelessness. He walked out the door and asked, "Have you seen that stone tablet?"
"Hmm? That one? I hadn't even started looking at that one when I saw you."
"Then I'll take you to see it and translate the language of the Age of Gods."
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The two left the room, and the beautiful glass bead that Ira had placed on the bedside table seemed to rotate slightly in their direction as it shimmered with light.
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