Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Hell of Passion



As Yinla watched the bustling demon castle draw ever closer, he tugged at the bell hanging on the door. With a clear "ding-a-ling~", the big cat knew someone was getting off the vehicle.

However, there are also many people preparing to board the cat car at the bone pillars near the city, so the cat car was supposed to stop anyway.

"call……"

After Shirina let out a sigh of relief, Illa immediately looked at her with concern. He took the initiative to support Shirina, who was still relatively stable, and asked, "How are you feeling? Are you dizzy?"

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"Huh?"

Because of Illa's sudden contact, Sirina made a questioning sound. She looked at the smiling demon passersby around her, coughed twice, and said, "No...no...it's not like we're on a ship."

It seems that the motion sickness Ira had anticipated did not occur.

While in the cat cart, he was ready to spread his wings at any moment and turn Sylvanas's vomit to ashes... but Sylvanas seemed quite calm the whole way.

Thinking about it that way, Hillina probably only gets seasick and not carsick... Ira does know people like that, but most of them are the kind of people who are unwilling to spend credits to get treatment.

That was a long time ago...

"That couple is so cheesy!"

"Yeah, hehehe~"

"My child is already so big, I'm so envious."

That's exactly what I meant!

"..."

Amidst the whispers of the demons, Yinra, who could be considered a teenager by appearance, released the slightly flushed Xilina. He glanced at Satan Ye, who was chuckling, wondering what this "grown-up kid" was laughing about.

"These demons really love gossiping... Don't they have anything better to do?"

Sylvanas complained softly, and the demons who heard her froze. They had been whispering amongst themselves, clearly not expecting Sylvanas and Ira to be so perceptive. They then turned their heads away and whistled.

Pretend nothing happened...

"..."

In the slight silence, Shirina held the Inra, which she was asking for directions from passersby. Like Satan Ye, she looked around with curiosity at the Gothic-style castle built of black bricks.

How should I put it? It feels like I've returned to the Demon King's castle... However, the vast majority of the monster residents here are demons in suits and ties, but there are also some people like them who wear clothes with very different styles.

There are alien races and demons... among them, succubi are the most numerous.

Soon, Yinla received his answer. He returned and pointed to the street, saying, "The Blood Pool Craftsman lives at number 115 on this street. Just walk straight and you'll see him."

"..."

After waiting for a while, Yinla didn't get a response from Sirina and Satan. He turned to the two who were just silently following behind and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nothing really happened, it just felt a bit strange.

"Hell seems to be very... hospitable."

As Satan Ye said this, she looked puzzled and said, "I've been curious before, why don't the demons ask about our identities, but instead talk to you so enthusiastically, Mr. Yinla?"

Yes, Satan Ye really doesn't understand this. In her impression, no matter what country it is... when you meet a stranger, whether he is asking for directions or asking for someone's location, you should at least try to find out his or her purpose.

"Indeed, the people here in Hell are very hospitable."

Yinla nodded in response, looking at the signs on the surrounding roads, and said, "But you can probably sense that their strength is extremely high... at least much more terrifying than that of the Prime Material Plane."

That's certainly true. Outside the town, things are a bit more normal, and the lesser demons that walk around are just ordinary lesser demons. But once you get into the city... extreme fire demons, moon demons, and the like are practically everywhere.

Legends abound, but the strong are no better than dogs.

"Perhaps it's our strength that brings us confidence, or perhaps it's something else... In my opinion, a clear mind isn't a bad thing for us, after all, we really don't intend to do anything bad, do we?"

As Yinla said this, just as he had always been a very gentle person, he rubbed Satan Ye's head and said, "They trust us, and we really have no ill intentions, just as you and everyone in the Demon King's territory trust me."

Satan Ye, who had gotten caught up in the situation, tilted her head. After thinking about it, she felt that there was nothing wrong with the logic—because the three of them really had no ill will towards Hell, so the demons' enthusiasm was not a problem.

That seems to make a lot of sense.

Sylvanas: "..."

She opened her mouth, but after thinking for a moment, she didn't say anything. However, she looked at Inra, who was leisurely finding her way, and sighed, "Originally, we should have used more violent means to solve the problem... Lady Inra."

It's normal to have such thoughts, after all, this has always been the impression that Yimra has left on everyone... since the war, she has always had an extremely strong image.

Even the word "strong" itself has become a label for Yoon-ra.

Recall that Yinla used "kill, kill, kill" to stand out in the Tower of Pure White, and used "kill, kill, kill" to help the empire gain an advantage, even after arriving in the Demon King's territory...

Anyone who betrays us will be killed.

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