Chapter 567 Mr. Lanqi's Summer Dinner

In this hot summer, the mansion next to Lisandra's house is always brightly lit and full of music at night.

"Is there anything I should be aware of when I see Mr. McCarthy?"

Lysandra though felt a little tired after the long trek home from work.

But since the other party took the initiative to invite me, I was surprised and felt that this was a rare opportunity.

Going to see the palace next door is also a rare relaxation.

Maybe tomorrow I can tell it to the princess as a new experience and interesting story.

The only thing that made Lisandra feel a little nervous was that she was wondering if the other party was a demon who was too unattainable. After all, in the eyes of the demons, his existence was too mysterious.

"Don't worry about anything. He is not like any demon you imagine."

The serious butler Luca rarely smiled and stopped briefly to speak.

“…”

Lysandra followed the butler through the path, and her vision instantly opened up from the woods.

In the azure garden, male and female guests were like night moths, circling among whispers, wine and stars.

On tidal nights, guests can be seen jumping into the blue waves from the water's edge or bathing in the moonlight on the beach. Several magic boats draw white ripples in the harbor, dragging water skis.

Luxurious magic vehicles transformed into buses, traveling back and forth in the city under the moonlight, picking up and dropping off guests.

The gardeners, who are well-trained and skillful like troops, will clean the garden in real time with rags, brushes, hammers and gardening shears, and transport away garbage such as fruit peels.

Lysandra remembered that every morning when she set out for the palace, she would see growers on the outskirts of Naikaris delivering dozens of baskets of freshly picked demonic fruits.

After passing through the outer garden and entering the restaurant, she understood that the fruits were cut in half, the cores removed and the flesh scooped out, leaving only the pulp. The magic device in the restaurant only required simple operation by the servants to squeeze out hundreds of cups of ice-cold fresh juice within half an hour.

Standing in the restaurant lobby, Lysandra's eyes were instantly attracted by the brilliance above the sky.

The three-dimensional relief of the Age of Gods carved on the dome shines like stars. The magnificent wall lamps reflect the light-colored stone carvings and carve countless bright light marks on the pure chalk floor.

The reflections from top to bottom make you feel like you are in the Age of Gods.

She couldn't help but wonder what kind of artwork this demon had left behind.

Between the banquet tables, silver candlesticks sparkled in the firelight, casting shadows of light dancing in the air. The demons, dressed in luxurious attire, were having a dinner party. They toasted to each other, and laughter and conversation echoed in the banquet hall.

Be obsessed with money and luxury.

Unlike the fallen nobles like Lysandra, the other guests here seemed to be the real upper class dignitaries of Nakaris today. The few demons whose faces she recognized were the ministers of the demon world whom she usually didn't even dare to greet when she was near the palace.

The halo made her feel a little dizzy for a moment.

When she came to her senses again, she found that the butler had said goodbye and walked away, starting his busy work. A corresponding servant also came to her side and guided her around the banquet.

The bar was busy, and trays of drinks were constantly being delivered by the waiters like flying.

It was Lysandra's first time visiting the McCarthy homeland.

She believed that there were not many guests invited tonight.

This is a high-end custom restaurant with a membership system. Lisandra doesn't even know what the threshold is to become a member of this restaurant. She only knows that if she is not Mr. McCarthy's neighbor, she would probably never have the chance to set foot in such a temple.

"As a rising noble, Lord Thunder Gareth Nokta needs the noble blood of the royal family to prove the value of the Nokta clan. This time, the preparations are huge."

When the sound reached Lisandra's ears, perhaps because she cared about and understood limited things, the complex information in the noise was passively filtered out by her into the few words that she could understand.

"The Greenwald family has a better chance of winning. Lord Mist Orion Greenwald has a very deep background. It is said that he has already found the strongest craftsman in the demon world to work for him."

"I think Lord Maya Esmodes Belphago, a civil official, has the highest artistic talent and may have the best chance of impressing the princess."

"Lord Fallen has made many concessions in order to let the demons win. All you have to do is submit the paintings to the sealed golden cabinet on the first floor of the Regent Hall of the Royal Palace within the next week. On the day of the ceremony, Lord Fallen will open the seal and judge it impartially, allowing the princess to publicly choose the painting she likes."

The hall was filled with laughter and cheers, casual greetings, forgotten introductions, and lively chats between demons who did not know each other's names. The various demon celebrities changed rapidly, sometimes expanding with the addition of new demons, sometimes dispersing, and then reorganizing.

Painting on the spot is time-consuming and the performance is difficult to predict, so Lord Falling simply lets the great demons paint at their favorite locations and hand them in before the ceremony is finalized.

The Lord of Falling would naturally judge to whom the magic in the painting belonged, and determine when the painting was completed based on the nature of the magic.

"Anyway, we'll be able to see the results announced at the princess selection ceremony in a week."

Lord Thunder's Nokta family, Lord Mist's Greenwald family, and Lord Maya's Belfar family have all had more or less contact with Lissandra these days, so she has a particularly deep impression of these names.

Lisandra knew that with her abilities, she might never come into contact with the family of the great demon clan at the top of the demon world in her lifetime. The only time might be because of her current position.

Many celebrities from the demon world in this restaurant may be invited to the royal ceremony where the princess chooses a painting, and Lysandra is also fortunate enough to accompany the princess.

Just like she was invited to this palace restaurant at this moment, it was also one of the few coincidences in her life.

"By the way, will I see Mr. McCarthy?"

Lysandra moved uncomfortably among the many demon celebrities, not daring to bump into other demons or attract their attention.

"Sometimes we may not be able to find Mr. McCarthy here quickly, but I think as an invited guest, he must want to see you."

The attendant explained kindly for Lysandra.

Lysandra nodded.

She found that there were always demons in the lobby talking about McCarthy, but they didn't seem to know much about this McCarthy. After curiously asking about Mr. McCarthy's whereabouts, they roamed freely as if they were in a paradise.

Even these real demon nobles have never seen McCarthy's true face, so will he really have the chance to meet this neighbor? "However, all the expenses tonight will be borne by Mr. McCarthy. Except for the limited dishes, you can enjoy the rest. Please enjoy the restaurant at ease without worrying about anything."

After a brief introduction to the matters in the restaurant, the soldier-like attendant left and devoted himself to his work.

Next, Lisandra tried to ask a few wealthy ladies nearby who seemed easy to talk to about McCarthy's whereabouts.

She still wanted to find her neighbor, after all, what she had in her hand was a note signed by "Rocky McCarthy" instead of a membership certificate.

The rich ladies all responded with surprised looks, saying they didn't know, but they became slightly interested in her.

"Were you invited by Mr. McCarthy himself?"

They looked Lysandra up and down with some suspicion.

"Of course not. Of course not."

Lysandra waved her hands repeatedly, responded with an embarrassed smile and said a few words before walking away.

Now she felt more and more that the fact that "Rocky McCarthy invited her" seemed to be a mistake, and it would be difficult for other demons to believe it even if she said it out loud.

It would be quite embarrassing if I didn't see Mr. McCarthy tonight.

So, Lysandra sneaked towards the dessert table - only there did she not seem bored and lonely.

"I wonder if I can take some away with me and bring it to the princess."

She stared at the cat-head-shaped caramel pudding decorated with black rose petals and raspberry jam, and murmured in a barely audible voice.

The upper layer is a crispy pastry shell, and the lower layer is a delicate cream bud, embellished with fragrant rose petals and sweet and sour raspberry jam. It is exquisitely crafted and looks particularly cute.

The quality of this restaurant is worthy of a princess.

It's like it was tailor-made for a princess.

Just when Lysandra was about to have a luxurious meal out of boredom.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Suddenly someone called her name.

"Lysandra Puckley?"

“…”

Lysandra stopped reaching out to Pudding in surprise and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a blonde female demon standing on the wide marble steps connecting to the second floor, looking down at the lobby on the first floor with contempt and curiosity.

"Uh, hello."

Lysandra called out, moving towards her.

She felt that no matter who the other person was, as long as it was a rare demon she met, she needed to accept the conversation at this moment. After all, it was better than being approached by a stranger passing by.

Although but.

This is a demon classmate she doesn't want to meet, Tia Nocta.

When I was in school, if I was a poor student, then the other person was an excellent student.

However, he was a descendant of a noble family that existed in name only, while the other party was a great noble of the Demon King's City who was impeccable in every aspect, and was also the cousin of Lord Lei Ming.

"I really didn't expect to see you here."

The blond demon noble said absentmindedly when he saw Lysandra.

She shook Lysandra's hand indifferently and domineeringly.

"Ha ha."

Lysandra rubbed the back of her head innocently.

I was always very obedient when I was in school, and I would try my best to obey other demons.

Even though she knew that the other party looked down on her, she would accept it.

"But I did hear that you've been helping Lord Luo recently. It seems like you were playing house with that princess?"

The blonde noble lady asked.

“Not really.”

Lysandra felt that she was not over-confident and that the princess really did regard her as a friend.

"What kind of demon is she?"

The blonde noble lady Tia asked as she led Lysandra to the second floor.

Her pace was slightly faster, and Lysandra, who followed beside her, was more like a follower.

"Very good demon."

Lysandra didn't know how to specifically describe Princess Hyperion, a demon who didn't quite look like a demon.

"Heh, since you can make such an evaluation, it seems that there is really nothing to look forward to."

The blonde noble lady Tia chuckled, crossed her arms, and brought Lysandra into a small circle like a little follower. "It's unfair to my brother. He may have to marry such a useless former demon princess."

She shook her head and said.

It was ridiculous just to think that my cousin Lei Mingqing, as a general of the demon world, had to compete with other big demons for a half-demon princess who could get along well with lower-class nobles.

If the princess did not have some old royal blood in her body, and if the demon world could not produce a new Nine-Seal Great Demon in a short period of time to activate the new king's blood, no Great Demon would really be willing to marry her.

To these noble families, the last princess was nothing more than a breeding machine full of benefits.

“…”

Lysandra wanted to retort, but her throat just started to mumble. She thought about this occasion. It was Mr. McCarthy who invited her, and the owner of the palace had not yet appeared. It would be inappropriate for her to do something rude and annoy the other guests.

But it is undeniable.

The princess's fate is indeed beyond her control.

There was no way Lysandra could change the result at all.

If there really was a demon who could save the princess and loved her deeply, Lysandra felt that she would be happy for the princess. Unfortunately, there was no demon who could protect the princess like the knight in the fairy tale.

In this era, in the materialistic and corrupt demon world, only interests and power are paramount.

It is rare to find a demon who is in a "high position" but still maintains his original heart and is not consumed by desire.

Not to mention those great demons who actually have the power to marry a royal family member.

(End of this chapter)