Chapter 234 Mia's Birthday Party

The Padrich family's manor is brightly lit tonight. The magic crystal lamps hanging at the door alone are enough to illuminate half of the street.

The servants in the manor were shuttling back and forth between the courtyard and the hall as if they were under a magic spell. The trays in their hands were piled high with all kinds of dazzling and exquisite snacks. Among them were the "bloody castle" that vampires loved, and the "charcoal-grilled briquettes" that Balrog loved... all the guests' tastes were taken into consideration.

In the kitchen, the chef was yelling, "Who put the hell pepper in the cake?! Do you want Miss Mia's distinguished guests to breathe fire when they burp?!"

A little devil maid with a wronged face whispered in defense: "But...but Madam said she wanted a spicier taste..."

"She was talking about the mood, not the fire potion!!!"

The deafening sound broke through the kitchen door, scaring the little devil so much that he almost peed.

Tonight is Mia Padrich's birthday party, and it is the significant twentieth birthday...which in hell is equivalent to the coming-of-age ceremony in the human world.

Mr. Festing only had this one precious daughter, so the banquet was prepared with great fanfare. The servants in the manor were also very alert, fearing that they would leave a bad impression on the respected young lady.

At the front door, a young servant was nervously adjusting his posture to greet guests at the door, muttering: "Welcome, welcome... uh, welcome to the Padrich family's banquet, I hope you will have a wonderful night here - no, this is too rigid! How about a more enthusiastic way of saying it?"

The elderly servant beside him raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then said slowly: "If you really want to make some changes, that's fine, but at least don't tell the noble ladies 'Welcome, the fine wine and gentlemen here are waiting for your favor' like you did last time."

The young servant shuddered violently, recalling the socially awkward situation last time, and immediately decided that it would be safer to use the official explanation.

At least this way you won't go wrong.

The butler at the door directed the servants to tidy up the red carpet while welcoming the early guests with a professional smile. He soon discovered that some nobles had taken the benches in the courtyard with their servants in order to get a good seat in advance. There was even a hell dwarf who brought a folding chair and sat there steadily with a cigar in his mouth, like a general who came here to observe a military exercise.

A young demon servant was in charge of pouring champagne, but he accidentally knocked over a glass. In a panic, he tried to use a spell to clean it up, but he didn't understand the "cleansing spell" and turned the carpet into a sticky swamp, causing the shoes of a lady who had just entered the room to sink into it. The lady's face was livid, and she glared at the poor little servant, who quickly picked up the champagne bottle: "Madam, would you like... uh, a glass first?"

The guard at the side was already used to it, and he even bet that at least five servants would knock over trays in panic today.

After all, the Padrich family's banquets were never just banquets, but also the "social arena" of the Magic City aristocracy. If a glass of wine was poured too slowly, a key opportunity to form an alliance might be missed; if a piece of dessert was served to the wrong person, a business negotiation might be affected; even going to the wrong toilet might become a social laughing stock that would be passed down for years.

This is a common occurrence.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the gate, and a special guest seemed to have arrived early.

Everyone looked sideways, and saw a passionate "heat wave" coming along with arrogant laughter.

The visitor was none other than Baron Avisler.

As a demon with two-thirds Flame Demon bloodline, he is the true "Flame King".

As he walked briskly, the red carpet under his feet was burned by him and left some scorch marks.

The welcoming butler's eyebrows twitched wildly, and he secretly cursed this guy who didn't know how to restrain himself.

And that’s not all he did.

In order to leave a deep impression on the beautiful Miss Mia, he deliberately released his burning and unrestrained magic, like a peacock spreading its tail, and knelt on one knee on the soft red carpet.

"Tonight must be the most brilliant night - because it belongs to the most beautiful Miss Mia, and also to her destined knight -"

Baron Avisler knelt on one knee, opened his arms, and recited a poem he had copied from somewhere affectionately: "I, Avisler, am willing to burn my soul and my heart for Miss Mia and guide her in the direction of progress."

The hell dwarf who was "parading" and smoking a cigar couldn't help sneezing, and smoke came out of his nose. He laughed and commented with the goblin servant beside him.

"I heard this poem in a pub before. It wasn't read like this. He changed it!"

Although the servants were accustomed to the embarrassing appearances of the young masters, this scene still made them almost burst out laughing.

The guests standing at the door stopped and looked like they were watching a show.

They all knew that the baron was a famous playboy in the aristocratic circle of Magic City, and any unmarried beautiful lady could not escape his love offensive that was like a lava eruption.

But today, he seemed to have hit a wall again, and that wall was the Padrich family.

Tomorrow the bards in the tavern will probably have another funny limerick on their lips.

"My Lord Baron, my lady doesn't need your guidance. She knows the way by herself," the butler smiled and stepped forward, politely but firmly interrupting his dramatic performance. "So, where is your invitation?"

Baron Avisler's expression froze for a moment, then he waved his hand and said with a nonchalant smile: "Invitation? Hahaha, love doesn't need an invitation! My heart is my pass. Tonight, I will personally present Miss Mia with the most ardent—"

"Please leave."

The butler remained calm and asked the guards to "gently" escort him out the door before he could do anything more embarrassing.

Although Baron Aviles had extraordinary powers, he was smart enough not to use them.

Otherwise, he would undoubtedly be even more embarrassed. After all, which noble here does not have extraordinary power? Seeing Baron Aviles being thrown out of the door, the guests burst into laughter instantly, as if they had watched a wonderful clown show.

"This guy really doesn't know his place. Does he think Miss Mia is one of those unsophisticated human women on the surface?"

"He is confident, but unfortunately, in front of the Padrich Family, it is not enough to just be 'passionate', you also have to be 'important' enough."

"Don't joke around. The key is whether you can win Miss Mia's heart."

"Haha, stupid."

"Who the hell are you calling stupid?!"

The two were arguing politely at first, but ended up quarreling and glaring at each other.

However, this is very common in hell.

The etiquette of hell is to be polite when it is necessary, but when quarreling, use your hands instead of your mouth.

As for this boundary, it is relatively flexible.

The devil also treats people differently based on their status.

Amidst the laughter, the banquet continued, and the joyful atmosphere was not ruined by the two guests with bruised faces and noses.

Meanwhile, in the dressing room, Mia was sitting in front of the mirror, admiring her carefully done makeup.

The burgundy-colored gown perfectly outlined her elegant yet seductive figure and matched her pink hair, which was simply perfect.

Mia's mouth corners slightly raised, and she turned a deaf ear to the noise outside, treating it as just the buzzing of a mosquito.

There's no need to think about it, it's probably some ignorant guy who came here to embarrass himself.

This kind of boring circus happens every year. She has been used to it since she was a child and is no longer surprised.

"As expected of me... Hehehe, what a sinful woman."

Mia gently hooked her chin with her index finger and looked at herself in the mirror. The more she looked, the more she liked herself. There was a hint of intoxication flashing in her heart-shaped pupils, as if she had seen the look of a certain guy who pretended to be reserved and was shocked by her beauty and was at a loss.

"Hehehe...Student Luo Yan, now you should understand how... ahem! How you don't appreciate what you have, right? Hehehe!"

She imagined Luo Yan dodging her gaze, breathing rapidly, and even confessing his love to her with a blush at the banquet, taking off her dress and changing into a wedding gown, while a certain nasty vampire could only squat in the corner and chew his fingernails jealously...

As she thought about it, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up to 45 degrees, and she couldn't suppress it no matter how hard she tried.

But then again, if he really did that, how would I respond? Should I pretend to be shy and resist? Or tease him on purpose? Or...

She raised her hand and gently pressed it to her lips, her smile becoming even happier.

"It's a delight..."

It was so delicious! The maid standing next to her didn't dare to breathe, and carefully controlled her breathing, trying to reduce her presence, for fear that the lady would find out that there was someone else here...

…

As Miss Mia finished her makeup, more and more guests arrived and the festive atmosphere in the manor became more and more intense.

Just as the crowd was bustling, a black carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the Padridge family manor.

After the carriage stopped, the door was respectfully opened by the servant. A hand wearing a black glove held the door, and then a tall figure walked down gracefully.

In order not to disappoint Miss Mia, Luo Yan rarely wore formal clothes tonight, which he rarely wore.

It was a well-tailored black tuxedo with a red and black silk scarf tie and a brooch hanging below the collar.

Because he was handsome, his proper attire made him look more calm. When his deep eyes swept around calmly, his dignity, which should not be underestimated, attracted the attention of many celebrities in the Magic City.

Human nobles don't like guys who show off their talents, but it's just the opposite in Hell. They like "bronze players whose aura is not inferior to diamonds". Those who are introverted are the ones who are bullied and are only worthy of sitting at the same table with goblins.

Most demons admire a guy like Luo Yan, who has only silver-level strength but dares to take on tasks that the Dragun family dare not take on, and dares to fight against the Dragun family in a duel.

That was why, when he entered the venue, his tall stature and cold yet elegant temperament immediately made the eyes of the noble ladies around him warm and whisper. Some ladies even hid their smiles with fans and quietly cast a subtle but straightforward look at him.

"That's the Demon King of Thunder County?"

"I've heard about his deeds, and it seems even more... surprising than the rumors say."

"It would be nice if I could ask him to dance."

"Don't think about it. Your opponent is Miss Padridge. Don't you understand why he comes back to the Magic City at this time?"

"Tsk, actually, compared to Miss Padridge, I think Miss Colin is more difficult to deal with. That little lunatic once beat me up just because I said something about her behind her back."

"Haha, don't be fooled by that man's appearance. I heard that his reputation can make human children in Thunder County wet their beds in the middle of the night! Even the Chaos Legion has to retreat in front of him! This guy is a devil in human skin!"

"The most dangerous is the most charming...isn't it? I admire him more and more." A golden slime girl had a dazed look in her eyes and looked like she was really about to melt.

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Melting in the physical sense.

Just as a group of devil ladies with charming looks were whispering to each other, a graceful and charming figure suddenly walked in front of their dream lovers.

She approached slowly, seemingly blocking Luo Yan's way inadvertently, with her head slightly tilted and a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Excuse me, sir... I seem to be lost, can you help me?"

The voice was soft and sweet, like that of a young lady from a wealthy family who had not experienced much of the world, yet with a mature charm and style.

Luo Yan glanced at her sideways, and saw a graceful noble lady standing in the night.

A dark purple dress set off her exquisite figure and light golden hair. Her smile was decent and elegant, and her affectionate eyes were like the haze falling on the horizon at dusk.

The subtle and silent charm is not a deliberate release of magic, but seems like an innate ability.

If it were someone else, they would probably fall in love with her at just one glance.

But this time she met a tough opponent.

From the three-quarter-similarity face, Luo Yan recognized the identity of this noble lady at a glance.

This person is none other than Mia's mother, the behind-the-scenes ruler of the Padrich family - Serena Padrich.

It's understandable for other people to get lost, but for this guy to get lost in his own home is truly outrageous.

Although he didn't know what game she was playing, Luo Yan still followed her mood and pretended not to recognize her.

"I'm happy to serve you... So, may I ask, beautiful lady, where would you like to go?" He nodded slightly and said gentlemanly.

Seeing Luo Yan's serious look, Serena's smile deepened and she felt more playful.

She took a step forward and gently tapped his chest with her green index finger, deliberately staying there for two seconds, and spoke in a lazy and playful tone.

"In your heart."

If it weren't for Professor Lilith's repeated training, Luo Yan would have thought that he might have been fooled by her cheesy love talk.

The low and soft voice was like a drop of liquor dropped into ice water, with a hint of tipsiness in the warmth, causing several noble ladies nearby to gasp and glance over here with slightly red faces.

Their eyes were no longer on Luo Yan, but were involuntarily attracted to Lady Serena, who was no longer restraining her strength.

The talents of a succubus are not gender specific, especially when someone is aroused by the desire to win.

Seeing that Lady Serena was going too far and was almost using her supernatural powers, Luo Yan knew that he couldn't play with her anymore. He cleared his throat and spoke calmly.

"Ma'am, I have sensed your enthusiasm. I guess this is probably a test of my willpower. If so, please give me a chance to admit defeat. After all, if I continue like this... I'm worried that Mr. Festing will get jealous."

He tried his best to leave enough room for her and even found a suitable excuse.

Hearing Luo Yan's words, Serena was slightly stunned, and then she giggled out loud.

The long light golden hair faded, and was replaced by pink wavy curls like a bouquet of flowers, which fell softly on the white shoulders.

"Haha...what an interesting kid. No wonder Mia is so interested in you."

She smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, with admiration in her eyes, and continued with a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. Festing is not such a petty person. He won't be jealous of a junior. Besides, don't you think you should care more about my dear Mia than my dear husband?"

Having said this, she glanced into the distance intentionally or unintentionally.

Luo Yan followed her gaze and saw Mia leaning on the railing with her arms folded across her chest on the terrace not far away, staring at this side with a dim look in her eyes.

The raised tail swayed behind the skirt, as taut as an iron pestle, and looked like a kitten whose fur was about to stand on end.

An ominous premonition came to his mind, Luo Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his relaxed expression became subtle.

Seeing the change in Luo Yan's expression, Serena giggled, with obvious mockery in her tone: "Do you think my daughter will be unable to resist and rush down to snatch you away?"

Luo Yan coughed lightly: "Then please prepare an escape route for me in advance, Madam."

"Hehe, that won't do. If the person you're eloping with is me, my husband will probably be furious. You don't want to duel with a master-level shadow demon, do you?" Serena smiled even more and patted his arm gently. "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Mia is very serious. I hope you can face her well."

Luo Yan nodded silently.

At this time, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded.

Mia finally couldn't stand it anymore, put down her wine glass, and rushed down from upstairs in her high heels.

Looking at her daughter whose anger was off the charts, Serena still looked unruly. Instead of reflecting on her own behavior, she walked up to Mia with a smile and hugged her shoulders.

"My dear, I have tried it for you. Mr. Luo Yan is not interested in women with blond hair. You can use it without any worries."

When she said that word, she deliberately emphasized it very heavily, so that when Luo Yan was still trying to figure out what "woman with yellow hair" meant, he realized that the wheel had already rolled over his face.

"mom!!!"

Looking at the giggling Lady Serena, Mia stamped her feet in anger and looked like she was about to cry.

Seeing the tears of grievance hanging in the corners of her daughter's eyes, Lady Serena quickly hugged her lovingly and spoke comfortingly.

"Alright, alright, baby... I was just joking, don't take it seriously, I won't take your toys, hehe."

Is that really comforting? Luo Yan made a helpless expression, looked around, and moved away without making a sound.

He didn't mind being the center of attention, but he didn't want to be involved in strange rumors.

It seems that most of the Padrich family members are not normal.

But then again.

From a human's perspective, who in the whole hell is normal? Just as Luo Yan was thinking about how to kill the time before the banquet started, a smiling demon walked towards him.

Although the guy looked scary, his tone was full of compliments.

"Dear Mr. Luo Yan, the Demon King of Thunder County, my name is Winodon, the Earl of the Screaming Abyss. I wonder if I would have the honor of sharing a drink with you?"

Those eyes as big as copper bells were sparkling with anticipation, just like the silly Shino Dragun.

Luo Yan smiled and nodded.

"sure."

The current Thunder County Labyrinth is no longer the rotten place that everyone avoided, and he is no longer the unknown bronze demon king. In addition to fighting for more resources from Hell, he also plans to make more friends in the Demon City, and the Padrich family just provides him with a good stage.

Just as Luo Yan was strolling in the center of the Magic City's Vanity Fair, a pair of gloomy eyes were staring at his back.

Obviously, even though the Demon King of Thunder County was welcomed by the upper class of Demon City, not every demon welcomed this overly shining political star...

(End of this chapter)