Chapter 526 The city of Roland is piled high with gunpowder
As the Campbellans and the Lanes clasped hands, the flames of republicanism were ignited in the ancient land of knights.
Meanwhile, the greedy Theodore and his nobles are discussing twenty “cooking” techniques of the Ryan people at the Three-Tier Council.
The city councilors, who hold only 3% of the seats, are witnessing the spoils-sharing ceremony and are figuring out how to plate the sliced pigeon and what side dishes to add as garnish.
However, at this moment, neither Theodore, nor the nobles of Roland, nor the guild master of the stonemasons knew that Edward, who had never forgotten revenge, had secretly inserted detonators under their chairs.
The blood of the Campbells cannot be shed in vain!
Actually, whether Edward exists or not is no longer important.
The entire city of Roland was like a giant powder keg, and what bound it was a pair of shackles that had been heated red by flames.
Outside Roland, a fierce argument broke out in front of the market stalls.
The olive oil vendor angrily threw the rusty copper coin in his hand to the ground and cursed at the arrogant noble servant in front of him.
"By Saint Sith, what the hell have you given me?!"
In the past, if someone came to him with rusty copper coins, he would tolerate it since business was still pretty good.
However, this guy really went too far, actually taking advantage of him because he couldn't tell the difference between iron rust and copper rust!
Does he look like a serf on a plantation?
It is worth mentioning that the barons of the kingdom were not as principled as the earls, and they had long ago begun to use iron plates to deceive the serfs in the manor.
However, they generally know what they're doing and only fool their own people; they wouldn't circulate these inferior copper coins in the king's city.
After all, the citizens are the king's property. Without the king's tacit approval and the support of the government, ordinary citizens would not listen to them at all.
But things are different now.
The king and the nobles have joined forces.
Once the local barons are allowed to find their own way and help the king solve the financial problems, they will almost certainly devour the sheep in the pen like hungry wolves.
It's simply a matter of which tool to use.
With the king's tacit approval, the inferior currency that had been confined to the manor immediately flooded into the markets of the Kingdom of Ryan, plundering the hardworking citizens of Ryan.
To be fair, Ryan Iron Sheet isn't actually the most shameless one.
Those pottery shards that shatter into pieces at the slightest touch, and the pieces of wood that float on the Yongliu River, were the real acts of blatant robbery.
The reason they didn't encounter them was simply because the peddler was inexperienced and hadn't had the chance to witness the methods of the nobles.
Seeing the angry glare from the vendor, the servant in his impeccably dressed mouth twitched slightly.
The growing number of people around him made it difficult for him to maintain his composure and arrogance.
He wasn't representing himself, but Baron Immanuel. If the steward found out he had disgraced the Baron, his entire family would be in serious trouble.
"This is Baron Emmanuel's coat of arms. You are challenging the dignity of the nobility, commoner!"
The servant's tone turned stern, his face contorted with a fierce glint, as he tried to force the short man to submit.
"I'm giving you ten seconds to pick it up, and I might pretend I didn't see it and spare your life! Otherwise, even Saint Sith can't save you!"
In the past, the onlookers would have already stepped in to break up the fight, since everyone needs to do business.
Unfortunately, the market is now sparsely populated, and they are not busy at all.
The short oil vendor was even more so.
He originally dealt with commoners and nobles, and usually tolerated the oppression from noble servants.
But things have become increasingly difficult lately. He has fewer and fewer customers, and the few who remain humiliate him with dark, scrap metal.
He couldn't take it anymore!
"Then let's go see Saint Sith together! Let Him be the judge!"
The suppressed anger suddenly erupted, catching everyone off guard, including the nobleman's servant.
He only saw the short man pull a knife from under the table, and before he could react, he crashed into his arms.
"What, what are you going to do?!"
A bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, erupted from the market stalls. The spray of blood that shot into the sky startled those who tried to intervene, and the onlookers turned and ran.
The man standing in the pool of blood did not run.
He calmly wiped the blood off the knife, then held it to his own neck.
He was going to see Saint Sis.
The commotion attracted the guards, who were on high alert recently, so their arrival was timely.
However, when the kingdom's guards arrived, they found two corpses on the sewage-filled stall.
The perpetrator is dead.
Seeing the horrific scene, the patrol captain swallowed hard and made the sign of the cross on his chest.
"By Saint Sith..."
The oil vendor stabbed the nobleman's servant through the heart with a knife, then slit his own throat.
His knife skills were clearly not fast; half of his neck was still hanging on his shoulder, blood was flowing back into his trachea, and his bulging eyes looked like they were about to burst. He had obviously suffered a lot before he died.
The patrol captain glanced at his adjutant beside him and whispered something.
"Go and call the nearby pastor, quickly."
Those who leave with resentment will become ghosts.
Although dealing with an undead that hasn't awakened its supernatural powers isn't too difficult, it's still a troublesome situation.
Surrounded by guards, the priest quickly arrived at the scene, silently reciting prayers and invoking the holy light that soothes hatred.
The crowd gathered again around the blood-stained shelf, whispering and discussing what had just happened, looking at the light that had fallen from the sky, and feeling sorry for the two poor guys.
However, even in tragic tragedies, there is not only sadness, but also a sliver of pitiful solace.
Noble servants were often properly cared for from birth to death, and naturally, priests would perform rituals to help them pass away peacefully. Some serfs whose masters were of good character also had the opportunity to die peacefully.
But free men often don't have this opportunity, especially the king's citizens. The further they are from the nobles, the more wretched their lives and deaths tend to be, and they can only hope for help from the guild or the kindness of the nearby priests.
Unfortunately, there are no kind-hearted priests in Roland City.
The essence of maintaining feudalism is to make nobles greedy, priests indifferent, and commoners foolish...
With this one cut, he might actually be able to go and meet Saint Sith.
...
In the study of Colin Manor, bright sunlight streamed through the glass windows, illuminating a listless vampire.
Although the vampires in this world are not afraid of the sun and will not get sunburned, having their supernatural powers sealed and being exposed to the sun is a relatively dignified and effective punishment for a certain mischievous brat.
This was Miss Padridge's idea, supposedly a method she learned from the Padridge family library.
At this moment, Vivian was like a kitten with fate gripping her by the scruff of her neck. A silver collar hung around her neck, suspended from the bookshelf facing the window by an unseen hand of Source.
Beneath the deep purple skirt, two calves encased in black stockings swayed restlessly, like two black cat tails, trying to step on something but unable to.
For the active Vivian, the unbearable thing wasn't the spring sunshine outside the window.
The main problem is that she can't move around freely, which is more painful than killing her.
The only consolation was that her respected elder brother hadn't left her alone in the dark room.
Is this the legendary "give a carrot and then a stick" interrogation technique?
As expected of the Demon King—
Their strength is simply terrifying!
Looking at the Demon King who was reading a book, Vivian swallowed and whispered in a wronged voice.
"Brother...like this...I can't reach the floor."
Luo Yan, who was sitting by the window reading a book, turned a page and said in a slow, deliberate voice.
"This means the height is just right."
"...That's too much."
"Don't you think it's even more outrageous to jump onto someone's bedding and dance while wearing shoes?"
Clubbing?
Vivian didn't understand the word, but her eyes flickered slightly, and a clever idea popped into her mind.
"So... then... it's okay to take off your shoes?"
Luo Yan sighed.
"It seems your self-reflection isn't enough. Let's add two more hours."
It's a pity that fewer letters have been sent to the manor lately, and Vivian has already sorted through all the letters that had been accumulated before. Otherwise, making her do homework would be a good form of punishment.
In fact, Luo Yan had also considered sending her to study at Leiming City University, and keeping an eye on Nanfu for him.
Although this girl has a quirky personality, she is actually very smart and has the courage and boldness to do things. In comparison, Nanfu is more likely to be exposed.
However, the problem lies precisely in Vivian's personality.
Thinking of the thank-you letters sent to him by the second-generation demons, Luo Yan pondered for a while and finally decided not to cause Edward any trouble.
Let Mia be her opponent.
He will try his best to help Mia reach Platinum level as soon as possible, so that the two of them can be evenly matched.
"Hmm..."
Looking at her cold and indifferent brother, Vivian's face showed the expression of someone who had been shot in the chest. She painfully closed her trembling eyelashes, and a blush rose on her pale cheeks.
hateful……
Is this the Demon King's power?
I really want... to have it!
Just then, there was a knock on the study door, and a wisp of pink fragrance wafted in from outside.
"Hehehe...Isn't this my dear Miss Colin? Why is she hanging on the bookshelf?"
Vivian, who was enjoying herself, twitched her brow slightly and glared fiercely at the doorway.
As she expected, the vixen from the Padridge family was standing there. She held a manuscript in her arms, her left hand lightly covering her lips, a mocking smile on her face.
What are you doing here?
The two "black cat tails" swaying beside the bookshelf were hooked up, as if they had entered battle mode.
Mia remained completely calm, gently brushing aside the bangs that had fallen onto her shoulder with the back of her hand, and said in a languid voice.
"What am I doing? What's it to you? Adults do their jobs, and kids just watch from the sidelines."
Vivian panicked upon hearing this, fidgeting and twisting her body restlessly, trying to break free from the grasp of the source magic, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Wait, wait a minute... Are you serious?! The Colin family will never tolerate such humiliation... You you you you..."
Mia frowned suspiciously at the bookshelf that looked like it had been hit by an earthquake.
"humiliation?"
Luo Yan was genuinely afraid that she would say something that would cause even more misunderstanding, so he coughed lightly and said...
"Mia, give me the manuscript you're holding."
"Okay!"
Upon hearing Luo Yan's voice, Mia walked over happily and handed him the manuscript of the second volume of the Encyclopedia with a beaming smile.
Upon realizing what had happened, the little bat wriggling on the bookshelf instantly stopped its fuss, but the murderous intent in its eyes intensified.
"Thanks."
After taking the manuscript from Mia, Luo Yan opened the book's title page and discovered that several more well-known names had been added to the author's list.
A smile appeared on his face.
The "Encyclopedists" are growing in size, and soon this force will become a flame that sweeps across the entire continent of Auschwitz!
He has more than just the Kingdom of Ryan in his eyes.
The dominoes will start falling from here!
"Extraordinary beings?"
“That’s right, that was my suggestion to Locke. He initially wanted to name this volume after monsters or magical beasts, but I felt that wasn’t general enough. For example, dragons don’t count. In comparison, extraordinary creatures are more universal.”
That's not all—
He also intends to create an entry on superhuman beings within it, deconstructing the origins of superhuman power.
He will clarify that the powers of the extraordinary are bestowed by the gods, why the gods bestow them, and what this power should and should not be used for.
These concepts were not invented by him, but rather were a widespread "mass consensus" in the Second Age.
But now, the unwritten understanding will be transformed into a written contract, written in the Encyclopedia!
Günter Steinggraber became a demigod for this reason, and the idea of "proving one's way with the sword" was his own misunderstanding.
The real reason is that he used his sword to fight against evil for the people and practiced the "spirit of chivalry" or "spirit of chivalry" in the hearts of the common people on the continent of Os.
If Gaunt could see this book, he would probably have a deeper understanding of his own power and would understand why his power had been lost.
As Luo Yan spoke of those difficult things, Mia nodded as if she understood but not quite.
"……I see."
A thought struck her, and she suddenly asked curiously.
"Is the succubus also in this book?"
With its heart-shaped tail swaying behind it, Mia's eyes were filled with intense curiosity.
She wanted to know how humans viewed succubi!
Especially someone!
Looking at the expectation written in those heart-shaped pupils, Luo Yan's gaze shifted subtly.
"I think you'd better not have too high expectations."
"Let me see it, just for a second!"
"...It's not that there's anything you can't see, but I suggest you take an objective view of humanity's prejudices about hell."
Having given the eldest daughter of the Padridge family ample warning, Luo Yan returned the manuscript he had just received to her.
Mia snatched the manuscript of the second volume of the Encyclopedia and excitedly pounced on the table to open the book. Before long, she found the entry for succubus in the section on hellish creatures.
The entry for succubus is not short. In addition to the overview, there are two subcategories: "lower-level succubi" and "higher-level succubi".
The former is oviparous, while the latter is born from a mother, which is similar to the way hell is distinguished.
However, when Mia flipped through the table of contents to the page containing the entry, she immediately became furious.
"Panic! Absurd! Utterly absurd!"
Succubi: Evil creatures of Hell that feed on vital energy. Skilled in using illusions to seduce men into corruption, they are destroyers of morality and order, and mortal enemies of the Holy Light. They typically drain their enemies completely before tossing them into the grave like rags…
Mia couldn't continue reading.
His long, slender index finger pressed firmly against the bottom of the manuscript page, his heart-shaped pupils burned with rage, and his chest heaved violently like a steam engine cylinder about to explode.
"We succubi are supposed to be messengers of love and peace! What do you mean by 'draining life force'?! This is utterly absurd! What... what kind of weird book is this?! Do I look like I'm about to starve to death?"
“This is indeed poorly written,” Luo Yan coughed lightly. “But don’t make things difficult for him. Many things in Hell are forbidden to be discussed on the surface. Although the Xuebang Library has more academic records, these books are generally not available for purchase.”
Mia looked at Luo Yan with teary eyes.
"This is outrageous! We've never slandered humans like this!"
Luo Yan subtly shifted his gaze.
No?
That's hard to say.
However, in Hell, demons are not as hostile to humans as the other way around; in fact, humans are slightly more powerful than goblins and hell dwarves.
Even the Holy Light and the Empire on the surface are not things that cannot be mentioned in Hell.
After all, the entire belief system of the demon god Bayeri is based on the "enemy saint Sith".
Without Saint Sith, the demon god Bayeri also ceases to exist. Many high-ranking demons, including liches, balora, dread demons, pain demons, and vampires, originally worshipped the god of the underworld.
Vivian, who was hanging on the bookshelf, was almost laughing out loud, kicking her legs wildly as if she were rolling around on the bookshelf.
"Kukuku... This is hilarious! Who is this human? He's so funny! Vivian is going to reward him with ten thousand gold coins. Tell him to come and collect the reward!"
Although Mia didn't read the contents of the book aloud, this distance was clearly not a problem for a vampire's eyesight.
The unrestrained laughter completely enraged Mia, whose peach blossom eyes narrowed, and evil thoughts began to arise.
Are you laughing at me?
She turned the page of the manuscript in her hand, slowly found the entry for vampire, and read it aloud in the most vicious tone.
"...Vampires, cursed bloodthirsty undead, some originated from nobles who fell to the gods of the underworld during the First Era, while others were transformed by these cursed nobles through the Embrace. They fear sunlight, garlic, and silver, are nocturnal, and usually attack livestock and humans at night, surviving on the blood of living beings. They are the number one enemy of the Holy Light... Wait, why are they the number one enemy of the Holy Light, while succubi are just ordinary enemies?!"
"I don't know where Mia's strong competitive spirit came from," Luo Yan pondered for a moment, then said with a subtle expression.
"Perhaps it's because... succubi are aesthetically pleasing to humans?"
In an instant, her slightly narrowed eyes blossomed like peach blossoms, and a shy blush spread across Mia's cheeks.
Is this...a confession?!
Heh, heh heh heh—
I never expected Luo Yan to be so bold; there should be five children.
One hand has five fingers, perhaps that's fate... Oh right, she has two hands.
Mia, her slender index finger twirling a strand of pink hair at her temple, was lost in happiness, her thoughts seemingly wandering elsewhere.
No matter how much humans misunderstand succubi.
As long as Luo Yan doesn't misunderstand her, that's fine.
Of course, a little misunderstanding is fine too. Hehehe... Luo Yan, you don't want your "darling darling" to starve to death, do you? Lie down properly!
To be honest, Luo Yan was a little confused when he saw Mia suddenly become shy.
Wait a moment--
He didn't seem to say anything, did he?
No... is it really that serious?!
Mia wasn't the only one who suddenly "went berserk." In that unnoticed corner, Vivian, whose fate had gripped her by the back of the neck, also completely erupted.
"Damn humans, how dare they lump the great Colin family together with those lowly undead! And garlic...who's afraid of garlic? I just hate stinky stuff! Rewrite it—ugh! Delete it, delete it all!"
"What do you mean by 'cursed nobles'? We are clearly blessed kings of the night! The noble rulers who dominate the night! A perfect race that transcends life and death! I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"
"And another thing, who said we have to drink blood to survive?! If I don't have the blood of a high-ranking Minotaur, or my brother's blood, I'd rather eat steak—chirp!"
A hardcover notebook, seemingly drawn by magic, landed precisely on Vivian's forehead.
Unfortunately, she had no chance to dodge, and could only cover her forehead in grievance, her scarlet eyes brimming with tears.
"That's...that's too much...I'm talking about that guy who wrote that nonsense!"
"That's why I said this encyclopedia is written for humankind, and it doesn't represent the truth. As an anthropologist who has never seen a real demon, Locke's record represents the vast majority of humanity's understanding of our hell, and this prejudice is objectively real."
Luo Yan's index finger twitched slightly.
The notebook that had been floating next to Vivian's forehead flew back onto the bookshelf and was neatly arranged.
He paused, then continued in a more objective tone.
"However, as an academic advisor to the Encyclopedia, since he has mentioned areas I am familiar with, I have an obligation to supplement his work from an academic standpoint."
The quill pen on the table floated up on its own, adding a line to each of the two controversial entries.
First, there's the succubus.
[Academic Commentary: According to mainstream academic viewpoints, this race is indeed skilled in psychic and illusion magic, and can draw energy from the emotional fluctuations of living beings, but there is no evidence to prove that this energy acquisition requires sexual contact. Furthermore, succubi are not only female; male succubi also exist. They target sacred professions and are not limited to humans.]
Then there are the vampires—
After pondering for a while, Luo Yan, drawing on the knowledge level of a professor from Xuebang, also added to the discussion.
[Academic Note: This race is an immortal race and is not considered an undead in the conventional sense. Rather, they are somewhere between undead and demons, possessing characteristics of both. Therefore, Holy Light often has a doubly strong restraining effect on them.]
Furthermore, silverware itself will not harm vampires unless it is silverware imbued with holy light, or silverware itself, as a magical artifact, has an effect that restrains supernatural power.
The so-called aversion to garlic stems more from the vampire's extremely sensitive sense of smell and its aversion to pungent odors than from any curse. Many adventurers, misunderstanding the vampires' weaknesses, are often exploited in battle and find themselves in dangerous situations.
"That's right, that's right! No superhuman has ever been killed by the smell of garlic. Anyone who believes that stuff is incredibly stupid!"
Vivian, hanging on the bookshelf, nodded her little head smugly, completely unconcerned that her weaknesses had been exposed.
But she really doesn't need to mind.
Even if Holy Light is doubly effective against vampires, it still needs to be able to hit them.
In general, it is extremely difficult for superhumans to catch up with vampires, whether in terms of reaction speed or agility.
Vampires are melee classes.
This is also a common misconception among many adventurers. Some people mistake vampires for "spellcasters" because of their pale and thin appearance, and thus approach them rashly, only to fall right into their trap.
However, Luo Yan did not include this point in the encyclopedia.
This is not an adventurer's handbook, and it certainly doesn't encourage its readers to take a tattered book and challenge vampires.
The only thing that can truly gather the power of faith and has the potential to be upgraded from a "cultural wonder" to a divine artifact is this original manuscript in his hands.
The other encyclopedias are just ordinary books, not even worthy of being called spellcasting mediums.
The quill pen that had been floating away flew back onto the table. Luo Yan turned his gaze to Mia and said in a gentle tone.
"Are you feeling better now?"
Mia stared at the manuscript in her hand for a while, then muttered something under her breath.
"It's alright... although it's still a bit lacking."
It wasn't because Luo Yan didn't understand her; it was mainly because her story was shorter than Vivian's.
What does this mean?
Just as Mia felt a pang of jealousy, a disgruntled murmur came from the bookshelf.
"Wait a minute, why isn't anyone asking about Vivian? Doesn't this family have a Vivian?"
Looking at Vivian, who was fidgeting restlessly on the bookshelf, Luo Yan asked patiently as well.
"So, do you think there's anything that needs to be changed?"
"No! I'm very satisfied!" Vivian nodded vigorously, puffing out her small chest as she spoke.
Luo Yan smiled faintly, not surprised by her answer.
The two little vampires lived in his manor for the entire winter vacation, and summer vacation is just a few months away.
Throughout the entire continent of Os, there is probably no one who understands vampires better than him, after all, he has been studying them every day during this period.
The commotion in the study subsided, and it was a cause for celebration that the Padridge and Colin families had successfully preserved the reputations of their respective races.
As for Luo Yan, he continued to peruse the manuscript in his hands.
Other entries also need careful review; the Campbells' common sense should not be swayed by arrogance and prejudice.
Although the affairs of hell are insignificant to the people here, as one of the founders of the Encyclopedia, he must lay a solid foundation.
Otherwise, the higher the building is built, the harder the fall will be.
Just as he calmed down and continued reading, a knocking sound suddenly came from outside the study window.
"My Lord Demon King! Your most loyal Yushi has arrived!"
Looking at Yuxi flapping her wings outside the window, Luo Yan twitched his index finger and opened a window for her.
"Why are you here today?"
Yusi, who had landed on the carpet, rubbed his cheeks, which were stiff from the wind, to make sure he didn't bite his tongue while reporting. Then he smiled ingratiatingly and said.
"Reporting to the Demon Lord, Missy is receiving your guests! Oh no, to be precise, they should be Miss Padridge's guests! Cough, but it doesn't matter!"
As expected of the little devil who is most skilled at using his body to create nests in the land of nightmares, Luo Yan's deepest impression of this guy was that when Xixi sent her as an envoy to the Earth Dragon Clan, it was fortunate that the Demon King arrived quickly, otherwise she would have almost ended up on the table.
As expected.
As soon as Yuxi spoke, Vivian, who was hanging on the wall, frowned and stared intently at the little guy on the carpet, her canine teeth gleaming silver in the corners of her mouth.
"Padridge?! Wait a minute, I can't pretend I didn't hear that. Who is it?!"
Yusi shuddered at the sight of the vampire hanging on the bookshelf and stammered as he spoke.
"Yes, it's a succubus from Shanghai!"
"A succubus?!"
"Yes, yes! There were about twenty or so, all graduates of the Demon King Academy, and then there seemed to be more..." Under the intimidation of the high-ranking demons, Yuxi was so frightened that his legs trembled and he blurted out everything he knew.
Regardless of whether Miss Colin asked or not.
Vivian was furious after hearing this.
"What?! More than twenty?!"
What is she trying to do?!
"babble--!"
Yuxi was so frightened that he crouched down, covering his head in defense.
To be honest, Luo Yan wasn't afraid of Vivian getting angry, but he was really worried that Yuxi wouldn't be able to hold back, since even little devils have their share of leaks.
He guessed that Sisi was probably doing it on purpose.
It doesn't matter anyway, let the Colin family and the Padridge family fight it out.
This might not be a good thing for harmony in Hell, but it's a good thing for the Great Tomb.
Where do you get high-level demons that aren't very useful?
The juniors and seniors introduced by the Padridge family are always of much higher quality than those who walk right into their trap.
Whether it's ability, vision, or background, having Mr. Festing's men oversee things will at least keep out those clueless fools.
Seeing Vivian frantically "cocooning" on the bookshelf, Mia covered her lips and revealed a wicked woman's smile.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm... Put away your petty jealousy and pettiness, Miss Colin."
"What do you mean?!"
"It doesn't mean anything."
Mia slightly raised her chin, looking down at Vivian, who was furious and baring her teeth, her languid eyes revealing the elegance of a mature woman.
"This is an official task assigned to me by the Hell Intelligence Bureau. I can't build the intelligence network on the northeast coast of the Whirlpool Sea by myself... Forget it, why should I argue with a kid who hasn't even grown his hair yet? You wouldn't understand anyway."
To be honest, she didn't really understand either. A month had passed since the appointment letter was sent, and the chief investigator on the northeast coast of the Whirlpool Sea was still silent.
But that's not important.
Most importantly, it can curb the arrogance of the Colin family! Heh heh heh, the taste of victory is truly delightful!
She hadn't realized before that teasing Miss Colin was such a fun thing to do; no wonder, darling...
Suddenly realizing something, Mia, whose smile had almost stretched to her ears, suddenly stopped laughing.
Miss Padridge was no longer smug; Miss Colin, hanging on the bookshelf and swaying, was still chattering away.
"...I...I cannot accept this! The Colin family absolutely cannot accept such a disrespectful personnel change!"
"This is outrageous! If a demon doesn't come to keep an eye on things, Padridge's vixen is going to go and smash her in the Thundershire maze!"
Unsurprisingly, Vivian, who never held back her tongue, got another slap on the forehead.
This time, a magic book as thick as a finger fell down, which made Vivian, who was biting her tongue, behave for a while, but it also caused the "innocent" Yusi to suffer.
When those scarlet eyes lifted, Mia and Luo Yan, who were already used to it, were unharmed, but Yu Xi, a silver-level fighter, was terrified.
The aura of a high-ranking demon is terrifying!
She looked at the Demon King pleadingly, and after receiving his permission in her eyes, she immediately darted out of the window like a rabbit leaping out of the grass, flapping her wings and flying away.
"Demon, Demon King, I'm so sorry! I...I really can't hold it in anymore—!"
As the scream faded into the distance, Luo Yan saw something crystalline fall into the grass of the manor.
The Demon King breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, his study wasn't dirty.
(End of this chapter)
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