The alley was very narrow; it was more of a small path than a dark alley. The undead built the royal city simply for aesthetic purposes, or perhaps to learn from and imitate the behavior of those they had in life.
As long as there are guidelines, it doesn't matter how broad or narrow they are; as long as you can find them, that's fine.
Safa's hand was pressed against the wall, across Baixi's waist, his tall body almost completely encircling Baixi, and his other hand was gripping Baixi's arm to prevent her from escaping.
From Baixi's perspective, one can also see the bulging veins on the Demon King's arm and the patterns on the ram's horns on his head.
Bai Xi froze instantly, her mind racing. Countless possibilities flashed through her mind as she stared at Safa's face, too afraid to move.
How did Safa find me? No, how could he recognize me? Did he have the wrong person?
She thought of countless ways to explain it.
Should I deny that I am Maggie? Will that anger him? How much does he actually know? Oh no, am I going to get myself killed today?
Bai Xi had countless thoughts in her mind, but on the surface she showed no expression, and had even prepared an excuse.
[If all else fails, I'll feign amnesia... I've heard that some beings lose their memories after they die and become spirits. If I don't know anything, will Safa be unable to do anything to me?]
[Then I'll take the opportunity to escape. Anyway, I'm much stronger than before, so I'm not afraid of not being able to escape.]
She is still somewhat weaker than Safa, but at least she is not as helpless as before.
However, Safa's opening remarks shattered her illusion of feigning ignorance.
"My hellish servant has been waiting for you in the Western Continent for two years. Now that I've appeared here, do you think I'll let you go?"
Safa's voice was calm and his tone was surprisingly composed, but he tightened his grip on Bai Xi's hand a little more.
It was as if they were clearly telling Baixi that there was absolutely no chance of her escaping today.
"..."
Bai Xi is numb.
[Boss, you said you don't need one more follower like me, it's just a little power, right? I'll give it back to you, okay? Please have mercy.]
She was internally frantic and irritable, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, but outwardly she still didn't show much expression.
"Hmm... Long time no see, Demon Lord?"
Bai Xi chuckled twice and offered a slightly hesitant greeting.
[I definitely provoked you first, so it's only natural that you're chasing me. But this way of meeting is a little creepy, isn't it?]
[Even if I were a ghost now, being half-embraced like this is still a bit too ambiguous...]
She struggled slightly to create some distance between them, but the moment she moved, the Demon King seemed to sense her escape and his arms almost encircled her waist.
After two attempts, Bai Xi finally gave in.
"It has indeed been a long time. My 'most' loyal follower died but did not go to hell. Instead, he became a ghost. I had to send people to keep an eye on him for two years before I could confirm it was you. It really took me a lot of trouble."
When Safa said the word "most," he deliberately emphasized the syllable, as if reminding her of something.
After all, that's what Bai Xi said back then.
Now the boomerang has pierced its own back.
At that time, the elemental spirits around Maggie were extremely anxious, circling around Baixi, but they were helpless.
"Uh? Well, Demon King, you've had a hard time. Please calm down?"
Bai Xi cautiously probed.
She couldn't figure out Safa's thoughts either. He didn't seem to want to kill her, but to say he was friendly... well, he wasn't exactly friendly.
"Do you even want to kill me? I'm considering whether I should run away..."
After all, judging from his gritted teeth and furious tone, he seemed to want to tear her apart alive in the next second.
For some reason, I just couldn't kill her directly.
As Bai Xi finished speaking, Safa, whether out of anger or something else, stared at Bai Xi for a long time, his chest heaving violently twice, before taking a deep breath and speaking with a slightly agitated tone.
"If it weren't for her, you would have been dead long ago!"
It was clear that Safa hated Baishi to the core, but he still didn't make a move.
Upon noticing the word 'she', Bai Xi suddenly realized what was going on and blurted out a name.
"Oh! It's Philomona!"
She said that given Safa's violent nature, why didn't he just attack her right away? It turned out he had been warned.
Is this the benefit of being protected by a true big shot? It's so great that I don't have to die!
Bai Xi cheered inwardly.
As her son, Safa dared not fight her, because she had a mission to save the Elemental King, who was also her old flame, so... perhaps Safa would come to help.
Sure enough, when she heard her say the name 'Philomona', Safa's face immediately turned ashen.
"You'd better pray you stay useful."
Perhaps knowing that Bai Xi wouldn't run away this time, he simply let go of Bai Xi, but his tone was really unfriendly.
"Then I'll take your kind words."
Once Bai Xi was confirmed to be out of danger and released, she immediately began to let loose, no longer pretending to be timid, but speaking in a sarcastic and unsavory tone.
Without a doubt, Safa's face turned ashen upon hearing her words.
"I still prefer the way you knelt down to me without hesitation."
Safa sneered, his cold voice filled with intense malice.
He tried to imitate human habits, attempting to poke at Baixi's sore spot, but unfortunately...
This statement had absolutely no effect on Bai Xi.
If I had to put it in words, Bai Xi lost all self-respect the day she transmigrated.
Anyway, self-esteem is something that comes from strength. As long as she gets stronger every day, even if her self-esteem has been crushed into mud, it will come back, and it will come back even more.
"oh."
So Bai Xi gave a curt "Oh," not bothering to say another word.
She patted the clothes that her spirit had conjured on her body and prepared to walk out of the dark alley. Speaking of which, the clothes she was wearing now were the same ones she wore before she transmigrated.
Wearing casual shorts and a black and white t-shirt, paired with her extremely aloof face, she looked as if she had no attachment to this world, creating a surprisingly harmonious effect.
It suits her identity as an undead very well, at least.
So even in this medieval-themed magical world, it wasn't particularly out of place, nor did it attract much attention.
Safa clearly didn't expect that after Baixi learned the truth and confirmed that he was alright, she would completely forget about him.
He pursed his lips and watched Bai Xi walk away without hesitation, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Having been a demon king since birth, this was the first time he had been treated with such indifference. Everyone who saw him was extremely respectful, fearing his anger.
Strangely enough, Safa didn't feel that angry.
All he could think of was Bai Xi's cold and indifferent expression... and a strange feeling stirred within him.
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