Chapter 145 · Volume 1

The Demon King's Castle in the Rainy Season (2)

“What’s the matter, my dear Miss Saintess?”
Her long purple hair fell gently over her shoulders as she walked up behind Lin Ling, leaning down to whisper softly in her ear.
“How does Miss Saintess plan to go on her grand adventure in this rain?”
A warm breath brushed gently against the tip of Lin Ling's ear, making her instinctively shrink her neck.
Ivelia tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing in her eyes, as if she were deliberately enjoying Lin Ling's growing panic.
Listening to Ivelia's words and feeling those hands gently pressing down on her shoulders, Lin Ling panicked.
【This is bad! Bad! Very bad! Is Miss Saintess's grand adventure going to end just like this?!】
Feeling the breath on her neck, she realized their current situation was also extremely precarious!
Lin Ling forgot to keep chewing the small piece of bread in her mouth, her eyes darting frantically from side to side.
Ivelia felt a slight vibration beneath her hands.
She looked down and saw that Lin Ling, whom she was holding down, was trembling slightly like a startled little animal.
【It seems I can't tease this overthinking Miss Saintess any further.】
“Alright, I don't mean to forbid your adventure plans.”
With that, Ivelia gently withdrew her hands from Lin Ling's shoulders.
“Really?!”
Lin Ling's eyes lit up instantly, and her tensed shoulders relaxed significantly.
“Really.”
Hearing the softened tone of the Demon King behind her, Lin Ling was already looking forward to her rainy day story.
“However...”
Ivelia deliberately dragged out the word, a faint smile gracing her lips once more.
“Do I have the honor of participating in Miss Saintess's rainy day story?”
Hearing Ivelia whisper in her ear, Lin Ling swallowed the small piece of bread with great difficulty.
【Does this small piece of bread serve the same purpose as saliva here?!】
“My, My Lady Demon King, aren't you supposed to be busy? Right?”
“At a time like this, shouldn't My Lady Demon King be extremely busy?!”
Lin Ling squeezed out an extremely stiff smile. If the Demon King joined, wouldn't Miss Saintess's adventure plans be completely washed out like the heavy rain outside?!
Hearing that Ivelia wanted to join her plans for today, Lin Ling went right back into vibration mode.
Even the cowlick sticking up on her head wobbled slightly in response.
【No way! Absolutely not!】
“Is that so?”
Ivelia blinked, her expression remaining perfectly calm.
“But today, the Demon King's official task is to join Miss Saintess's party.”
She spoke with absolute seriousness, as if this were the most normal official business of the day.
Lin Ling immediately sprang up from her seat, her movement so abrupt she almost knocked over the chair behind her. She then turned around to face Ivelia.
Meeting Lin Ling's gaze, Ivelia's expression remained incredibly serene.
“Are you sure you didn't just abandon your duties to arrest Miss Saintess, My Lady Demon King?”
Lin Ling tentatively took half a step backward.
Lin Ling found it utterly impossible to read what this Demon King was thinking behind that poker face.
【Damn it, is My Lady Demon King the Phantom Thief Kid?】
【What on earth is the meaning of this damn poker face, hey?!】
Ultimately, after jumping up and down, pacing back and forth, and agonizing over her thoughts, Miss Saintess stopped in her tracks with a tragic expression—
The Demon King has joined your party!
Your party has obtained a powerful character.
【Don't do a system announcement at a time like this, hey!】
【And why did this character join the party on her own?! Zero stars! Negative review!】
“Whoa!”
“My Lady Demon King, didn't we agree that you wouldn't just use the bridal carry on Miss Saintess whenever you felt like it?!”
Still protesting in her mind, Lin Ling suddenly experienced that sudden sensation of weightlessness once again.
She reflexively clung to Ivelia's neck, her calves dangling and kicking slightly in the air.
“Then that will have to wait until my dear Miss Saintess stops sneaking off on these dangerous adventures.”
Ivelia looked down at Lin Ling in her arms, her voice remaining gentle.
“Um... Then let's set off!”
Lin Ling selectively ignored what Ivelia had just said.
She even pointed directly toward the dining hall door, her head completely turned in that direction.
Her head was firmly turned toward the dining hall exit.
She looked as though as long as she didn't look at the Demon King, they wouldn't continue that conversation.
Watching the person in her arms blatantly change the subject, Ivelia narrowed her eyes slightly.
The faint smile on Ivelia's lips vanished instantly, and a hint of red light began to flicker in her eyes.
Even her arms holding Lin Ling tightened slightly.
“I really can't do anything with you. Let's go, my dear Miss Saintess.”
Once that red light appeared, it was quickly suppressed by Ivelia. She sighed softly, and then the two of them quickly vanished from the dining hall.
Only a few faint, drifting particles of magic left behind by the teleportation remained in the air.
And at that moment, a trembling hand reached out from the kitchen?
That hand was still gripping a spatula tightly.
A moment later, the Head Chef poked half of his head out from the kitchen.
Looking at the now empty dining hall, he let out a weary sigh.
【Why do I feel like I've been doing nothing but sighing lately?】
“Ah, Miss Saintess really knows how to cause trouble. Preparing lunch is going to be a nightmare now.”
The Head Chef wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, which had been brought on by the pressure the Demon King had unintentionally released.
He looked back to see that the chefs in the kitchen could barely even hold their utensils steady.
Even the magical beasts meant for ingredients had been knocked unconscious by the overwhelming pressure.
Just then, a pot lid slipped from someone's hand and hit the floor with a loud clang, while another chef huddled in the corner hugging an iron pot, looking as though they had just survived a major disaster.
The Head Chef could only shake his head at the messy kitchen, sighing silently as he looked in the direction where the two had departed.
【Could Miss Saintess please stop provoking the Demon King!】
【So say the chefs—】

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