The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Colin Manor is as lively as ever today.

Facing the smug Miss Vivian, Mia gritted her teeth and said that chess wasn't her forte, suggesting next time they try something the Padric Family excels at.

Vivian laughed when she heard this, but her delicate face stiffened upon hearing the content of the challenge.

"That's... not okay." Her momentum weakened instantly, her crimson eyes darting around the room, looking for a chance to change the subject.

"Oh?"

Mia watched the retreating Vivian with a grin, her hands on her waist, body slightly leaning forward, her gaze relentless. "Isn't the Colin Family self-proclaimed rulers of the night? What, the 'Lords' of the Colin Family are actually scared? Isn't that your most confident battlefield?"

Silver fangs rubbed against her lips, Vivian glared at Mia, tempted to take a bite out of her neck but afraid to burn herself.

"You rascal..."

This shameless cook enchantress!

It's outrageous to deceive demons like this!

The challenge was actually simple: whoever could successfully "eat" first would win completely, while the other would fail utterly.

Vivian wasn't just annoyed by the difficulty of the night raid, but by Mia's challenge rules that allowed each side to use their racial talents.

This challenge seemed to put vampires at a disadvantage!

If she bit Mia, she'd merely leave a hickey, but if a lunatic from the Padric Family bit her, then her dear brother would be completely sullied!

Mia was actually a bit nervous too; she wasn't truly ready for a night raid, but seeing this smug little demon infuriated her, she couldn't help but show off her quick wit.

After all, she wasn't a mad member of the Colin Family, she wouldn't do things that only subordinate enchanting demons would do, such as night raids...

However, she really wanted to win, especially wanting to see this arrogant little demon's face show a frustrated expression, kneeling on the carpet, crying out that they can't afford to play.

Hmm—

That's definitely how it would be!

Luo Yan, who had gone to fetch a letter halfway through, hadn't heard the latter part of their conversation, nor did he want to.

It would only give him a headache.

Having picked up the package sent by Mi Xi, Luo Yan went to Taufu's room to collect an egg, personally delivering it to the kitchen before returning to the side hall.

Seeing the two demons glaring at each other again in the blink of an eye, he cleared his throat, breaking the increasingly tense atmosphere.

"What are you two talking about?"

The faces of Mia and Vivian simultaneously blushed, both guilty, averting their gaze, and spoke in unison.

"No, nothing."

"...?"

Luo Yan was curious about when the two of them had become so in sync, but he didn't ask further. He had many things to worry about throughout the day, so trivial matters didn't need attention.

The Demon King of Thunder County expressed that the noise in Colin Manor was hardly worth mentioning.

The entire manor was bought just for the little ancestors from the Demon City to mess around with, otherwise, he'd simply stay in a hotel on Queen Street.

It's more convenient for him to remotely control Mr. Sak Jifeng to harvest wheat there.

"Mia, here's your letter."

"Ah! Thank you!" Seeing the package in Luo Yan's hand, Mia hurriedly went over and took it, impatiently tearing it open and hiding in the corner to read.

Though somewhat curious about what kind of letter from the Demon City was sent to Mia, Luo Yan, being a gentleman, neither inquired nor peeked.

Even if it was easy for him.

Watching Mia hiding sneakily in the corner reading the letter, Vivian squinted her eyes, fangs rubbing against her lips, feeling an ominous premonition.

Based on the experience of the Little Tyrant of Magic City, this was the expression of someone reporting to their family...

But Mr. Feistin wasn't an ordinary person, and he might not show up with Minotaur Blood at her grandfather's house, which wouldn't be fun at all.

Humph, the cook enchantress can't afford to play anymore.

You think you're the only one who can write letters!

Just when Vivian was pondering whether to write a letter home as well, footsteps suddenly echoed from the corridor outside the side hall.

The steward of Colin Manor stood at the door, bowing respectfully.

"Your Highness... the steward of Duke Campbell sent a letter, the Duke wishes to visit your residence tomorrow. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

At the mention of Campbell, Luo Yan's heart involuntarily leapt up, but upon hearing it was Edward, his heartbeat returned to normal.

"Let him come... ahem, please reply saying that I welcome him as a guest, Nanfu misses Princess Lino."

"Yes..."

The steward nodded respectfully, not daring to linger in the strange atmosphere of the side hall, quickly leaving after closing the door.

"Duke Campbell? Is he from that Hero Family?" Having finished reading the letter, Mia excitedly asked.

"Indeed, he is."

Luo Yan nodded, looking at his superior Miss, speaking gently, "So, can I ask my dear Mia to accompany me in a play, can I count on you?"

He had learned about the joke Mia made when she disembarked a few days ago, and now the whole city was buzzing with rumors about him and someone.

But that's not important.

There isn't a story Lord Demon King can't smooth over.

Just as he was about to reveal the script he had just made up, Mia blushed deeply, losing her composure the moment he said "dear."

Hell Intelligence Bureau's secret.

"Rest assured! Luo Yan, leave this little task to me! Heh, hehe... my script is already written for me!"

Written?

Luo Yan glanced at her in surprise, then with a smile said.

"Didn't expect you to be so prepared, looks like now I'll be acting along with you."

"Actually, I just prepared it."

Ignoring Vivian's almost ceiling-unbridled jealous glare, Mia blushing chuckled bashfully.

Her index finger twirled her pink hair on her temples, her shy tone carrying a hint of pride.

"Now I'm Yaya Mitiya, the little daughter of the late noble Gilbert Mitiya from the Holy City. I've inherited a large fortune from Baron Mitiya's hands. Oh, yes, my file has been transferred from the Demon King Management Department to the Hell Intelligence Bureau, ordered to establish an intelligence station on the Northeast Shore of Vortex Sea, hmm... I might need to bother you long-term in the future, hope I'm not troubling you."

The Hell Intelligence Bureau not only sent an appointment letter, but also prepared a complete set of legal identity for her, even using long-embedded informants.

Completely ignored, Vivian heard this and exploded in anger, and what infuriated her more was this one who specifically targeted brothers of others actually acted so unscrupulously!

Demon God Bayele above, she had never heard of such a reckless promotion path, what does the Padric Family's fox spirit take Lord Demon God's Ministry of Internal Affairs for?

Leapfrog chess?

The Colin Family cannot allow such blasphemy—

Wait a minute!

Vivian suddenly came to her senses, suppressing her emerging anger, and her scarlet eyes flashed with intelligence.

The Padric Family's fox spirit being transferred to the Intelligence Bureau means that the Demon King's "supervisor" position has become vacant?

This is obviously a good thing!

Realizing a blind spot in all this, Vivian excitedly clenched her small fists, almost drooling.

This time it might truly be easy to 'win'!

As the vampire stealthily sneaked out of the side hall, Luo Yan froze because of a familiar surname.

"Baron Mitiya?"

Seeing the suddenly frozen Luo Yan, Mia also paused slightly, her clear eyes full of confusion.

"You know him?"

"More than just know him."

After a brief surprise, Luo Yan regained his composed elegance, candidly said.

"I've had an encounter with your 'brother,' Baron Harvey Mitiya. When I passed through the Holy City, he painted a picture for me."

There are many people named Mitiya in the Holy City, but there is only one Baron Mitiya.

That fellow is a painter capable of making a name in history; even the paintings in Saint Clement Cathedral have his works.

Unexpectedly, Count Casite Hillfin's confidant turned out to be an informant for Hell, knowing Count Casite Hillfin is only one step away from the Pope.

Demon God Bayele above.

These seemingly decadent demons, once serious, have truly formidable strength.

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