The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

In the Intelligence Minister's office within the Demon City Cabinet, the room was currently silent, woven with countless schemes, except for the occasional crackle from the fireplace.

Seated behind a massive obsidian desk, Duke Karamos Melusine gently tapped his long fingers on the tabletop, as if striking piano keys.

As the leader of the Melusio tribe, his appearance was almost unnaturally beautiful, yet what was even more impossible to ignore were his eyes, filled with calculation.

Like a certain Duke within Andes Manor, he too was in an exceptionally good mood tonight.

According to the timing, at this very moment, the bomb he personally buried on the Northeast Shore of Vortex Sea should be about to detonate.

Not too much, not too little, it should be just enough to dismantle Colin Manor.

"Although it's not something worth mentioning, Padric's despairing expression is truly delightful to watch over and over... Hehe."

With an enchanting smile on his face, Karamos continued.

Poor Mia, your respected Uncle Melusine will give you a lesson, you must know that in this world everything comes with a price.

The price will be paid either by your father or your man.

The reason he wanted to establish that intelligence branch in Thunder City was not because the Melusine Family was particularly interested in the intelligence there, but purely to incite a fight between the young ladies of the Colin and Padric Families over the same toy.

The truly clever scheme lies in this; Lord Melusine only needs to make strategic adjustments, and the pawns he wishes to see fight will naturally start fighting.

Once Mia and Vivian fight to mutual ruin, the families behind them will both face disgrace, leaving the Melusine Family to step in, mediate, and make connections while cleaning up the mess left by Miss Mia.

Thus, the young Melusine, who is expanding territories on the Gana Continent, can lead the team gathered within the Maze to seamlessly take over the intelligence branch on the Northeast Shore of Vortex Sea.

And once his child successfully takes the position—

Padric might fall into despair, right?

Hehehehe.

Nothing is more pleasing than watching a nemesis in distress...

Melusine restrained the laughter that was about to spill over, as his subordinate stood at the door.

"Duke."

The demon secretary in a tailcoat silently walked in, holding a letter sealed with fire wax, and respectfully spoke.

"An urgent report from the Vortex Sea Northeast Shore Branch, sent by Miss Mia."

"Oh? Quite timely."

Karamos's smile deepened. With a slight hook of his forefinger, the letter floated up and flew into his hand, where his fingertips sliced open the fire wax seal of the Padric Family.

Appears the complaint letter has arrived.

Or is it a report?

He could even imagine Mia's tear-streaked face, lamenting how Vivian had flaunted her power, how she rendered Mia, the so-called "branch chief," powerless, and even forced her onto the streets, sleeping in bridge holes.

Unfolding the paper, the scent of ink wafted forth.

However, after reading merely two lines, Karamos's smile froze.

"Hmm?"

The letter did not depict the chaos he anticipated but instead presented joy and pride overflowing the paper before his eyes.

[Dear Uncle Melusine, thank you for granting me this opportunity to learn on the frontlines! I am honored not to have disappointed your expectations!

Under Lord Luo Yan's personal care and visionary guidance, the work of the intelligence bureau has achieved groundbreaking progress, and our intelligence efforts are flourishing, much like the smokestacks of factories in Thunder City!

]

Personal care?

How is this care shown?

Karamos's hand trembled slightly as he pulled out a monocle from the drawer and focused intently on the letter's contents.

However, the more he read, the tighter his brows furrowed, and his previously upturned lips drooped down.

[...We've successfully infiltrated local elite theater groups and have without conflict torn down Thunder City's high society defenses. Now, our agent has become the focal point of the entire city, even being personally invited to a banquet by Duke Edward, who honors her as a guest of distinction...]

[...The intelligence network has spread widely through noble banquets, previously inaccessible key figures are now, as Lord Luo Yan predicted, eagerly presenting their secrets before us...]

[...Let the Demon God's light shine upon the earth surface soon!]

Karamos set down the letter.

He rubbed his swollen brow, reread it, yet the contents had not changed upon rereading.

This play did not follow his script...

"Duke?"

Watching as his master's expressions fluctuated, the secretary cautiously whispered.

"Do you need to reply to the branch? Or... send someone to verify?"

Though he was unaware of the letter's contents, he felt the situation on that side may not bode well for Hell's broader plans...

Karamos regained his composure.

Glancing at the letter on the desk, which seemed to mock his miscalculations as a "victory report," the Hell Intelligence Minister paused, then released a cryptic chuckle.

"No need to verify."

He tossed the paper into the fireplace, watching the flames instantly devour it, and then, with a measured tone, instructed.

"Send a reply to Miss Padric for me, saying... the Cabinet is very satisfied with her work and encourages her to continue striving."

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