In front of a quaint bar storefront, a middle-aged woman dressed in a luxurious black coat is drinking. With a long sword at her waist, despite being in her forties, her face is well-maintained with fair skin, expressive thick eyebrows, exuding a strong feminine aura. At the sa ti, due to being a sword master, her every movent reveals a bold and generous deanor.
Shami watched and finally thought that Luwaka’s taste seed sowhat normal.
However, loving a married woman. Also liking Minotaurs, Luwaka might as well go die!
Harlan downed a large glass of beer with a gloomy expression, making the villager waiter too scared to make a sound.
"Lina, you bastard, doing such a thing. Don’t let find you. Don’t think I don’t know your whereabouts, I’m your teacher, you must have been active around here."
Harlan placed down a Silver Coin, turned, and walked away, continuing to look for the white-haired one in the village.
Outside the village, the white-haired girl shrugged fearfully, looking to Shami for help.
"What should I do, Shami? Teacher Harlan is my ntor who taught swordsmanship during my journey to defeat the demon king. Both of us are aiming to subdue the demon king. But now... if she finds turned into a Demon Envoy, my butt will surely be beaten flower-like, right?"
No, white hair, first of all, your butt can only be beaten by the demon king.
"Second, Harlan had her own dirt, she’s not here just to chase after you."
Shami looked at the white-haired girl.
"Shami, is there sothing more you’re trying to say?"
Whether it’s the surviving proof of the Bone Fra or the evidence in his possession about Harlan’s collusion with the forr demon king, any single piece would be enough to annihilate Harlan continentally.
Shami thought carefully. Both Harlan and her husband Shukas are significant figures in the Fess Kingdom, often active in the Fess Kingdom’s capital and well-inford about various decrees.
As a demon king who erged from Yili Village of the Fess Kingdom, Shami has so special sentintal attachnt to this kingdom.
If he were to go against the Fess Kingdom in the future, he certainly wouldn’t choose to destroy it first.
The Fess Kingdom happens to lack an intelligence liaison.
Harlan just ca knocking, didn’t she?
Shami couldn’t help but curl his mouth upwards.
"Lina, let’s et Harlan directly."
"Eh!"
The white-haired girl widened her eyes in surprise, imdiately filled with panic.
"I can’t... betray my teacher and ancestors..."
"I’m not asking you to kill Harlan, just rely et her. Rest assured, I guarantee nothing will happen."
Urged and comforted by Shami, the white-haired girl resolved to et her ntor.
Harlan had already been in Yili Village for three days. Relying on the habits she’d noted down while interacting with Lina, she could feel Lina’s recent traces in every corner of the village.
Of course. The white-haired one had secretly been active, transforming the village into an Underground City.
If Harlan found out that she’s currently inside the demon clan’s Underground City, she’d certainly be shocked.
Soon, in a village alley not far away, Harlan seed to spot a familiar head of white hair and her thoughts snapped back to reality as she hurriedly followed.
She followed all the way until she exited the village, entering a wooded area devoid of people.
The white-haired girl cautiously erged from behind a tree, her face full of embarrassnt, but she still squeezed out a smile at Harlan.
"Ha, Teacher Harlan, long ti no see."
Harlan was startled, looking at the apologetic white-haired girl before her. Her maturely made-up face softened montarily before quickly returning to a cold and stern deanor.
"Lina, you really are here. Why wouldn’t you co out to see ?"
"I always felt Teacher Harlan was coming to kill , such malice, even a little white rabbit would be scared!"
The white-haired girl looked fearfully at Harlan.
Harlan took a deep breath and questioned the white-haired girl.
"Of course I co with malice. Lina, why have you beco a Demon Envoy?"
The white-haired girl suddenly didn’t know how to answer.
Because her childhood sweetheart beca the demon king, and then because she coveted the childhood sweetheart’s body, she beca a Demon Envoy?
Or say her original intention to defeat the demon king was just to stay with her childhood sweetheart for three days and three nights, and if not for that goal, who’d want to embark on such a gruelling and tireso journey. Who the demon king is doesn’t matter, what matters is whether the three days and nights can be realized. If yes, even if the childhood sweetheart is the demon king, she being the Demon Envoy doesn’t matter!
"..."
The white-haired girl’s eyebrows arched.
No matter which reason, she absolutely couldn’t say it out loud! Was she actually such an unserious Hero!
Seeing Lina’s prolonged silence, Harlan pursed her lips, holding her breath with a fierce look in her eyes, flashing a hint of care, and her tone softened.
"Do you realize how dangerous your sword skills are if they fall into the demon race?"
"Actually, my sword skills aren’t that great..."
Not great? You’re a one-in-a-million swordsmanship genius, Lina! Holy Sword Form isn’t sothing anyone can master!
"What exactly happened? Did the demon king capture and force you to beco a Demon Envoy? Do they have sothing on you, nude photos? Scandalous images? Or did he drug you and do such things as blackmail?"
Secretly listening from behind the tree, Shami blinked awkwardly.
Why is this lady so knowledgeable about this sort of thing?
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