"You know, as the Demon King, you surely know that after the Old Demon King dies, the Demon King’s Power will choose a new Demon King Heir across the Aireland Continent."
Shami nodded, "That’s indeed true."
"At that ti, the Demon King’s Power chose Luwaka, and Luwaka embarked on the path to becoming the Demon King. After that, he left the pasture, and when I found out his identity again, it was when Fata announced the detailed information about the Demon King to the whole continent."
"Luwaka found the city I lived in, often coming to bother , saying things like ’I’ll take care of you’ and other nonsense."
"Then did Teacher Harlan agree?"
"No way. How could I marry the Demon King? That’s a dangerous role exclusive to the Demon King! I’m a noble lady of the Fess Kingdom, engaged from a young age to a noble’s son from another family to consolidate the relationship between the two families."
This is the most common form of marriage alliance between nobles. The other noble Harlan ntioned was probably from the family of Sword Hero Shukas.
The topic suddenly beca heavy and realistic.
"The following events involve the entire world beginning to crusade against the Demon King. I also beca a Hero, forming an adventure squad and embarking on the path to defeat the Hero."
Harlan spoke of the initial events of the crusade against Luwaka.
Shami and White Hair exchanged a glance, gradually drawn into the complex relationship between Luwaka and Harlan.
"Afterward, in a dungeon personally crafted by Luwaka, he used drugs to knock out and then forcibly took back to the Demon King Castle."
"In the end, he still resorted to such forceful ans! I thought Luwaka would use this thod to wash clean!"
The shattered filter prompted Shami to complain.
Harlan’s recollection ended here, with one crucial point left unsaid.
If Shukas wasn’t the kind of person who frequently cheated, accepting high society’s invitation to that Loli Island, she wouldn’t have taken this path.
It’s not her fault, but this world’s. Harlan thought darkly.
Returning to reality, Harlan silently watched Lina, noticing Lina’s gaze, filled with admiration, frequently turning to Shami, realizing she likely couldn’t intervene in this matter.
Harlan understood Lina’s feelings for the black-haired boy before her, and with a sigh, she warned Shami like a trustful reminder.
"Shami, although I’m a Great Swordsman, I’m from the previous generation, and I won’t participate in battles against the Demon Clan. I’m also tired of such conflicts. For today’s eting, I’ll promise absolute confidentiality with the honor of a Swordsman. However, countless people in this world are scheming to kill you and seize your treasures. As a Demon Envoy, Lina faces death risks at any ti. I hope you won’t treat her as a pawn to be discarded once used."
Shami frowned slightly, feeling a sense of admonishnt, but he didn’t mind much and understood Harlan’s intentions.
"Rest assured about such matters. Lina holds a special place in my heart."
Shami smiled earnestly.
White Hair looked up, staring blankly at Shami, her eyes like newly ford beautiful gems, extrely captivating.
Shami didn’t even need to touch it, imdiately seeing a series of numbers above White Hair’s head.
[Beep beep beep!]
[Loyalty: 100]
[Affection: 100]
[Status: When both loyalty and affection reach 100, even at the mont of losing consciousness at death, the brain still thinks of the Demon King.]
[Remark: When encountering such a Demon Envoy, the Demon King should marry her as the Queen of Demons; this is an unwavering support that will never betray the Demon King.]
Shami was startled by White Hair’s full affection and loyalty. He had never spoken any sweet words to White Hair, not expecting that just a simple phrase would have such an effect.
"Lina!"
Harlan called out to awaken the infatuated Heroic Maiden, and Lina snapped back to reality, quickly hiding her excitent inside.
"Teacher Harlan..."
"Lina, you don’t have to be at the forefront in everything, if you can take it easy within the Demon Clan, do so."
"Huh...?"
"If you encounter an adventure squad you truly can’t defeat, then hide."
"Huh...?"
"If the Demon King is killed, then co back and find , and we’ll live with the widows’ support group; you can live well without a man."
"Are you cursing to die first, huh! Don’t say such things in front of !"
Shami glared at Harlan.
White Hair moved forward, emotionally embracing Harlan.
"Teacher Harlan, thank you..."
Stroking Lina’s back hair, Harlan deeply embraced Lina.
Seeing her pupil truly walking with the Demon King, Harlan sighed but said nothing more.
The emotional scene ca to an end.
White Hair even shed a small gem-like tear, and Shami gently wiped it away with his finger.
Harlan turned and left.
"Wait for here."
Shami instructed White Hair to stay put, chasing after Harlan, who had already walked several hundred ters away.
"Do you have anything else to say? Secrecy? Rest assured, I am indifferent to human and demon affairs now; I am, and will be in the future."
As a woman coming from a noble family in a kingdom, Harlan had seen too many n. From her current husband Shukas, to Luwaka corrupted by a Succubus, to the various glamorous n of high society, the inside of the upper class, despite its glamorous exterior, is filthier than anything.
Harlan had seen all kinds of disgusting things and had beco numb to worldly matters, unwilling to get involved anymore.
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