The matters Leticia needed to handle weren't that nurous—just settling so scores after autumn.
First was poor Mr. Lance. He had been basically useless in this incident and had nearly caused a major disaster. Though he tried his best to make ands afterward, the effect could only be described as better than nothing.
"I'm fining you one year's salary, then you'll go guard the border for half a year. Any objections?" Leticia leaned against the ancestral chair that had been ravaged by Bai Ling for half a day, her eyes casually looking down at the man kneeling on the ground, drenched in cold sweat.
Lance only felt Leticia's sharp, blade-like gaze slowly scraping across his body. At this mont, how could he harbor any dissatisfaction? Not dying was already very good.
The Demon King's oppressive presence was as overwhelming as ever. In front of Leticia, Lance didn't dare have any ulterior thoughts. Thinking of those sches in his heart before, he wished he could travel back in ti and punch himself a few tis.
He absolutely couldn't betray Demon King—otherwise, what he'd face would be true hell.
"No, no, thank you for Your Majesty's rcy." Lance kept his head deeply bowed, not daring to et Leticia's eyes.
His utterly disgraceful appearance fell into the eyes of Aina nearby, making this fellow Four Heavenly King girl curl her lips in disdain.
Tch, with such a pathetic bearing, did he deserve to be a Heavenly King? Aina looked down on Lance from the bottom of her heart.
It was just making a mistake—couldn't he just hold his head high, puff out his chest, and honestly accept punishnt? This shaful appearance—was this what a Heavenly King should display?
"Mm, then go pack up." Leticia waved her hand, indicating Lance could get lost.
Getting permission to leave, Lance imdiately scampered away like smoke, looking like he'd rush to the border without stopping.
"Such behavior." Leticia shook her head and shifted to a slightly more comfortable position.
Due to Bai Ling's ravaging of the throne, it now had a thick blanket covering it, making it much more comfortable to sit on than before.
Crossing her black-stockinged legs, Leticia pondered what she should do next.
The things that needed doing were basically finished. Today that surnad Bai had taken Little Ya out shopping for souvenirs again, leaving only herself as an idle person in the Demon King's palace.
What should she do?
"Your Majesty, do I get any reward?" At this mont, Aina, who had been waiting nearby for quite so ti, spoke up.
Looking at Aina, who was like a little dog, Leticia couldn't help but smile. This girl clearly didn't have canine bloodline.
Why did she feel so much like a canine beastman from the beastman tribes?
"What reward does Aina want? How about I give you a big dal?" Leticia said to Aina with a smile.
This wasn't Leticia being stingy—Aina just liked this kind of reward.
If Leticia gave her gold, silver, and treasures, Aina would actually be unhappy. Those crudely made big dals were what could make Aina beam with joy.
The low EQ way to put it was "crudely made," but with higher EQ, they were made by the Demon King's own hands—each one unique and limited edition.
Though the materials used weren't that rare, just being made by the Demon King's hands could make these dals' value skyrocket to an astonishing height.
And such dals—Aina already had a whole storage cabinet full of them in her ho in Demon King City.
But Aina still felt it wasn't enough. She wanted more dals, preferably enough to fill her entire house.
"Great!" Aina cheered. "Your Majesty is so wonderful!"
These words made even Leticia blush a little. How was she wonderful? She was clearly an unscrupulous boss exploiting her employee.
Aina worked so diligently for her, yet she only gave her such a small reward. Even Leticia felt embarrassed saying it out loud.
"Aina, do you want anything else? Like material rewards or sothing?" Leticia asked.
"Having Your Majesty's reward is enough!" Aina happily shook her head, refusing Leticia's good intentions. "If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."
"Ah, really don't want anything?" Leticia pressed her temples and asked. "Just na any number—I can afford it."
"Really don't want anything. If Your Majesty really wants to reward , just make this dal bigger and prettier."
"You little brat, are you saying the dals I made for you before weren't big enough or pretty enough?" Leticia scolded with a smile.
Aina grinned. "Of course not! It's just that Your Majesty let make a request, so this request isn't too much, right?"
Too much? Of course it wasn't too much.
The materials Leticia used for making dals were common magical materials available everywhere in the Demon Realm—the kind you could buy several pounds of wholesale from roadside stalls.
The only special thing about these dals should be that they were personally crafted by Leticia and bore the Demon King's magical aura.
And items related to the Demon King would see their value skyrocket several tis over. For example, an ordinary teacup cost ten yuan, but one used by the Demon King could sell for at least several million.
Of course, no one had the guts to buy or sell such things.
"Fine, fine, this ti I'll make you one as big as a washbasin." Leticia said with a smile. Having such a subordinate was truly comfortable.
So comfortable that she felt sowhat guilty about it.
"Yay!" Aina cheered again. "I'll go ho right now to clear so space for the dal Your Majesty is going to give !"
"Good, go on, go on." Leticia naturally quite liked this girl who was so easily satisfied.
These days, such useful tool people were rare.
Aina bounced away happily, and the hall suddenly beca quiet. Leticia stood up from the throne and stretched.
Then she saw a sneaky little head appear at the doorway.
"What are you doing hiding there?" Leticia walked to the doorway and pulled out Little Ya, who had been peeking for quite a while. "Back quite early."
"Eh heh heh." Little Ya grinned foolishly at Leticia. "Sister Qianqian was so imposing just now."
After watching what just happened, even if Little Ya was slow, she could guess who Leticia was.
That look of sitting on the throne, surveying the world—just like those eternal emperors from TV dramas.
"So Sister Qianqian is the Demon King." Little Ya scratched her head, saying quietly.
Reaching out to lightly tap Little Ya's forehead, Leticia said fiercely, "Only figuring it out now—Little Ya, you should seriously reflect on what's in that head of yours."
......
"I feel like Sister Qianqian is very different from the Demon King I imagined." Walking alongside Leticia, Bai Ya looked up at Leticia like a shy kitten, then quickly lowered her head again.
This made Leticia wonder if she hadn't fully switched out of work mode yet.
Demon King mode Leticia was indeed very intimidating. That natural authority of a superior could easily intimidate inexperienced little girls like Ya.
Mm, of course, it wouldn't just be Little Ya who'd be intimidated. Most demons facing such a Leticia probably wouldn't perform much better than Lance just now.
Leticia's gaze could truly kill.
"Oh, how is it different?" Leticia asked with a smile.
Little Ya showed a conflicted expression. After hesitating for a long ti, she finally gathered courage to speak: "Thinking of how Sister Qianqian looked when playing with before, the Sister Qianqian just now felt very out of place."
"This is called being approachable. Does Little Ya want to see with a stern face all the ti?" Miss Demon King shook her head. "Even if Little Ya wanted to see it, I wouldn't want to keep a sour expression."
That would be very tiring, especially since Leticia's natural features weren't suited for stern expressions. Making such a cute little face look serious required considerable effort.
For today's eting, Leticia had been styled by Xue'er for an entire morning.
"Sigh, this dress is really uncomfortable. I'm changing out of it as soon as I get back." Leticia sighed to herself.
Having grown accustod to loose clothing, she absolutely couldn't get used to this deadly tight formal wear. She didn't have anything that needed emphasizing anyway—why wear such tight clothes?
Others wore such things to accentuate their figures with curves, boosting their presence. For her to wear this was just self-torture with no benefit.
Could she even accentuate anything? Unless she stuffed sothing in, it was completely useless.
"But I think Sister Qianqian looks super cool like this." Little Ya said with admiration. That black-haired girl leaning against the throne just now perfectly fit her ideal image.
Decided! From today on, Sister Qianqian would be her idol!
"Cool is cool, but it's also really deadly." Leticia pointed to her waist. "Little Ya, feel how tight my waist is bound."
Since Leticia actively invited her, Little Ya had no reason to refuse. She reached out her hand under Leticia's cloak to feel Leticia's waist.
"So tight."
"Right? If Little Ya wants to experience it, I'll have Xue'er get you a set later." Leticia said with a mischievous smile. "There's a banquet at Elsa's tonight. How about letting everyone see cute Little Ya?"
"If Sister Qianqian and my sister go with , I think I can do it." Unexpectedly, Little Ya not only didn't back down but spoke quite courageously.
This reaction caught Leticia off guard. She had just wanted to scare Little Ya a bit—she hadn't planned to drag herself into it.
Making her attend such a boring banquet? No way!
"I think we can change the subject now." Miss Demon King looked away.
"Sister Qianqian can't go back on her word. Demon King surely can't break promises, right?" Little Ya grabbed Leticia's hand and went on the offensive. "I really want to see what demon banquets are like."
"Very boring, really very boring. The people who co to eat are all weirdos who'll completely kill your appetite." Leticia frantically searched for excuses.
But Little Ya wasn't so easily fooled. Worse yet, Qila happened to walk over from the other side.
After hearing Leticia and Little Ya's conversation, Qila imdiately indicated she was on Little Ya's side.
"Elsa sent an invitation a few days ago. I'll go look for it—should be sowhere I tossed it." Qila winked at Leticia. This is what you get for running your mouth, sister. Now you've fallen into the pit. "Elsa will be very happy knowing you're going."
"No, I didn't, I don't want to go!" Leticia protested tearfully.
Unfortunately, Qila and Little Ya selectively ignored Leticia's protests. These two girls were already holding hands, enthusiastically discussing what clothes to wear and how much food to eat tonight.
"Sister, this afternoon I'll have Sister Xue'er supervise you properly. Don't think about standing us up." Before leaving Leticia's sight, Qila didn't forget to turn back and give her dear sister one more line.
Seeing the mischief in Qila's eyes, Leticia covered her face. Why couldn't she control her mouth?
Now it was trouble—disaster from the mouth.
"Seems like you're not in a good mood." Just as the two sisters left, Miss Bai erged from so corner.
This person definitely wasn't just passing by but had been following behind Leticia and Little Ya all along. Otherwise, she wouldn't have appeared so coincidentally.
And from that suppressed smile on her face, she had probably heard every word of Leticia and Little Ya's conversation.
"Thanks for your concern, but seeing you makes even angrier!" Leticia couldn't stand it and imdiately jumped up to punch Bai Ling.
But Bai Ling had anticipated this and took a slight step back, making Leticia's punch miss completely.
Wearing thick-soled shoes, Leticia lost her balance when her punch missed, and as she desperately tried to regain balance, Bai Ling stepped forward and gently embraced Leticia's waist.
This retreat and advance left Leticia in Bai Ling's arms, making one suspect Bai Ling had planned this all along.
Otherwise, how could her movents be so quick and her timing so perfect?
"Be careful. Without here, you would have fallen quite hard." Bai Ling showed a seemingly harmless smile.
"You... before saying such things, could you let go first?" Leticia's face was sowhat red. Having her already sensitive waist embraced by Bai Ling like this made her feel strange.
Besides, even without Bai Ling catching her, Leticia with her magic wouldn't have fallen.
"You weren't wrong just now—this waist is bound quite tightly." Bai Ling obediently released Leticia. "Have Xue'er adjust it this afternoon."
"That's finally sothing human to say." Leticia rubbed her face. "Are you going tonight? If so, I need to have Elsa's side prepare to receive a big eater."
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