"And then? Later the Judgent Court couldn't hold on and ca to ask for my help."
Lette slid his fingers over the Holy Text with one hand, while stroking his chin with the other.
"The black robed Archbishop said many nice things and promised that the Judgent Court would never bother again in the future.
I saw their pity, and as they offered many privileges, I reluctantly agreed.
To this day, I'm still on their Judgent Court's blacklist."
Emily covered her mouth in disbelief: "The Judgent Court has a blacklist?"
Lilith smirked: "Yes, but his is the only na on it. Anything related to him, the Judgent Court basically ignores."
Emily suddenly understood why the disciplinary black knights all chose to ignore Lilith, the Demon.
"And what about the Demon Realm?"
Lilith quickly picked up the conversation: "As for the Demon Realm, it's even worse.
In less than half a month, the Demon Gods lost almost an entire generation of elites, causing a severe talent gap.
But their sky-high rewards had already been issued, and the remaining demons all yearned for this opportunity to soar to the skies.
In helplessness, the Lord Demon Gods could only bow to this guy, begging to hold a second victims' reunion, hoping to find a solution."
Emily's ntal state was well trained: "And then they got tricked again, right?"
Lette obviously didn't like this terminology; he slapped his thigh and vehently defended himself.
"What do you an by 'again'? I was using internet thinking to reanalyze the underlying structure, iterating the latest strategies.
Then thoroughly understanding user pain points, relying on big data and cloud services to standardize target users.
Finally, breaking down the industrial barriers between private and public traffic, achieving the flat matrix of the full information architecture!"
Emily's clear eyes reflected a light of foolishness: "Was that Hell profanity?"
Lilith curled her lips: "Simply put, this guy ca up with sothing called a draft and nad it 'Abyss Good Demon'.
Then made the hunting qualification the champion's reward each season, rallying demons who wanted to participate in hunting activities to join.
This way, the Demon Gods could monopolize the challenge qualification through this thod. Also, it facilitated their under-the-table operations.
After all, the demons they truly wanted to promote aren't necessarily the strongest. More often, they're the strong but obedient ones.
Those who are strong but ambitious, or simply eyesores, they'd give the Hunting Order as a reward to those guys.
Then they could legitimately send them to the human world to court death.
Thus, the Demon Gods' control over their forces beca even stronger.
Lilith pointed to her nose, sowhat helplessly adding.
"To ensure these troublemakers sent here would be eliminated, and also to ensure this man wouldn't be killed accidentally by so demon, they sent over.
Don't look at following him around, I'm not his servant; I'm free."
Lette was brimming with confidence: "Just say, after the project was implented, did it concretely solve the client's pain points?"
Lilith rolled her eyes dramatically: "Yes, yes, solved very thoroughly.
Now the regularly held debt collectors' reunions have beco the most important unofficial gathering for various powers in the Demon Realm.
The Demon Gods, who didn't sign a contract at first, end up begging this guy, crying to join this elite little circle.
All the demons in the Demon Realm deeply resent him, yet hope he lives long."
Emily, if you ever fall into the Hell Abyss or similar places, ntioning his na really works."
Emily was silent for a long ti before timidly asking, "Are you... really a Holy Knight?"
To this question, Lette thought for a long ti before confidently nodding.
"Yes."
As the final Holy Text landed on Emily's face, Lette clapped his hands and stood up.
"Alright, it's done. With so many locks in place, I can finally sleep peacefully tonight.
By the way, you're sleeping here tonight too."
"What! No way!"
Emily imdiately hugged herself, watching Lette with great vigilance: "If you dare touch , I'll go down with you."
Lette was full of disdain: "First of all, with your ability, even if you died 800 tis, you wouldn't harm a hair on .
Secondly, out of more than thirty seals, more than twenty are there to keep you alive. If you can actually commit suicide, I'll give you my head to kick around like a ball.
Lastly, I'm not interested in you at all!
Please understand, I'm a man who carries an Enchanting Demon with him, why would I need to do anything with you?"
Emily's gaze shifted to Lilith, her eyes changing from fear to contempt.
"So you do like this kind of... ugh!"
Lette instantly beca defensive and jumped up: "Slander! She's slandering ! Lilith! It's all your fault! If you had a better figure, would I be subject to such slander?"
Lilith angrily hopped on his neck, biting his head: "I lowered myself to accompany you, and you're being picky?
I've beco like this because of you! Dare bla ? Watch bite you to death!"
Just as one man and one demon were getting along rrily, the Knight Captain Kertes' voice ca from outside the door.
"Your Highness!"
"What is it?"
"There's been a significant discovery, please Your Highness, co to take a look!"
"Alright! Wait for to take off my hat!"
After a series of clanking noises, Lette walked out of the tent and set a Holy Light Barrier with a wave of his hand.
"Your Highness, are you alright? Why are there so many teeth marks on your forehead?"
"What teeth marks? That's just the indentation from my new hat."
"Are you sure about that? It's starting to bleed..."
Lette waved a Holy Healing Technique over his forehead and changed the topic: "What's going on, exactly?"
"Your Highness, we... caught a werewolf lurking among the crowd."
"A werewolf?"
Lette was stunned for a mont, looking up at the towering Linsaint Watchtower. Besides marking the boundary of the Lingsheng District, it also held a certain sacredness.
It was built initially with the blessings and protection from at least Fifth level High Priests, and it's bathed in Holy Water annually.
To ordinary people, the Watchtower has a certain healing effect, resembling a large totem pole.
How could a creature like a werewolf, a mber of the Dark Race, appear around such a structure?
"Take to see..."
"Yes! This way, Your Highness!"
Kertes led Lette deeper into the camp, while recounting how they caught the werewolf.
"By chance, one of our guards had a minor collision with a rchant's young lad while out for supplies.
You know, the armor of the disciplinary black knights is blessed by the High Priests. When the armor tore through his clothes and touched his skin, the lad's skin was imdiately burnt.
That's when we captured him and brought him back."
"At such close range, if you hadn't touched his skin, you couldn't even tell?"
"Yes, that's what's terrifying. We couldn't handle it, so we troubled you..."
Lette's brow furrowed deeply. Not fearing the Holy Tower, avoiding detection by the black knights—the werewolf, if an exception, was fine.
But if not, it could be a major issue.
"Ancestor level Vampire breaking out, a Holy Daughter candidate attacked and killed, and a werewolf escaping the black knights' notice...
Hiss... This is a recipe for disaster!"
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