Aisemata's eyes gradually brightened. Unexpectedly, Lord Demon King had even considered this, and even more surprisingly, this lord was willing to think on her behalf.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

Luo Yan nodded.

"It's decided then, go and handle it."

"Yes!"

Just like Helen, Aisemata also left the side of Lord Demon King, brimming with satisfaction. So much so that when she left the camp, the Dark Night Elves resting by the campfire were amazed and looked at her twice, finding it unbelievable.

They could understand Miss Helen. After all, there had always been plenty of humans interested in Dark Night Elves, and it was rumored that Gray Wind Tribe was blessed because of this. But how did even the Lizardman...

Isn't this unusual?

Several Dark Night Elf Mages exchanged glances, whispering in low voices, with ambiguous glimmers in their eyes as they watched Aisemata leave.

Though the reputation of Lord Demon King was unfathomable, gossip about him was never scarce within the Great Graveyard, it just rarely reached his ears.

As for why things turned this way.

It all started with a certain outspoken little demon...

During dinner time.

Sarah was crouched by the campfire, heating a pot, and cracking all the accumulated dragon eggs into it.

This was the cooking method Lord Demon King had instructed her: first fry the eggs before adding hot water, turning the whole pot of soup milky white and filling it with a rich aroma.

However—

This works with chicken eggs, but it was evidently not suitable for dragon eggs.

Seeing the sudden bloom of magical light in the pot, Sarah was startled.

"Ahhh..."

She scrambled to pour boiling water into the pot, resulting in a sizzle, turning the soup milky white, but emitting an overwhelming stink.

Why does it smell so bad?

Her furry ears drooped on her head, and Sarah wore a dejected expression.

After an internal struggle, she ultimately couldn't bear to throw away the dragon eggs in the pot, so she secretly picked the half-cooked eggs into a bowl, poured the soup into a small ditch by a nearby tent, and then hurried off to the well to wash the pot.

Passing by the sneaky Sarah, Helen gave her a strange look, feeling that this guard lady was different from usual.

But after all, she was trusted by Lord Demon King, so Helen didn't think much of it, lifted the tent flap, and returned inside, sitting cross-legged on her sleeping bag, starting her meditation.

She had just broken through to Gold Level, and now was the time for hard work.

Furthermore, she astonishingly found that she was different from usual, the efficiency of condensing Elemental Power seemed higher... but her focus was difficult to maintain.

Was it because of the excitement from advancing?

Realizing this, Helen immediately gathered her thoughts, and to focus her attention, she even gave her cheeks a firm slap.

Hmm?

Why does it feel a bit hot?

Never mind... let it be.

Meanwhile, inside the tent, Luo Yan was oblivious to the outside affairs, busying himself with reviewing Diamond Level magic theories and spells.

Taufu, perched on his shoulder and observing, yawned and suddenly blurted out.

"Didn't know you knew so many random facts."

Luo Yan, focused on his book, ignored her.

"..."

Seeing that Luo Yan didn't respond, Taufu felt bored and muttered another sentence.

"But those guys really are silly, planting corn for so long without knowing corn cobs can feed livestock."

This question was too foolish for Luo Yan to answer, but considering Taufu was his future mount, he couldn't let it embarrass him, so he replied.

"The ones planting corn were the Armored Dragon Clan; it's not that Zel from Assam State didn't know, but he deliberately didn't mention it."

Though he left unsaid—

Didn't you also not tell them?

Taufu's eyes twinkled mischievously as she suddenly let out a sly laugh.

"Hehe... Were they keeping it from you? Seems my children aren't as devoted to you."

Unbeknownst to whether due to too many times being hit or awakening strange traits, this being seemed to have become addicted to provocation.

But these provocations were too elementary, probably just at the little demon's level, perhaps even slightly below Mi Xi.

Not to mention, she had too many obvious weaknesses, so much so that Luo Yan couldn't be bothered to watch her throw tantrums.

"Everyone has selfish desires, and gods are the birth of human desires, including the Extraordinary Power granted by the Divine... I'm more surprised that you aren't aware of this."

Taufu froze, forced a laugh, puffed out her dragon chest, and said.

"I... Who told you I don't know! I know how greedy these guys are, and if I'm not careful, they slack off. If they weren't so lazy, there wouldn't be any Hell Empire? It'd have been conquered ages ago by yours truly! Boy, do you know what civilization gap means? I have many more tricks yet to show!"

Really?

Your diary doesn't say that.

Luo Yan smiled faintly, not engaging in petty disputes with her.

It seems when she was in Zeta Empire, she was merely a pawn, and when pawns start playing chess, they become like this.

It truly wasn't the Lizardman's fault.

For not being driven to extinction, their life force was already remarkably resilient, otherwise, he wouldn't sympathize with them so.

At that moment, the tent flap was lifted, and upon seeing the returning caretaker with noodles, Taufu instantly closed her mouth.

Unless uncontrollable, she rarely opposed Luo Yan in front of Sarah, as Luo Yan didn't mind her, but this cat-eared girl was very protective.

And that fat spider too!

Every look she gave made Taufu's scales tingle.

"Lord Demon King... the noodles are ready, made as you instructed." Sarah said quietly, head lowered, cheeks flushed.

"Hm, thank you."

Luo Yan tasted the noodles and frowned slightly.

Noticing his expression, Sarah quickly asked.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

Have my recent meals been too flavorful?

The flavor seemed a bit bland, the "spiritual energy" too thin.

Is it a problem with the cooking method?

Next time, better to skip frying the egg and boil directly.

Looking like Luo Yan had something to say, Sarah, waiting by the side, hastily changed the topic and spoke up.

"Lord Demon King, where are we heading next?"

Luo Yan paused to think for a moment, then said.

"Return to Withered Wood Port, it's been two weeks, time to give General Hamoldon an explanation."

This guy really trusts him.

As he passed through Wind Roar Tribe, he specifically instructed the Wind Lizards there to monitor the skies, ensuring no Griffin Knight crossed the border unnoticed.

Perhaps considering his safety on the mission, or genuinely intimidated by the Gutaf United Kingdom's power, that guy hadn't sent any flying units to infiltrate deep into the Gana Continent.

After Withered Wood Port, he planned to return to Campbell Duchy. Although it would just take an instant, it was necessary to disembark at the port.

And before that, he had to send away Hamoldon, who was freeloading at the port.

Meanwhile, in a nearby tent, Helen, who was meditating, was flushed red.

Her forehead was covered in fine sweat, her lips trembling slightly.

The Elemental Power gathered around her intensified more efficiently than usual, yet her focus refused to converge, with her mind unable to shake off the image of Luo Yan's handsome and authoritative face.

Is this because of her advancement excitement?!

Realizing she was on the verge of losing control, Helen finally abandoned meditation, dove into her sleeping bag, and buried her flushed face in the pillow.

Ignorant of the events outside, Luo Yan continued flipping through the pages of his magic book within the tent.

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