Bianko walked gently in the courtyard of the Demon King's Palace, although the palace where her mother lived was not in the corner, it was still some distance from the main hall where the Demon King was at this time. Figilio had warned her not to wander around, as it was inhabited by several gods with unpredictable personalities, and perhaps did not like to see humans roaming around the Demon King's palace.

When Biancole reached the door of the majestic main hall, the attendants of the Demon King Avos only raised their eyelids, and did not even bother to carry out the routine interrogation.

"Now there's visitors inside." He said succinctly to Bianko, "But the Demon King didn't ask you to recuse yourself, go inside, pay attention to etiquette." ”

Biancole nodded, shyly smiling at the attendant. She subconsciously tiptoed into the Demon King's palace, but she didn't see the god who should be there in the most conspicuous position. She took a few more steps inside, and there was no sign of the "visitor" who was supposed to be, and she looked around suspiciously.

"Lord Avos?" She put her hands to her lips and made them in the shape of a trumpet, trying to find the deity who had called her here in a volume that would not be rude, "Lord Avos—Ahhhh ”

The sudden weight on her shoulders frightened Bianko into her voice for a moment, and she covered her screaming mouth in frustration, intending to turn around to see who had made her lose her temper - the Demon King was not supposed to do such a childish thing.

However, the face she saw behind her only made her head go blank for a moment. It was someone she had been thinking about, and who, according to Figilio, would never live with her again.

"Less...... Young Master......" she stammered, "have you come to Lord Avos?" ”

The dark gray eyes that always made her unconsciously indulge in them narrowed slightly, which made her reflexively wonder if she had said something wrong. Before she could come up with an accurate result, she was pulled into that familiar, warm embrace, which almost made her mind go blank again.

"It would have been." Kyald whispered in her ear, "But...... I've now achieved my goal. ”

Once again, the rate of her heart was beating back to the rate at which it was as if her whole body was being soaked in hot water, and Bianco's eyes blinked in confusion, even though the comfort of her body and soul screamed for her to reach out and hug each other, the doubts in her heart still made her unable to let go.

"Young Master...... Is the young master here to find me? ”

Kyild's body straightened, and the heat of leaving her body made Bianko a little startled, but Kyird's gaze made her dare not continue to wander.

"What else could I have come to do?" There was a slight annoyance in his tone, "I've been to the Demon King's Palace more times in the past month than I've been in the past twenty years combined, and every time I tried to find you, but every time I didn't succeed. ”

Bianko felt completely confused.

"But Fei Ji said that the young master will not come to me." She lowered her head and looked at the ground, a sudden sour intent hitting the tip of her nose and eyes, "The young master will marry a noble lady, if I am still in the Nobil family, it will hinder the young master, so the young master and Mrs. Qiange ...... Won't let me go back. ”

They fell silent for a moment, the sour sensation continuing to attack her eyes, her vision blurring, and she could feel something heavy rolling in her eye sockets, about to slide to the ground.

But once again, she was enveloped in the heat that seemed to burn her, and the strong, powerful arms of the other party locked her tightly in the warm embrace, as if trying to press her into his body.

"He's talking nonsense." "I never have—and my mother never wanted me to be betrothed to some noble lady I didn't know. I will only marry the person I like, and I will only let the most important person be my wife, and I will only be her husband. ”

The words seemed magical, and she could no longer hold back the crumbling tears, only to let them roll down her cheeks and soak into Kyild's clothes.

"I thought ......," Bianko sobbed slightly, choking in a pitiful voice, "I thought...... The young master doesn't want to, doesn't want to see me anymore......"

The wide palm caressed the back of her head tenderly, as if to soothe her inside.

"No, it won't." "I don't want to see you," said Kyild, firmly. ”

In the uncontrollable sobbing, her face was gently lifted, and the other party wiped the tears from her face little by little, and kissed her eyes and the tip of her nose affectionately.

"I'm sorry...... he muttered in a low voice, "If I had made up my mind to go directly to the Demon King for help, I wouldn't have been separated from you for so long...... I pointlessly insisted on some unreasonable face. ”

With a hint of eagerness, Kyalde cupped Bianko's cheek and printed her soft lips. The man's fiery breath made Bianko lose herself in it, and she forgot to cry. The hot, wet and soft object was grinding against her lips, and she habitually obeyed the other's wishes, allowing it to break through the defenses of the lips and teeth, and then test her tongue.

It was as gentle as its owner, but she didn't know what to do. It was tangled in the tip of her tongue, so she tried to respond as well. The other party's attack suddenly became fierce, which made her feel weak all over.

"Ha ......"

Finally the entanglement was over before her head turned into a mess, a silver thread tugging between their lips, and Biancole looked at Kyild blankly, for a moment with her mouth slightly open to regulate her breathing.

There was a look in those dark gray eyes that she had never seen before, and the other party should not be angry, but it made her feel a little hairy in the bottom of her heart, as if she was being targeted by a wild beast and was about to be eaten.

Kyelder leaned down again, but this time he kissed Bianko's lips and kissed her on the chin in the trail of saliva. In the end, when he straightened his back, the harvest was a girl with red cheeks.

"Looks like you're talking pretty well."

The sudden sound made Bianko throw herself into Kyalde's arms, clutching his arm tightly. Kyild looked up at the throne in the palace, where the white-haired deity had been sitting for some time, as if watching them with relish.

"Lord Demon."

Kryd nodded calmly to the Demon King, and the shy Bianko withdrew from his arms, bowing her head and refusing to look at the Demon King, who had almost completely hidden herself behind Kyild.

"So, do you have anything else to do today?" I don't know if it's Kyird's delusion, the Demon King looked at him with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes, "If not, you can go back." ”

Keild sensitively noticed that the Demon King used "you" instead of "you", and it was clear that he couldn't just say "yes, then I'll quit first", otherwise he would be in a situation where he would not be able to see Bianco, and the next mercy of the gods would not necessarily occur at any time.

"Lord Demon." Kryd bent down respectfully, "I would like to ask your permission for me to take Biancole back to Nobil's house. The teaching mission is not over yet, and I think it is necessary to continue it. ”

The Demon King was indeed scrambling at him, and Kyild confirmed it.

"I'll think about it." The Demon King gave an ambiguous answer, "After the clarification ceremony is over." I'm sure you don't have anything else important, so why don't you send Bianko back to her mother? ”

Kyild was silent for a moment, then obediently answered the Demon King's words.

The two of them walked leisurely in the palace of the Demon King, feeling the last heat brought by the tail of summer. Biancole took Queild to the kitchen with a detour and fetched some fruit before heading to the palace where Lymposa lived.

"Phigie is at Mom's, he likes to eat these." Biancole explained to Kyird, "Although my mother told me to ignore him, Feggy often asked me to bring a lot of things to my mother, and Madame Zinger taught me that I should thank others for giving me something in return. And every time I gave Figge food, my mother didn't really object to me. ”

Biancoe shrugged, and Kylde noticed that his girl had made some changes during the month. She became more ...... I have self-confidence, and I have become much more fluent in speaking and doing things than before.

Kyild repositioned the plate with a large amount of fruit in his hand as he pondered Bianco's education. Maybe no matter how much they care about her and love her, they really can't make up for the part of their life with their mother.

Of course, if he was serious, it was only a short period of time for him to really start treating her well.

This obvious fact made Kyrd feel guilty for a moment, but he quickly put it behind him. He can't always dwell on the past, and since he knows what he did wrong, he should muster up the energy to make up for it.

"Mom, look who's coming—oh!"

Bianko's exclamation sent Kyild into the palace quickly, but the girl was still standing there in good shape, so he placed the large plate in his hand on the table next to him before walking to Bianko's side.

The girl turned back with a flushed cheek, and tried to block Kyelde's view. But Bianco's petite body didn't do anything, and he still clearly saw a blonde woman being pressed and kissed in a chair by the heir of the Demon King.

Looking at the two who hurriedly separated, Figilio who left his chair in a panic to be precise, Kyild's heart couldn't help but feel a sense of schadenfreude for the god who had been targeting him.

It was a wonderful "first meeting".