Stopped in the magic vehicle on the side of the road, Lisandra, who was just about to leave for the palace, sat down and chatted with Ranchi for a long time.

Because she had plenty of time today, she wasn't worried about being late.

She also learns a lot about McCarthy and the princess.

McCarthy had once accidentally scared the princess, and since then, he has always remembered to appear in front of the princess in a natural way.

McCarthy initially just wanted to wait until the princess stumbled upon him, or that the princess would come to Lysandra's house one afternoon, and then he, McCarthy, would come over and sit down and start catching up with the princess.

He wanted Huberian to see his residence, and Lisandra's home was right next to it, and Huberian was a friend, and everything could make Hubertarian feel at ease.

Sixteen years of waiting, unknown wanderings and efforts, the purchase of that mansion, and the generosity of many demons - all this is just to "meet" the princess in a strange demon home one afternoon.

"It's a pity that I can't invite the princess to my house as a guest......"

Lisandra hung her head and snorted.

McCarthy's wish was so simple, but she couldn't get it.

"It's okay, you can take good care of Huberian and accompany her seriously every day, thank you very much."

Ranch thanked Lysandra.

After a short goodbye.

Carrying the black and gold McCarthy Restaurant cake box, Lisandra walked briskly towards the palace.

Stepping into the square in front of the palace, all kinds of strange demonic flowers bloom in the morning dew, exuding bursts of fragrance.

She couldn't help but slow down, enjoying the pleasant scent of flowers, and wondering how to tell the princess the good news.

The shadows of the flowers beside him were of different colors, burning like flames and twinkling like stars, and the morning mist condensed small crystal dew drops on the petals, swaying gently with the flowers.

At this moment, several imposing demons appeared in her sight.

Each one seemed majestic and dignified, and his voice was low and powerful, clearly discussing something important.

Seeing them, Lisandra immediately stopped, saluted the Great Demons, and waited for them to walk over.

She bowed her head, holding the cake box in both hands, her expression deferential and humble.

The leader of the Fallen Qing originally only glanced at Lisandra.

But when her eyes fell on the lunch box in Lysandra's hand, she lingered a little longer.

"The snacks I brought to the princess."

Lisandra sensed the magic of Falling's scrutiny and quickly explained.

This seemingly gentle and harmless female demon has calm and deep eyes, but it makes Lisandra feel extremely small in front of the other party.

Every time she saw Luo Qing, Luo Qing's face in her eyes would change slightly, and now she became more and more like a princess.

"Who gave it to you?"

Fallen Lady Calliela was not satisfied with this answer.

Although she hadn't been outside the palace for a long time, she probably guessed that with Lisandra's current salary, she couldn't afford to buy such a pastry.

“…… Rocky McCarthy. ”

Lisandra knew there was no point in lying to Fall.

“……”

Falling Qing's gaze moved from the cake box to the distance at the end of the square, and along the magic on the magic guide incubator, he quickly sensed a vehicle that was driving away on the street below the square.

The Glowing Demon who was driving seemed to be aware of the gaze, of course, it may have been just to take a look at Lysandra, and the emerald green pupils looked over the top of the sunglasses, meeting the eyes of the fallen Caliella.

But in just a moment, the glow demon's car drove by, and the meeting of Kaliera's gaze was interrupted.

Didn't wait for the fallen secretary Callilla to say anything.

"I don't really like it when someone makes unclear gestures of favor to my future fiancée in front of the ceremony."

Orion Greenwald said unhappily.

He has jet-black hair and cold golden eyes, and is thin but exudes a sense of threat that cannot be ignored.

“……”

The terrifying magic in Mist Qing's body suddenly made Lisandra feel fear, and she didn't dare to speak.

The general-level Great Demon Clan has an absolutely powerful power that ordinary eighth-order demons cannot match.

"Well, you're too confident, Orion."

On the other side, Esmoder Belfargo patted Mist on the shoulder and motioned for Lysandra to go.

Lisandra followed the voice and looked timidly, only to see a mysterious and unpredictable-looking minister, whose voice was so soft that it was impossible to distinguish between male and female, still covered by black cloak and shadows as always, except for dark blue eyes.

She gave a grateful look and hurriedly left with the cake box.

The great demon clan with the most hope of winning is Orion Greenwald, the misty secretary with the deepest family background, and it is said that he has found the strongest craftsman in the demon world to help him.

And True Night Esmode, Belfargo, is the most artistic in itself, and perhaps the most promising to impress the princess.

Unlike the powerful Misty Qing, Zhen Yeqing, who is a Wenchen, is very tactful, and even his attitude towards the ceremony is like winning or not it doesn't matter.

He only cares about the stability of the Demon Realm.

He participated in the ceremony only at the request of the fallen Qing, and he didn't want the blood clan to win.

"Esmode, if you don't want to win, don't come and get in my way, why don't you help me."

Orion, the Misty Lord, said to Esmode, the True Night, with a little resentment.

"Ugh."

True Night Qing Esmodeus smiled helplessly, and there was a word of suffering.

I was going to say something, but I swallowed it back.

The princess chose a painting.

In fact, Zhen Yeqing knew very well that it was not easy to win the Tenth Ancestor with him.

Lei Mingqing and Misty Qing are both generals, and their tempers may be a little more arrogant, and they don't understand how powerful the Tenth Ancestor is.

If the Tenth Ancestor made an epic painting in just seven days, it can only be said that it is the destiny of heaven.

Mist Qing and True Night Qing followed the fallen Caliella again.

But they didn't notice that Caliella was still frowning slightly, as if her thoughts were stuck in the brief glance just now.

She had actually heard the name of this demon recently.

This mysterious demon named McCarthy not only gave Lisandra snacks, but also personally sent her to the palace, and now she has seen her true body.

"Strange ......"

Fallen Caliella muttered.

Generally speaking, when men see her, they are often stunned and even seduced by her because she is the other person's favorite appearance, but she feels that McCarthy is not the slightest curious about her.

What did he see in his eyes?

Calliera quickly shook her head.

No matter how high the opponent's spiritual attribute is, it is impossible to be immune to her illusions, the palace is her absolute realm, and any enemy who wants to break the rules will fall into her illusion and will not be able to break free.

……

Lisandra made her way through the court's corridors and ornate staircases to the door of the princess's bedroom on the second floor.

She knocked lightly on the door, and when she heard the sound of "please come in" from inside, she cautiously pushed the door in.

The bedroom was still so peaceful, and the princess was back in a confinery.

Huberian was sitting by the window, her long silver hair scattered on the windowsill, her slightly melancholy gaze through the scenery outside the window, staring into the distance.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, give."

Lisandra whispered to the princess, interrupting her musings.

She handed over a black-gold lunch box made of cardboard shells in both hands.

Hubertarian turned her head and looked at Lisandra in front of her and the cake box in her hand, with a long-lost smile on her face.

"Thank you, Lisandra."

Huberian took it apart and took a look.

It is a cute cat-shaped ice cream cake made with extra fine elaboration.

The top layer is a crunchy pastry shell, and the bottom layer is a delicate cream brid, embellished with fragrant rose petals and sweet and sour raspberry jam.

"Sure enough."

Huberian muttered to herself with a slight smile of not too much surprise.

"Don't you wonder who gave me this snack?"

Lisandra had thought that the princess's reaction would be a little more violent.

"I guess his name is Rocky McCarthy, isn't it?"

Huberian asked, raising her eyes.

“…… Yes. ”

Lisandra didn't understand why the princess suddenly knew that McCarthy was coming, even though the princess didn't know about it yesterday.

Is there a code that belongs only to the two of them?

Without further ado, the two of them shared the ice cream cake, spooning small pieces and tasting them leisurely.

In this peaceful bedroom, Lisandra and Huber Ann talked, talking about yesterday's trivia and some light topics.

It's the same as Lisandra guessed.

As long as they talk about McCarthy, it seems that the princess seems to be a lot happier.

"It's a pity that you can't escape from the palace now, princess, otherwise you would be able to see him."

Lisandra scooped up the dessert and sighed as she felt the sweetness and silkiness on the tip of her tongue.

"He'll come to my rescue."

Huberian replied.

"Princess, are you ready, ready?"

Seeing Hubertarian's firm tone and decisive and quick answer, Lisandra couldn't help but feel that this was a sense of "it must be you".

It's not like a joke at all.

Lisandra could only pray that McCarthy could really work a miracle and break all the demons' expectations.

"What preparation?"

Huberian hesitated for a moment and asked in confusion.

"You're going to marry him."

Lisandra said uncertainly.

Even if he takes 10,000 steps back, McCarthy has really created an almost impossible miracle, and the final result must be that someone has to marry the princess, otherwise the falling princess will not give the princess freedom.

“……”

Hubertarian's face turned red.

She lowered her head and sipped the wooden spoon in extraordinary silence, the sweet, sour ice cream melting in her mouth.

Lisandra noticed that the princess didn't seem to think that much.

She just thought about the step she hoped McCarthy would win, but she didn't think about what she would do if she won.

It was at this moment of silence and Lysandra's gaze that Huber finally felt compelled to say something.

"Princess ......"

"If I have to accompany him in a play, I will play any play!"

Huberian looked up breathlessly, interrupting Lusandra's words.

What a big deal, isn't it just to pretend to be a betrothed person with Lanchi, who is with whom the two of them have long been acquainted.

"Okay."

Lisandra patted the princess on the shoulder, smiling and sighing with an expression that no longer intended to play tricks on her.

How she wished that McCarthy and the princess would get their wish.

But the more she thought about it, the more sad Lisandra felt.

McCarthy's time was too short, for him, the preparation time was only two weeks, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the royal ceremony was coming.

Falling Qing is not such a kind-hearted demon, and he will be willing to fulfill this pair.

In this love that is destined to end badly, everything McCarthy does will most likely be a moth to a fire.

(End of chapter)