Two hours had passed since dawn broke on Naika Island, the king city of the Demon Realm, and the sky was still a deep purple color of an eclipse.

With clouds and mist over the island and twilight on the ground, this ancient demon city-state seems to be sleeping on the edge of time, waiting for a new day but always at the last second of the night.

The royal palace stands majestically in the heart of Naikaris, off the coast of Naika.

The plinth level of the former plaza serves as a reception and security check area connecting the Coastal Boulevard, which is open to the public most of the time, allowing the demons to visit and learn about the history of the demon world.

In the past, it was very orderly, but this morning it was bustling, and the demon guards and media reporters crowded the platform outside the passage of the front square, although the guards of Nekalis had placed a protective barrier outside the palace to ensure order and safety, but this did not reduce the expectations of the demons.

And as long as there was a magic screen, Nekalis began to gather demons.

They waited with bated breath as the great events happening in the palace were conveyed to them through the projection of the specially invited demons.

One by one, the demon magnates will enter the Demon King's Palace after stepping through the long steps in the square in front of the palace, and after passing through the long corridor of the palace, their vision will suddenly open up.

On the first floor, there are regency halls, offices and resting areas for the nobility, which is also the heart of the palace's internal work and conference activities.

As for the second floor and above, which are closed to traffic.

Only members of the royal family, summoners and fallen ministers are allowed to enter.

The second floor at this time.

"Your Highness, take a deep breath, you look too nervous."

"I'm not nervous at all."

Her Royal Highness Princess Hubertian and her court attendant Lisandra were walking together in the corridor on the second floor, and from time to time there was a slight conversation.

At this time, there was no Luo Qing staring at them, but they all knew that Luo Qing was waiting in the regency hall downstairs at the moment, and the first floor was full of demons, and there was no possibility of escaping.

The corridor is spacious and bright, with ancient Demon Realm oil paintings hanging on the walls, and sculptures and antiques on both sides, each of which is a masterpiece of the Demon Realm.

The light dotted the corridor carpet, Hubertian wore an ice-crystalline light blue dress, her hands covered with white silk gloves, her long silver hair was elegantly coiled into a bun at the back of her head, each strand of hair was carefully braided to look both modest and noble, and some scattered strands of hair hung gently from the sides of her cheeks.

“……”

Lisandra knew why the princess beside her was nervous.

As a demon who has seen a big scene, the princess has a more stable mentality than most demons, even if there is a big event about her today, she will not be at a loss.

However, the princess will meet McCarthy today.

The two of them hadn't seen each other in a long time.

Whenever the princess hears McCarthy's name, she always shows a heartfelt happy expression, caring and curious about him, the originally calm princess will be prone to mood swings because of him, and every day of separation from him seems to be extraordinarily long.

Clearly, McCarthy is the real reason for the princess's nervousness.

"Does Your Highness think Mr. McCarthy will win?"

Lisandra asked tentatively.

Although Lisandra didn't know why the princess was so sure that McCarthy had a way to take her away today, even if McCarthy could convince the fallen Lady Calliella, McCarthy's opponents today were not only those Great Demons, but also the tenth ancestor of the Bloodline, Ulises.

"It's going to win."

Huberian bowed his head in conviction.

"Is he more powerful than Ulises, the Tenth Ancestor?"

These days, Lisandra doesn't have a lot of socialization with McCarthy.

But the more she felt that she knew McCarthy, the more she found that she couldn't understand McCarthy, and even began to wonder if McCarthy would actually be a big demon with hidden strength.

After all, when she could clearly feel that the other party's magic power was weak and stable, there were only two possibilities, either the other party was really weak, or it was actually so strong that it was difficult for an ordinary creature to understand.

Putting aside this unfounded fantasy of Lysandra's unilateral and unfounded nature, Lysandra was convinced that Ulises, the Tenth Ancestor, was an adversary that few creatures in the world could have won artistically.

No matter how old the master of the Demon Realm is, it is difficult to say that he can defeat the blood clan's Ulises.

Ulises, who already had a unique artistic talent, had endless years to delve into.

He hasn't picked up his pen for many years, maybe he's immersed in it, maybe he's already at the top of his career, and he's tired of painting.

Now no one knows where he has been.

"I don't know."

Huberian replied truthfully, after all, she had never seen Lanchi paint,

"But he's better than the best painter I've ever seen."

She said with conviction.

Perhaps Ranchi could not surpass the all-round Duke of Miya, but when it came to painting, Hubertian believed that Lanchi was far superior to her father, Duke Miya.

She trusted her father, so she trusted Ranchi even more.

"Then can I understand that you believe that he can win, which means that you are ready to marry him today?"

Lisandra asked in a whisper.

“！”

Hubert's steps stiffened for half a minute.

Lisandra stared at Hubertarian's fair, reddened skin, convinced it wasn't makeup.

It seems that it's okay not to mention it, but when it comes to it, the princess really can't take it easy.

"No, isn't it just getting married, what a big deal, if he dares to propose, I dare to agree!"

Huberian quickened her pace and walked towards the staircase,

"Who's shy when you see it."

“……”

Lisandra smiled helplessly, followed the princess to the staircase, and walked down the stairs.

Because of today's official business, Lisandra went out very early.

She saw at four or five o'clock that the lights in McCarthy's house were on.

McCarthy, for his part, had apparently figured it out as well.

After a long staircase, they came to the corridor that connected to the Regency Hall.

Every few steps, you can feel the invisible barrier laid out by the Fallen Princess, up to the front of the Regent Hall.

The Regency Hall, the largest of the royal palaces, has a gate several meters high.

Circles of fan-shaped seats spread out from low to high to form a spacious semi-circular seat.

Here, the nobles and ministers of the Demon Realm shuttled through, and most of the witnesses had already taken their seats, exchanging opinions in low voices.

Huberian looked over, and her eyes fell on the fallen lady Callella, who belonged to her in the center of the hall.

Luo Qing also glanced at her, and soon stopped paying attention to her, the princess who was the protagonist.

Callilla just looked at a male figure in the distance in the distance.

Now there is a demon named McCarthy in a dress and leather shoes, who is highly respected by the upper nobles of the demon world.

He was chatting and laughing with many powerful people in the Demon Realm and political circles.

"It's the second time, why doesn't this guy look at me."

Callira said in a muffled voice.

(End of chapter)