Ranch leaned back in his chair and watched the bright light and shadow that burst out and extinguished from time to time on the high platform of the palace of Nekaris.

In the palace that boiled in an instant, the hearts of all the demon magnates were finally put down.

They were all victorious, resurgent, and hopeful chanting.

The game, which had been almost lost, was fought back by the Jedi, and their hearts were full of excitement.

The Great Demon Clan was glad that there really was such an epic painter in the Demon Realm who could compete with the Tenth Ancestor of the Blood Clan.

I didn't expect that the painting at the bottom of the demon pressure box was even better in the end!

"Oh."

The originally calm gaze of the tenth ancestor, Ulises, was also briefly attracted by this painting.

He didn't feel too much disappointment or frustration, but more interest.

Following the gaze of the demons, he looked at the glow demon with emerald green eyes and spark-like lines.

"Lord Ulises, this demon is just a home advantage."

Giovanni, the Viscount of the Blood Clan who accompanied him, sarcastically sneered.

is also an epic, even if the painting of the tenth ancestor Ulises is better, the princess will definitely choose the painting of their demons.

Again.

If it weren't for the fact that their bloodline had been delayed on the road for a long time, and without a normal painting condition, it would have been Ulises, the Tenth Ancestor, who would have completed it faster.

Under the same quality work, it can only show that Ulises himself has a stronger foundation.

What's more, the Marquis of Ulises didn't use all his strength, for him, the original opponent was only True Yeqing, and it was just a game at best.

"What do you think of this painting?"

The Fourth Ancestor, Duke Eduardo, asked in a deep voice.

He didn't blame Ulises, because whether it was magic or a product of magic, epic was almost at the top of the level.

"It's not bad, it's very outstanding among ordinary people."

The Tenth Ancestor, Ulises, tilted his head and commented on the Fourth Ancestor, Duke Eduardo, in the back row.

"Is that so?"

The Fourth Ancestor, Eduardo, snorted coldly, leaned his palms and did not speak again.

But his eyes didn't change.

Nothing will change today's ending either.

"Hoo ......"

Lysandra, who was sitting on the court member side of the seat on the left side of the Regency Hall, stroked her chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Until the last moment when Luo Qing unsealed the painting, she didn't expect that their demon clan would suddenly appear a painter who could make epic paintings.

And that demon happened to be her neighbor McCarthy.

At this moment, she fully understood why Her Royal Highness the Princess chose a painting from a competition full of possibilities-

The princess knew better than anyone else that no matter what stood in the way, as long as she passed this signal to McCarthy, he would definitely win everything for her.

Time seems to be getting fast, and it seems to be getting very slow, and the exclamations of the demon celebrities are like a long drought and rain, with endless enthusiasm and release, to vent all the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time just now.

Lisandra, however, had no intention of admiring Mr. McCarthy's masterpiece, because the girl shining in the sunset was the truest and most beautiful princess she had ever seen.

The moment the demons screamed, she saw McCarthy, who was sitting on the steps and looking at the princess with appreciative eyes.

It's like asking the princess, "I'm doing well, right?"

Lisandra didn't see any pride on him, and the more the demon magnates cheered, the calmer he became.

The princess was also calmer than expected.

Be sure to say something.

At this moment, the princess's expression is similar to that of the girl in the painting.

That's the kind of look that only comes when you look at the man you like.

But without a mirror, she wouldn't be able to see her eyes.

After staring at Ranch for a long time, Hubertarian looked away as if awakened from a dream as if she had been awakened by the cacophony of the throne hall.

When she looked at the painting again and caught a glimpse of Ranchi's gaze, she felt her heart beating so fast that she couldn't control it.

Huberian lowered her head in panic and tried to adjust her breathing, but she felt completely unable to breathe, as if she had forgotten how to exhale.

"Your Highness, which painting do you want to choose?"

Falling Lady Kaliella couldn't help but smile when she looked at the red cheeks of the princess.

All the demons panicked just now, but she didn't panic, and maintained the absolute dignified demeanor of the princess.

Now all the demons are celebrating, but the princess is cowardly, and she no longer looks like a demon princess.

Even though Callilla knew what the princess would choose, it was necessary for her to go through the process.

More crucially, she was interested in hearing the princess pluck up the courage to openly declare her answer.

"This one."

Huberian said like a gnat, raising her slender little arm and pointing at the painting.

"I can't hear you."

Falling Lady Callilla put her hand to her ear and tilted her head slightly, as if the hall was too noisy for her to hear the princess's words.

The moment Kaliella's hand was raised, the voices of the demons seated in the hall began to gradually subside.

They understood that it was time for the Fallen Qing to continue presiding over the ceremony, so they shifted their attention to the high platform at the end of the throne hall again, and sat back on their seats one after another, keeping the calm of the nobles of the famous families of the Demon Realm.

"Okay, Your Highness, please tell me seriously which painting you want to make the author of your husband."

Falling Lady Kaliella asked very seriously and solemnly.

The quiet air made Huberian more and more aware of what kind of scene it was, and she even subconsciously stepped hard, wanting to stand up and run away incognito.

However, Falling Qing was next to him.

In front of this ninth-order great demon clan, he didn't have any hope of escaping.

In a state of embarrassment, she felt dizzy.

Huberian knew that Ranch was watching her, waiting for her answer.

Although she knew it might just be a show at the moment.

But who can tell how much is true and how much is false.

They have always been with each other like that, since they met, they are classmates, companions, best friends, and have the purest friendship, which is her most precious treasure.

She was afraid that when she gave her answer, everything would change.

Since she was a child, she only brought misfortune to the people around her, and she knew not to be greedy, not to cross the line, and not to ask for more from Lanchi.

However, when she was now a little more convinced of Ranchi's intentions, she just wanted to impulsively agree to him.

She kept telling herself that it was just a trivial matter, but when it came to her throat, she couldn't spit it out, she just felt that she was about to explode with shyness, and she had never experienced saying something similar to "like" to someone since she was a child.

The next second, the next second.

Huberian clenched her fists, forcing herself to hurry.

Time passed minute by minute, and Luo Qing's gaze made Hubertian almost unbearable.

The waiting state of the demons present became more and more impatient, and the slight bumps became more frequent.

"Your Highness......"

The disappointed voice of the fallen Qing came.

Her patience was running out.

"If the princess doesn't tell me the answer, I'll help the princess choose whatever she wants."

"This one!!"

Huberian raised her head, and her awe-inspiring and resolute eyes could not hide the shyness that was about to make her cry,

"I'll marry him!"

Huber Ann pointed to [Portrait of Her Golden Hour], as if she had used all the breath in her dantian, and shouted.

At this moment, the demons in the entire Regency Hall stood up from their seats with joy, bowed down and clenched their fists and shouted angrily.

(End of chapter)