Phelan looked at the recording stone in his hand, which had finished recording, and felt a chill crawl up his spine.
Looking at the clock on the clock tower not far away, he felt as if he could see himself recording Cecil hanging from it not long ago.
“...”
He looked down at what he had just recorded; it seemed this was no place to linger.
After making sure that the demon wasn't anywhere around, Phelan quickly pocketed his recording stone.
At the same time, a silent wind magic spell unfolded beneath his feet.
His figure quickly vanished from the top of the clock tower.
But after Phelan left, in another corner of the clock tower, a certain demon's eyes flashed with a sinister gleam.
“Phelan, oh Phelan, you finally have your day.”
Cecil stepped out from the shadows.
His tail wagged happily, seemingly highly satisfied with having caught Phelan secretly recording the Demon King.
He stepped out and looked up at the clock tower where he had once hung upside down, already fantasizing about Phelan hanging there in his place.
Phelan hanging upside down.
And himself standing by, continuously recording Phelan's pathetic state with a recording stone.
At the thought of this, Cecil couldn't suppress the grin spreading across his face.
“Phelan, it looks like your scouting skills still need some work~”
Cecil could hardly contain the excitement in his voice.
He walked away in a hurry; he couldn't wait to report this matter to the Demon King.
As Cecil walked away quickly, a tiny bat quietly followed him.
A moment later.
Baroque stepped out from the shadow opposite the clock tower.
Looking at his fellow Heavenly Kings who had spent the night hiding here to watch the Demon King and Miss Saintess, he fell into a long silence.
Is there really any hope left for the Demon King's Castle?
“Sigh...”
Baroque shook his head, deciding to go back to his little tent to sleep for the night.
He felt that if he didn't leave now, he would get caught up in something troublesome.
Inside the Demon King's bedroom—
Lin Ling was gently placed onto the bed. Looking at the completely blatant pink decorations around her, had the Demon King truly turned this place into a sanctuary for raising her pet Saintess?!
“Room-san, this Saintess has failed you.”
“It looks like this Saintess won't be able to go back to her own room ever again.”
Lin Ling murmured softly.
The Demon King looked at the blushing Lin Ling on the bed. What was she supposed to do in a situation like this?
Ivelia quietly pulled a book out from her spatial storage.
Written on the book in sloppy, otherworldly script was 《The Romance Handbook Left Behind by the Original Hero》.
Furni had actually brought this to her a long time ago.
At the time, Furni had yawned and said, “This? I feel like you might have a use for it in the future.”
Back then, Ivelia hadn't paid much attention to it.
It seemed that giant dragon was occasionally useful after all.
Meanwhile, far away in the capital.
Furni, who was lying on her massive golden bed, suddenly sneezed.
“Achoo!”
Furni rolled over sleepily.
Feeling the cold, hard gold beneath her, she gently slapped her plump tail against the large golden bed.
An incredibly blissful, silly grin spread across her face.
“Hehe, gold... shiny, so shiny...”
Furni talked in her sleep, even leaning down to plant a kiss on her golden pillow.
Her sudden movement, however, startled Karl, who was in the room.
“F-Furni? Are you awake?”
Karl stood by the golden bed, holding a small magic cutting tool in his hand.
He froze mid-motion.
The man looked completely paralyzed.
Karl watched Furni shift on the bed and whispered her name twice. Only after confirming that the giant dragon was merely talking in her sleep did he finally let out a sigh of relief.
“Whew, I thought this dragon's senses were sharper than that.”
Karl wiped the sweat from his brow and resumed his work.
“Furni, this humble bishop wouldn't dare take the Second Prince's gold coins. In that case, let you, our great guardian dragon, pay for the supplies on behalf of the prince.”
Karl clasped his hands together, his expression incredibly devout.
“May the Goddess watch over me, and please let Furni never find out.”
With that, Karl quietly shaved off a tiny piece of gold from Furni's large golden bed.
To avoid detection, he specifically chose an inconspicuous spot near the foot of the bed.
Furni slept soundly, nuzzling her golden pillow.
It wasn't until Karl left the room with that small piece of gold that Furni stirred slightly.
Through her blurry vision, she seemed to see a white-haired figure leaving the room, holding a tiny, stone-like object.
She blinked, then chose to roll over and go back to sleep.
“Shiny... hehehe...”
“Don't run away...”
By the time this little interlude ended, Ivelia had finally found a description of this kind of situation in the romance handbook.
She looked down at the page, then at Lin Ling on the bed.
Then, she leaned down, bringing herself close to Lin Ling.
“Quack!” Seeing Ivelia right in front of her face, Lin Ling suddenly pulled the blanket over her head.
“D-Demon King, w-what are you doing?!”
Ivelia stared at the trembling pink blanket bundle in front of her. She reached out and gently tugged at the corner.
As a result, the entire blanket curled up into a tight ball.
Ivelia: "..."
This felt... quite magical.
Ivelia watched the trembling pink blanket.
“Lin Ling?”
She called out softly. Upon hearing her name, the pink blanket's trembling intensified.
“Lin~ Ling?”
This time, Ivelia leaned directly against the blanket, her tone carrying a bit more weight.
A slow stream of steam began to rise from the blanket once more.
“Waaah!”
Lin Ling finally couldn't take it anymore and emerged from the blanket.
But the moment she pulled the blanket back, she found Ivelia's face right before her eyes.
Lin Ling: "..."
At that moment.
Lin Ling felt like her head had literally reached boiling point, her eyes instantly spinning like dizzy spirals.
Lin Ling has been rendered combat-incapable!
Seeing Lin Ling collapse, Ivelia hurriedly pulled out the Original Hero's romance handbook and began flipping through the pages.
Why was there no mention of this kind of situation?
Ivelia stared at the notebook, flipping through it several times, but she couldn't find any advice on what to do when "the other party is rendered combat-incapable due to extreme shyness."
What was she supposed to do now? She looked down at the already defeated Lin Ling.
Since it wasn't written in the handbook...
She would just follow her own instincts.
With that, Ivelia lay down beside Lin Ling.
She reached out and gently pulled the defenseless Lin Ling into her embrace.
Lin Ling's body was still warm from the high temperature brought on by her extreme shyness.
Looking at Lin Ling in her arms, Ivelia's gaze gradually softened.
And so, did the Demon King's Castle return to its peaceful daily routine tonight?
Probably.
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