Chapter 141
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Chapter 141: Did Not Understand
Even in a world of magic, Lin Lin never imagined that one day she would be wrapped in dense black lines.
Those black lines felt cool and damp, wrapping around her body with a strong, flat texture; overall, they did not seem alive.
No, thinking carefully, if they were alive, it might be even worse.
Lin Lin felt very anxious when those strange black lines wrapped around her.
However, she smelled a very familiar sweet scent and heard a voice.
"Lin."
Although usually, the words of His Majesty the Demon King, who had a completely different personality from his cold appearance, were not so simple, Lin Lin still recognized the owner of that one syllable.
Her vision was shrouded in darkness, and someone held her tightly around the waist from behind, their warm breath grazing Lin Lin’s neck, creating a subtle tickling sensation.
From the side of the neck to the back of the neck, the young man’s uneven breathing brushed gently against it.
Lin Lin realized that His Majesty the Demon King was searching for the mark that belonged to him.
Clearly, he had found it.
This was something to be joyful about.
A small patch of skin was repeatedly brushed by the young man’s silky long hair, and His Majesty the Demon King buried his face in it like a kitten, the sweet scent becoming even stronger.
This scent was even a little dizzying.
Drowsily, Lin Lin reached out in the darkness, black lines wrapping around her forearm.
Noticing that Lin Lin made no move to escape, the black lines did not tighten, and Lin Lin was able to touch the Demon King’s smooth long hair, which had been carefully tended by the demon race, grasping and pulling it.
Lin Lin’s series of actions in pulling the hair flowed effortlessly.
The young man let out a soft groan, his head, which was originally buried against her, shifted. His soft lips touched the mark on her neck, while he could also smell the warm, sweet scent of the human woman.
For Your Majesty the Demon King, this was a new discovery. Unlike the Blood Clan, the demon race did not have the instinct to eat humans, but there was no need for a reason; his body automatically opened its lips, revealing his teeth.
The demon race’s fangs are sharper than those of humans, serving no real purpose, but they are more for intimidation.
Lin Lin belongs to him, Your Majesty the Demon King thought, as the dark lines hidden in the shadows twisted and curled with the Demon King’s thoughts.
Ever since Lin Lin left Demon King Castle, Your Majesty the Demon King had a clearer understanding of this judgment.
Lin Lin is his; Lin Lin’s soul is his; Lin Lin’s blood and bones are also his.
They had made a pact, and he was supposed to have all of her.
This is a natural thing; Death Knight Orion does not question why he can only appear around graves.
Lin Lin has gone too far; she has been outside for a long time.
For a while, the Demon King could hardly feel her presence, as if she had disappeared from this world.
When the bird was set free by Your Majesty the Demon King and encouraged to enjoy the open sky, it was possible that it might not return. The Demon King began to resent the bird.
Such feelings were too complicated and strange, even for Your Majesty the Demon King, who couldn’t untangle the confusion.
So, Your Majesty the Demon King stopped thinking and lived for a while on instinct.
It really became much easier; now Your Majesty the Demon King was very happy.
He did not feel anxious or hopeful, nor did he experience a sense of loss.
He was very happy.
"Your Majesty the Demon King," Lin Lin said in the darkness, realizing that pulling on the other’s long hair was not helpful.
The other person did not respond to her words, but the hand around Lin Lin’s waist tightened; he seemed unwilling to change the situation.
This time, Lin Lin did not tug at the silky black hair; she moved gently.
"Your Majesty," Lin Lin said, "I can’t see your face like this."
In the darkness, the young man holding her body stiffened slightly.
"Don’t you want to see me?" Lin Lin asked, "We haven’t seen each other for a while."
Lin Lin noticed that the hands that had been tightly gripping her waist had loosened.
He wanted to see her.
In the dark, Lin Lin turned as she wished, and she noticed that besides the tangled black lines, there was also a rough, scaly tail wrapped around her knee.
It was the tail of Your Majesty the Demon King, which Lin Lin knew but had never seen.
In the pure black space, Lin Lin could not see the Demon King’s face, but he could probably see his own.
Because Lin Lin felt that after she turned around, the muscles in Your Majesty the Demon King’s shoulders moved, and he turned his face away to avoid Lin Lin’s gaze.
Lin Lin reached out to touch Your Majesty the Demon King’s face.
The temperature was higher than she remembered.
There were traces of slight dampness.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Lin wiped her damp palm across her cheek and indeed felt the coolness of the water.
Her fingers glided along the young man’s face, from his profile to his cheekbone, and then to the corner of his eye, the temperature gradually rising and becoming more humid.
"Your Majesty the Demon King…" Lin Lin spoke slowly, "Have you been crying?"
There was a moment of silence.
Lin Lin heard the Demon King’s very steady voice say, "No."
Oh.
Lin Lin reached out and rubbed the corner of the young man’s eye, which was very hot, causing him to lower his head to avoid her.
Lin Lin moved closer to the Demon King; in the darkness, she couldn’t see anything, but she could feel the warmth of her breath on her face, knowing they were close enough.
When she got this close, he didn’t dare lower his head anymore.
The heat at the corner of his eye grew stronger, and his long eyelashes brushed past her fingertips like dew.
Lin Lin asked again, "Your Majesty the Demon King, are you crying?"
As she asked this, tears overflowed from her eyes, and her fingertips became wet once more.
The tears fell into her palm, burning hot.
After a long silence, Lin Lin finally received an answer from the Demon King.
"No."
"Alright," Lin Lin sighed as she reached out to gently pat the top of Your Majesty the Demon King’s head.
"You haven’t told me, ‘Welcome back.’" Lin Lin said.
Surrounded by darkness, yet it ruled over the shadows.
The young man looked bitter, as if he had suffered unfairly, but finally spoke up.
"Welcome back."
Lin Lin nodded in satisfaction and reached out to give him a strong hug; he was so tall that Lin Lin had to spread her arms wide to hold him tightly.
It was too strong, like a crash of a hug.
"Hmm, I’m back."
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"I have completely let go of my emotions, which makes my heart even more peaceful and powerful…" Safir spoke slowly.
The Sapphire Dragon spoke in a deep voice like all dragons.
What strange words is he saying? Lin Lin was confused, noticing Safir was staring blankly at Your Majesty the Demon King while reciting this sentence.
Lin Lin turned to look at Your Majesty the Demon King, seeing the little black-haired goat in anguish, holding his head with both hands.
Ah… It seems Safir has used a rather frightening mental attack.
Lin Lin tried to save the trapped Demon King.
"Lord Safir," Lin Lin looked at the cold face of the Sapphire Dragon, who was blinking slower than usual, "I remember you need to hibernate, don’t you?"
Not just "remember," but "remember deeply," Lin Lin had wanted to ask Safir if there were any famous local specialties, but she was harshly criticized and hung up the phone.
The tantrum of Lord Sapphire Dragon is really terrifying.
"Hmph." Safir let out a mysterious cold laugh.
When the sparkling eyes of Sapphire Dragon turned to her, Lin Lin began to regret saving the Demon King. She had never thought of sacrificing herself to save the Demon King.
"If it weren’t for someone being foolish enough to be taken by the angels, I wouldn’t have to deal with this trouble," Safir said. "It’s just great that you went straight to the God of Light’s headquarters in San Marco City. Why didn’t you just find a job in the sanctuary?"
So close to achieving it! But because they worked overtime until midnight, they became awake again! Lin Lin lowered her head in guilt, preparing to accept the blame.
Lin Lin did not sincerely want to be blamed; her eyes caught the curious Red Dragon cub looking around.
Lin Lin now had someone to pass the hot potato in her hands to.
"I didn’t come back empty-handed," Lin Lin pointed out. "I also brought back a Red Dragon! A Red Dragon matches the image of the Demon King Castle perfectly!"
Cunning, greedy, capturing a princess!
The Red Dragon looked just like the typical villain from stories, as every evil group in a fantasy world should have a Red Dragon!
Safir’s gaze fell on the young Red Dragon.
Unlike the Demon King and Lin Lin, Layton seemed completely unafraid of Safir; he even admired him like a young creature looks up to an adult.
When the Sapphire Dragon looked at him, Layton clearly straightened his chest, wanting to appear stronger.
"If the image of the Demon King Castle is related to a malnourished Red Dragon, then it really doesn’t need to exist," Safir stated objectively.
He truly looked down on everyone fairly.
Lin Lin sometimes appreciated his fairness, as it meant that not just one person was feeling bad; they could share the burden together and find the courage to keep going.
Among everyone, the Sapphire Dragon circled around and finally fixed its gaze on Caligo, who had been standing in the corner with very little presence, "Come with me."
"Me?" The boy with differently colored eyes pointed to himself. As an outside worker for the Demon King Castle, he had not yet interacted with Safir.
The Sapphire Dragon slightly raised its chin, clearly not wanting to repeat itself.
Caligo obediently followed.
Watching the two of them walk away, Lin Lin silently cheered for Caligo; Safir liked smart people, and Lin Lin believed Caligo was the one among them most likely to be treated well.
After Safir left, the castle lost much of its appeal for Layton.
The Red Dragon boy looked around but didn’t find anything of interest, his gaze landing on Lin Lin, "When do you plan to leave?"
Lin Lin tilted her head in confusion.
Behind Lin Lin, the face of Your Majesty the Demon King turned completely dark, with an inky black mist surrounding him.
Layton glanced at the shadowy Demon King; whether it was the Red Dragon’s true nature or the mermaid’s intentional guidance, Layton did not have the ability to "read between the lines."
He spoke very honestly, "Are you going to stay here forever? This is not a good place."
"Where is a good place?" Lin Lin asked curiously.
"I want to find a volcano," Layton said, "Will you come with me?"
"No, thank you," Lin Lin firmly refused.
Not only was Lin Lin not interested in volcanoes, but even with her back turned to the Demon King, she could almost feel his heavy presence. For now, Lin Lin planned to stay in the Demon King Castle and catch up on the work she missed while she was out.
She still didn’t make it until New Year’s and ended up carrying all the burdens at the end of the year. Just thinking about the work she had to face filled Lin Lin with deep despair.
What accountant looks forward to the New Year? Wouldn’t it be nice to just faint and skip this time?
Suddenly, Lin Lin thought of a serious question: while she was away, had the Demon King been working hard?
Lin Lin turned around to look at the Demon King.
Layton was honored to see the dirty adult change from oppressive to cheerful in the blink of an eye.
Lin Lin asked, "Have you been keeping track of the sales at Demon King Castle recently?"
Your Majesty the Demon King’s smile did not change, "I didn’t quite understand."
Lin Lin decisively slapped him.
