Chapter 143
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Chapter 143: This Is Mine
Lin Lin didn’t understand the demon race’s Disordered Period; she thought of Your Majesty the Demon King’s situation as something humans could understand—being sick.
So thinking in this way, it did feel like the Demon King needed more care during this special time.
Lin Lin had to start being patient.
Being patient with Your Majesty the Demon King was a test of endurance because this guy was naturally very willful and selfish.
When faced with others’ patience, the Demon King wouldn’t feel that others were being particularly thoughtful; he would only think that he was really amazing, as excellent people are always treated specially.
Lin Lin felt that the Demon King’s bad personality was closely related to the way he was raised by Safir.
Lin Lin was busy finishing her unfinished work and didn’t have time to deal with the Demon King’s fragility.
Your Majesty, the Demon King, was also wise enough to only disturb her after work hours.
Lin Lin walked through the corridor toward the bedroom, with a tall young man behind her, burying his head in her neck.
It was heavy and weighed down, making Lin Lin’s steps slow and heavy.
The young man kept rubbing his forehead over the spot marked with the Demon King Imprint, murmuring, "Mine…"
Lin Lin was gradually starting to feel lazy about arguing with him about such things.
The Demon King was sick, and Lin Lin subtly realized that what Safir said about "wanting something but not getting it" might be related to her.
Perhaps, just like the "Disordered Period" that Lin Lin couldn’t understand, "whether someone belongs to him" is very important for the demon race.
Lin Lin stopped walking, with the Demon King pressing down on her, making it really hard for her to take a step.
"Get up," Lin Lin patted the head of Your Majesty the Demon King, then she realized she needed to be more gentle and patient with her patient, "…let’s get up."
Lin Lin’s tone became softer and kinder.
The young man pressed against her neck looked up, and beneath his black long hair, Your Majesty the Demon King’s eyelashes were soaked, sparkling with tiny droplets in his violet eyes.
He seemed to suddenly become sad and pensive.
For no reason at all.
Compared to before, those twisted black lines, which seemed strange to Lin Lin, once again appeared around the Demon King, cold flat black lines wrapped around her arms and waist, as if they were trying to pull the two closer together.
The sky outside was still a pitch-black night, with the Red Moon lighting up every corner of the demon realm like a scarlet eye.
Lin Lin looked at the completely out-of-sorts Your Majesty the Demon King and sighed deeply, "I’ll take you back."
After she finished saying this, the young man beside her showed a puzzled expression.
"Hmm?" The black-haired lamb tilted its head at her.
Lin Lin realized that the Demon King’s "condition" had worsened.
This was not Lin Lin’s first time entering the Demon King’s bedroom.
Her main impression of the Demon King’s bedroom was the pure black decoration style, very much like Your Majesty the Demon King.
There were no lights in the Demon King’s bedroom; instead, there were candles. When she opened the bedroom door, the candles automatically lit one by one. Lin Lin guessed it was a little trick set up by Your Majesty the Demon King using magic.
After all, this guy was really good at studying useless spells.
He took off Your Majesty the Demon King’s cloak and coat, revealing a white shirt underneath. The shirt was tucked into his long pants, highlighting his waist, while his curly black hair brushed against his slim waist.
Lin Lin reached out and hung Your Majesty the Demon King’s cloak on the coat rack, then saw that Your Majesty the Demon King had obediently knelt down on the bed.
The Princess and the Pea lay on her bed, which was still piled high with layers of blankets, all covered with a matching black duvet. From beneath her long black hair, a fair and handsome face peeked out.
The Demon King’s eyes were still misty, with black lines twisting around him. The thicker the black mist became, the more Lin Lin knew that something was wrong.
"Do you want to rest?" Lin Lin asked softly.
The violet eyes of the Demon King turned to her after her question; there were rarely such quiet moments for him.
Lin Lin grabbed the outer layers of blankets and wrapped them around him. "For now, you should take a nap. You will feel better."
The Demon King nodded quietly.
His obedience made Lin Lin relax. She tidied up the layers of blankets on the bed and suddenly noticed something white catching her attention.
It didn’t appear out of nowhere; it had been hidden among the piled blankets as Lin Lin was arranging them.
It was white, soft, and fluffy.
Lin Lin hesitated for a moment and bent down to reach for the piece of white.
The small piece of white was not far from her, and Lin Lin happily grabbed one corner.
At the same time, another hand also grabbed the other end, stopping her from picking it up.
Lin Lin looked at the hand’s owner, and the little black lamb did not let go even when she stared at it.
In the flickering candlelight, Lin Lin recognized that this was a short cloak she had on over her coat.
Lin Lin had too many clothes; the Demon King always secretly stuffed new items into her wardrobe, and she never paid attention to which coat appeared or disappeared.
Lin Lin could only barely recall that she might have worn this coat before going out with Caligo, but she hadn’t specifically looked for it upon her return.
Both of them held onto the cloak, and Lin Lin remained silent without letting go.
After a while, she heard the young man’s timid voice; he spoke first, "This is mine."
He seemed a bit guilty, his misty purple eyes avoiding Lin Lin’s gaze.
Lin Lin let go, and the cloak was quickly pulled into his arms.
The short coat for women was neatly covered under the blanket, becoming the "bricks" of his layered nest.
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"The Demon King’s situation is very strange," Lin Lin knocked on Safir’s door.
Even though it was late at night and Safir was not an easy dragon to deal with, it was clear that the current Demon King was even more seriously ill and frightening.
Lin Lin knocked on Safir’s bedroom door ten times before she heard his deep voice say, "Come in."
Lin Lin opened the door; Safir was sitting up against the headboard, rubbing his forehead with a displeased expression, clearly disturbed from his sleep.
The humble bedroom, which originally held no treasures, was already greatly disturbing Sapphire Dragon’s sleep, and now there was a bold person daring to disturb him.
Deep blue hair flowed over the shoulders of the person wearing a silk nightgown, and Safir’s voice was cold, "You better have a real reason…"
As expected, the person who provocatively appeared here was Lin Lin.
Currently, she was the only one in the Demon King Castle with enough courage.
"It’s serious, it’s really serious!" Lin Lin rushed over, collapsing beside his bed, "The Demon King is not thinking straight!"
Utterly worthless information.
Safir scoffed, "Isn’t that something we’ve known for a long time? You just figured it out?"
"I’m not talking about a problem with his brain," Lin Lin reminded, "his emotions are not right."
"If only you listened to what I said seriously…" Safir’s attitude was lazy; he had no interest in the young ones’ emotional problems, as his own feelings were already very bad.
"I know! Disordered Period!" Lin Lin interrupted Safir.
The Sapphire Dragon, rarely interrupted, looked up. His thin lips gave him an image of cold pride. Safir patiently listened as Lin Lin told him about meeting the Demon King after work and helping him to the bedroom.
Lin Lin didn’t know which details were important, so she didn’t leave out any of them.
Including the mark where the Demon King’s forehead brushed against Lin Lin’s neck, and the way he whispered closely in her ear.
After Safir allowed Lin Lin to sit by his bed, she sat on the edge, nervously telling him everything that happened.
The Sapphire Dragon could not understand Lin Lin’s anxiety.
So annoying.
Safir moved his neck and looked in another direction, his light blue scales grew in a beautiful pattern down his neck, shining in the light.
Lin Lin’s story did not interest him; Safir was not curious about how his student was leaning on a female’s shoulder, mumbling.
But unlike humans, his pointed ears trembled slightly, showing that he was listening to what Lin Lin was saying.
Being woken up made Safir feel unhappy.
The gem dragon closed its sapphire-like sparkling eyes and then opened them slowly.
After hearing the new part of the story, he turned his head slowly and looked at Lin Lin without showing any emotions.
At the same time, he also saw the Demon King’s contract mark on Lin Lin’s neck, covered in black mist.
The Demon King repeated his unnecessary power on it, and Safir could imagine how the Demon King stamped his presence over and over again on the mark.
"You find it strange too, right?" Lin Lin sighed in relief when she saw Safir looking at her. "He hid my coat under the bed."
It was not strange.
Compared to the demon race, the dragon race truly collects everything they like in their treasure hoards.
Books, gems, and even the legends of capturing human princesses.
Humans marked with the Demon King Imprint originally belong to the Demon King.
Safir calmly looked at Lin Lin.
He heard his own quiet words, "This is indeed a bit strange."
