Chapter 180

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Chapter 180: When the Demon King Is Too Sorrowful

Humans always realize that they actually lived quite well in the past when they are suddenly hit by new troubles.

At this moment, the most terrifying thing Lin Lin faced was that Small Coal Ball had grown up.

Yes, it wasn’t the quiet and well-behaved cub, nor was it the calm and steady adult (if that ever existed); Small Coal Ball had smoothly transitioned into the most disliked age for both cats and dogs.

It began to have a strong desire to hunt and a wish to conquer others.

This showed in how many employees would suddenly be attacked by Small Coal Ball jumping out from around the corner while they were working.

Although Small Coal Ball looked very small, it… was quite strong, and getting hit on the head by it really hurt.

Currently, the most frequently attacked member of the Small Coal Ball victim alliance is Lorken, who has been assigned as the doorman.

Interestingly, this young Worgen is known for his agility, so he hasn’t suffered any serious harm, but being startled by the sudden appearance of Small Coal Ball is indeed quite bothersome.

For this, Lin Lin felt sympathy.

But.

"The victim is no longer just me," Lin Lin lifted her warm tea and savored it, "actually, it has become quite peaceful around me, and that makes me happy."

Teacher Safir also felt relieved. The Sapphire Dragon really didn’t have enough energy to play with the little ones. He calmly nodded, showing his agreement with Lin Lin’s words.

"Please understand the topic of our meeting," Bulwo said as he slammed his hand on the table, drawing the attention of both of them to himself, "many employees have already complained that the Small Coal Ball is affecting their normal work, and there was even a Worgen who said, ‘If that thing comes to cause trouble again, let’s roast it.’"

Bulwo mimicked the tone of the other person.

Lin Lin, "Is it that Worgen?"

Bulwo, "Of course, it’s that Worgen. We only have one Worgen."

Lin Lin yawned, resting her chin on her hand and continued to daydream, "Then what is the point of our so-called anonymous complaint? How is it different from being public?"

"I will still hide other people’s information," Bulwo admitted, "I just really dislike Lorken."

"…You promised it would be anonymous! You said the person’s name so openly!" Lin Lin complained.

"Lorken can give it a try," Safir said softly, "but he will be eaten by the coal ball."

"You really don’t like him," Lin Lin said thoughtfully, "but if you think about it, Lorken and the coal ball’s interaction might mean they can get along?"

"Are you saying that fighting every day for one’s life means they get along?" Bulwo clarified with Lin Lin.

"Okay," Lin Lin took back her earlier words, "I was just guessing."

The education issue with the Small Coal Ball was put aside again. Lin Lin asked the two officers of Demon King Castle, "What have you been busy with lately?"

"Restoring the demon realm to an environment suitable for most living beings," Bulwo answered with a smile, "we discovered a very promising solution."

No, just looking at your light and carefree smile makes me think this solution is not reliable.

"The most challenging thing we face right now is finding the Shadow of the God of Darkness," Safir said coldly, "if only the fragments of that god still existed."

Great, Safir still looked dependable and steady.

Lin Lin showed a serious expression as she thought. If the demon realm had returned to a cycle of day and night after two hundred years, that surely meant the plan had succeeded.

However, regarding the God of Darkness, besides the old office of the God of Darkness, there’s also the yet-to-appear Your Majesty the Demon King, right?

–

The only good thing about the meeting is that after it’s over, I won’t have to keep studying today.

Congratulations!

Lin Lin went to the backyard of Demon King Castle.

In stark contrast to the temple garden, the backyard of Demon King Castle is filled with grave mounds, and Lin Lin even found it hard to tell which one belonged to Orion.

This land is completely abandoned, and no one cares about its purpose.

Lin Lin even suspected that after Orion became a Death Knight, he felt there were too many dead neighbors here, too crowded, and since they wouldn’t become real spirits, he removed them from the "building."

The benefit of the wasteland is that Lin Lin can safely try her light-type spells here without worrying about accidentally harming a monster.

As in her previous attempts, light-type spells are weaker in the demon realm, but Lin Lin is pleasantly surprised that they work much better now than when she was on Brass Dragon Mountain.

The light-type gem shines brightly as Lin Lin waves her specially made magic wand in the air, and a gentle white light spreads from it.

Lin Lin has now found an advantage of being a light-type mage; she is quite sensitive to the powers of darkness.

The black mist floating in the air is indeed a kind of dark power, thickly gathering in the demon realm.

The black mist not only causes trouble for Lin Lin, but it also seems to be bad for Orcs and monsters. Lin Lin heard the staff at Demon King Castle say that the air outside is hard to breathe, while the air inside the castle is very fresh.

So, let’s try to find the place where the dark power is strongest; maybe it can help Safir and the others find the fragments of the God of Darkness.

Lin Lin closed her eyes and for the first time tried to harness the power of light, letting it float out of the Demon King Castle as a white particle.

The white particle wobbled and spun in the black mist.

Compared to the land, the roads in the sky have no signs, making it easy to get lost. Lin Lin could only choose one direction and keep going.

The demon realm is really vast, and this white particle keeps moving forward, endlessly.

Suddenly, the brightness of the white particle became very strong. After closing her eyes, Lin Lin saw a faint light slowly breaking through the darkness.

Are we at the boundary? Lin Lin hesitated.

A thread of golden light, like a silk thread, reached out from a dim direction, almost touching the white particle that Lin Lin was controlling.

It felt completely different from the chilly surroundings; it was warm and comfortable.

It was so tempting that even her soul seemed to feel the warmth and comfort, but it seemed that the other side had reached its limit, and Lin Lin had to move closer.

Lin Lin moved the white particle closer, feeling a blissful dizziness like a traveler returning home.

Suddenly, a breeze rushed past Lin Lin’s ear, and many small and chaotic sounds filled her ears, startling her.

The sound of birds singing in the Demon King Castle is like the sound of waves crashing by the killer whale sea, and it is the real sound Lin Lin has touched in this world.

With a sudden pain on her forehead, Lin Lin opened her eyes.

She was still sitting in the abandoned yard, on top of someone’s grave, and her forehead was bumped by a furry little creature.

Lin Lin: …

With a speechless expression, Lin Lin picked up the Small Coal Ball that was pressing against her forehead, "You are getting better and better at this…"

The Small Coal Ball was very strong now, and after Lin Lin held it, it bumped its head against Lin Lin’s arm again.

After holding for a few seconds, the Small Coal Ball looked up at Lin Lin, and realizing it hadn’t defeated her, it bumped again; its desire to win was really strong now.

With one hand, Lin Lin pushed it back a few steps while reaching out to touch its small little horn on its forehead.

How should I say this… I always feel that this liking for bumping into people is a bit strange, like it’s something an animal would do.

Because its fur was long and fluffy, most of the horns were hidden in the thick coat. Lin Lin reached out and gently pressed the curly fur to see how much horn Small Coal Ball really had.

According to Safir, the horns could reveal information about the creature’s age, gender, and species.

Safir understood these things better, but he hadn’t looked closely at Small Coal Ball’s horns.

The moment Lin Lin touched the horns, Small Coal Ball, whom she held in her arms, suddenly shivered and then became still, like a snake that had been caught by its weak spot.

The feel of the new horns was very smooth and delicate, completely different from the rough and sharp ones of the adults.

Indeed, no matter what species, young ones are always much cuter than when they grow up.

As Lin Lin’s fingertip brushed over the horns, Small Coal Ball tilted its head, felt a tickle, and lifted its tail to wrap it around Lin Lin’s finger that was rubbing its horns, trying to make her stop.

The fluffy little head lifted up and stared blankly at Lin Lin.

Lin Lin felt like she was squeezing the back of a cat’s neck.

"Are your horns curved?" Lin Lin confirmed the shape of the horns and retracted her finger.

After the other person’s finger left, Small Coal Ball felt lonely again; the warm finger had departed from its head, and its softer, furry tail was still wrapped around Lin Lin’s finger, gently brushing over the patterns on her knuckles.

Small Coal Ball rubbed its fluffy head against Lin Lin’s palm.

Long, curly black hair, sheep-like curly horns, a love for sweet food, and a great talent for rolling around. A magical creature.

The terms "demon race" and "magical creature" are pretty mixed; most people prefer to call those with a more human-like form the "demon race."

These labels overlap too much; it’s almost to an unsettling degree.

Lin Lin lifted Small Coal Ball and gazed at it.

"Your Majesty the Demon King?" Lin Lin whispered.

Her voice was very soft because she worried that if someone saw this scene, they would doubt her mental state.

The Small Coal Ball showed no response to the name Lin Lin said, its naturally drooping tail swishing back and forth, showing that this height was a bit too high for it.

Lin Lin looked at the other person with suspicion, feeling foolish yet thinking more and more that she was right, after all, there were very few people who could be Safir’s student.

The small, black bean-like eyes reflected Lin Lin’s face.

The little lamb’s eyes were purple, but Lin Lin wasn’t sure if a demon’s eyes could change color.

For example, tiger cubs have blue membranes in their eyes when they are young.

Maybe I should ask the all-powerful Safir!

Lin Lin picked up the Small Coal Ball and went to the Sapphire Dragon’s office.

Sure enough, as long as it wasn’t late at night, Safir was usually there.

Lin Lin knocked on the wooden door and heard Safir’s calm voice say, "Please come in."

"Lord Safir!" Lin Lin lifted the Small Coal Ball.

Safir looked up and, the moment he saw the coal ball, the Sapphire Dragon showed a clear question of, "Why did you come here with trouble?"

Lin Lin pretended not to understand Safir’s expression.

"Can the color of a monster’s eyes change?" Lin Lin asked, "For example, when they are young, they are black, and when they grow up, they turn purple?"

"Maybe," Safir answered very briefly, "after all, the demon race is a very mixed group, so anything can happen."

The Small Coal Ball held by Lin Lin was recently eager for battle, with lively battle tunes around its ears; it excitedly leaped from Lin Lin’s hand like a black cannonball towards Safir.

The Sapphire Dragon narrowed its eyes slightly.

In an instant, Lin Lin felt Safir’s eyes become deeper and brighter, as if deep blue sand was flowing in his pupils.

The air felt thick and cold.

The small coal ball leaped towards Safir and paused in mid-air. In that moment of life and death, it suddenly understood who in the Demon King Castle it could not provoke.

The Small Coal Ball made a smooth, quick stop and turned sharply, diving back into Lin Lin’s arms with a whimpering sound.

Lin Lin stumbled when it bumped into her, and she saw Safir staring sternly at the Small Coal Ball, which had only its tail sticking out.

Lin Lin hugged the Small Coal Ball closer, trying to shield it from Safir’s gaze while giving him an awkward smile.

How can I put this? I couldn’t say anything at all.

I felt like if I said, "Why don’t you see if this little thing in my arms could be the next Demon King?" I would be the next one to get criticized by Safir for being crazy.

Lin Lin spoke decisively, "You should rest soon; I won’t disturb you any longer."

Safir looked up, "You came at the right time; please hand in the homework from the past two days."

Lin Lin slowly closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks like wide seaweed.

No, I must turn this thing in my arms into the Demon King.

It’s too hard; being the Demon King here with Safir is too difficult.