Chapter 199
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Chapter 199: My Lin
Although Your Majesty the Demon King in front of her was not very useful, in the overly quiet Demon King Castle, there was a strange sense of comfort.
Realizing that she could not find helpful clues from Your Majesty the Demon King, Lin Lin turned and continued toward the room of the young demon.
"How can you just leave me behind!" Your Majesty the Demon King shouted angrily behind Lin Lin.
After Lin Lin turned around, Your Majesty the Demon King changed into a smiling figure. He was now just a light, floating shadow, but he followed the rules and stayed on the ground without flying up.
Your Majesty the Demon King strongly requested Lin Lin not to wake the young demon race too early; Lin Lin could only lead him like a kite through the sleeping Demon King Castle.
The Demon King Castle from two hundred years ago was a bit different.
"It is so nostalgic… I can’t believe there was such wealth in the treasury," Your Majesty the Demon King remarked as he looked at the treasury from two hundred years ago.
"There’s no need to feel so sentimental; the desolation here is due to the efforts of everyone in the Demon King Castle," Lin Lin objectively remarked.
"Can you bring back all the gold coins from the treasury when you return?" Your Majesty the Demon King asked sincerely.
"Just be a person…" Lin Lin was sure this thing was truly rubbish that would smile while stealing candy from children.
Lin Lin sat on the gold coins, watching Your Majesty the Demon King, who couldn’t reach the coins but was trying to use magic to roll them away.
How nice, these little actions looked just like the movements of the Demon King Castle officials who sneakily took the gold.
"You still need to hold back a little," seeing that all the spells had failed, Lin Lin reminded, "Right now, I am the Demon King of the Demon King Castle."
At least that’s how it is in name.
After Lin Lin said this, the young man’s previously confident back became stiff, like a clock that got stuck, slowly turning to face Lin Lin again.
Then, he saw Lin Lin tossing and catching a gold coin.
Lin Lin was joking, but her tone was always sincere, making her jokes seem serious, which sometimes made it hard to tell.
Sometimes he understood what was real and what was not, and sometimes he did not.
The young man became quiet.
Lin Lin had successfully caught the coin on its heads three times in a row and felt very skilled; when she looked up, she saw Your Majesty the Demon King staring at her.
He showed a blank expression.
It was truly rare; Lin Lin had never seen such an expression on the Adult Majesty’s face before. In fact, his expressions were always so rich that Lin Lin thought his unsteady personality as a king might actually be a disadvantage to his identity as the Demon King.
Soon, after spending more time with him, Lin Lin understood that compared to being unreliable, being unsteady was actually the least concerning issue about Your Majesty the Demon King that did not fit his Demon King identity.
Dropping the gold coins in his hand, Lin Lin reached out to Your Majesty the Demon King.
Although he still could not touch him, the young man instinctively lowered his head, trying to place his face in the palm of Lin Lin’s hand.
Lin Lin smiled lightly but still cooperatively "rubbed" his cheek.
The young man kept his head down, so he could only see the fluffy top of his hair.
Lin Lin heard the young man’s voice, light and airy, "Lin, I miss you."
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The boy woke up in a sticky mass, black goo wrapping him like a huge spider web.
After he woke up, he could see a human woman sitting beside his bed.
Because of the clash between light magic and the demon race, Lin Lin did not use light spells but tried to ease his pain with a general water spell.
Even so, the boy still felt a great pain, like a small insect stuck in a spider’s web, unable to flap its wings and escape.
"Lin, what happened to me?" The boy tugged at Lin Lin’s hand, pressing it against his sweaty face, feeling the demon race’s body temperature rising uncomfortably.
"It might be because there is some problem with the connection to the Demon King Castle."
He wondered if it was his imagination, but he thought Lin Lin looked a little guilty.
The boy always thought Lin Lin was smart and powerful, never questioning how she knew. Of course, she was so smart that she knew everything.
After Lin Lin’s reminder, the boy looked closely at her face, trying to sense his connection to the Demon King Castle again.
It hurt more.
The pain felt like blood vessels stitched together carelessly.
Instinctively, the boy leaned his head against Lin Lin, and then he stopped moving.
The pampered boy suddenly woke up, and the wet purple in his eyes grew richer.
He felt the power of the adult demon race.
That power, which was sensitive because of fear, belonged to the demon race that made a contract with Lin Lin.
He had already found his way here.
Thinking this, the pain in his body became unimportant, and the boy tightly embraced Lin Lin’s waist.
"Lin," the boy began to speak.
Lin Lin, who was treating his body, responded with a sound, thinking his voice was really weak and pitiful.
"Lin," the boy whispered her name again. He spoke softly and quickly, so Lin Lin could not hear what he said.
"My Lin."
He began to truly understand the idea of "belonging."
