Chapter 205

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Chapter 205: She Felt Extremely Certain

"Oh great god! This castle has a ghost!"

Lin Lin burst into the office, where a young man with black hair was holding a thick pile of documents, trying to fit them into his head.

Luckily, he didn’t open his head to put the documents in directly; otherwise, Lin Lin would have screamed for the second time.

"Don’t look at those things; you can’t finish them anyway," Lin Lin was busy being scared. Facing Your Majesty the Demon King’s face, her respect for the gods faded a lot, and she never respected them much to begin with.

Lin Lin nervously told the young man, "There are other people in the dungeon! That person helped me turn off the lights!"

"That’s really nice; it seems like a good person," the young man waved away Lin Lin’s hand as she tried to lead him to the dungeon. "Isn’t it a good thing? Someone helped you turn off the lights."

You really don’t care about what’s in your own territory, do you?

"I want to leave here; it’s too unsafe," Lin Lin tightened her grip on the young man’s arm again. She had confirmed that even holding this god wouldn’t help her get her wish. "I want to go back."

Lin Lin looked directly into his eyes, trying to apply pressure.

"No," the young man firmly rejected Lin Lin’s request. "If we open the space rift again, this world will disappear, and you will affect me."

Lin Lin took a deep breath.

Lin Lin couldn’t hold it in anymore.

"You haven’t come out in so many years; just hold on a little longer. Human life is very short. I’ll be gone in a hundred years, but your piece can live for a long time."

My life is already so short; please let me have this.

"No," the young man replied coldly.

Just as cold as the young man’s response was Lin Lin slowly raising her magic wand.

…

Oh no, I’ve been defeated.

Lin Lin had to search for other ways in the Demon King Castle.

Using light power to blast the wall, she tried to jump outside from the roof of the Demon King Castle, calling for the Fallen Angel where the signal was best and the most open.

All ended in failure.

This world of illusions was as strong as iron walls, much tougher than things in reality.

Until her magic was completely used up, Lin Lin finally calmed down and started to feel tired.

At this time, there was really no room for Lin Lin in the Demon King Castle; she habitually went to her bedroom, only to see the standard setup of the guest room inside.

I guess I should rest a little.

Taking off her coat, Lin Lin quickly fell into bed.

The thick curtains were pulled by her, and sunlight still slipped into the bedroom through the wavy gaps, with bright patches of sunlight shining on the chair and the floor as Lin Lin stared at that little light.

Lin Lin whispered, "Could you close the curtains a bit tighter?"

She carefully peeked outside from under the blanket.

There was no sound, and the curtains looked just the same as before.

It seems that "friend" did not appear here.

Lin Lin sighed in relief and fell asleep peacefully.

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Empty, very empty.

If only magic could refill like in a game after a good sleep.

Because time had stopped, Lin Lin did not know how long she had been asleep.

The clock on the wall still clearly pointed to four o’clock, with the minute and second hands perfectly overlapping at the zero position, looking as if it was broken.

"What a boring god," Lin Lin thought.

He didn’t seem to be trying to do anything great; he was fully focused on filling the missing parts of history, looking much more reserved than the gambling king on the chessboard that Safir mentioned, or the reckless figures in history books.

Perhaps not all pieces of a god have the same personality? Lin Lin turned over in bed; although the bed was a bit hard, she was a person who could endure hardships, so it was okay.

A few minutes later, Lin Lin got out of bed and went to the office again.

When Lin Lin opened the door, the young man looked just the same as when she left, with his head down, messy papers piled all over the desk, and a cup of steaming tea sitting on it; he didn’t look tired at all.

The signs of their earlier magical battle were gone, and the small table in the living room was tidy again, with several bright fruits on the tray.

Lin Lin, feeling bold, pretended that nothing had happened as she sat on the sofa and picked up a quite red fruit. The water spots were still there, but Lin Lin checked that it had been washed clean, and she began to watch the young man eat the fruit.

He pretended she was air more than once; as long as she didn’t start a conversation, he focused on his work without glancing at her.

At that moment, the young man’s curly hair was tied back with a silk ribbon, and his distinct eyelashes were slightly lowered as he worked seriously.

Lin Lin began to feel envy, hoping that Your Majesty the Demon King could inherit the seriousness about work from half of the God of Darkness fragments.

No matter how she thought about it, the young man in front of her was the root source of breaking this strange world.

Natural light shone through the window, and after Lin Lin stared at the young man for a long time, he finally set down the page of his book and calmly looked at Lin Lin, "What do you want to do?"

After the recent fight, he had begun to sense that Lin Lin staring at him was not a good thing.

The human woman appeared quite calm, as if the one who had just caused chaos was not her at all.

"Do you remember me?" Lin Lin asked.

The young man did not answer.

"After you merged with Your Majesty the Demon King, were you asleep, or were you buried deep within his soul, but still able to share his vision?" Lin Lin tapped her temple with her finger, showing she was thinking seriously.

Once again, the young man did not answer.

This does not match his earlier display of generosity and ease.

"You are testing your position here," the young man said slowly, carefully smoothing the pages in front of him. This calm behavior in the body of the Demon King felt a bit strange, "It is meaningless. Although I am merged with the Demon King, we are ultimately different."

"Is that so?" Lin Lin shrugged, "I thought you chose me among many souls because you rather appreciated me."

After the young man mentioned why he chose Lin Lin, she considered that the God of Light might have chosen her for the same reason: her patience and incredible talent for hard work. After all, both sides really needed honest and hard workers in the current situation.

Lin Lin deeply regretted starting to keep accounts as soon as she entered the Demon King Castle. How could she not control her busy hands?

The young man froze again.

Lin Lin realized that he was not skilled in communication. Perhaps this fragment had yet to truly take effect before being swallowed by Your Majesty the Demon King, and then it was always suppressed; he actually lacked experience in this area.

Whenever Lin Lin asked key questions, he had to think about how to respond.

Thinking this way, the person in front of her probably wasn’t as strong or steady as he appeared.

After eating the fruit, only a dark brown seed was left. Lin Lin threw the seed into the trash can and wiped the juice that accidentally spilled on her fingertips with a tissue.

Lin Lin walked up to the young man’s desk, bent down, and looked into his eyes, "Let me guess, you actually care about me. Why?"

"Because I am a soul from outside?" Lin Lin gazed into those violet eyes.

The purple eyes held a calmness with a hint of waves.

Almost the right answer.

"Because taking me away means winning against the God of Light?" Lin Lin asked in confusion.

Calm. Wrong answer.

"Because…"

Lin Lin frowned, trying hard to think of what makes her different from others. She had little connection with the God of Darkness and needed to seek some inspiration from the God of Light.

When she was in the God of Light sanctuary, she almost entered the divine realm of the God of Light and became the Holy Maiden spoken of by the followers.

"Because… I can connect you to this world?" Lin Lin held the other person’s hand, feeling their tremble after she said this.

The god’s hand was even colder than the usual temperature of the demon race. When the other tried to pull away from Lin Lin’s tight grip, Lin Lin held on even harder to prevent the young man from escaping.

This is much more useful than magic.

"But the God of Darkness is already dead, and it looks like you have no chance to go outside since you are being suppressed by Your Majesty the Demon King," Lin Lin spoke slowly.

After all, when the Demon King was just a Small Coal Ball, this fragment left no trace, and as the Demon King grew, it would only be suppressed and quietly fade away.

Connecting to the outside world is pointless; the fragment cannot leave.

So, is it just the connection between Lin Lin and him?

In this quiet Demon King Castle, indeed no other beings appeared before them.

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Lin thought about the Demon King Castle where only the two of them lived, the young man’s cool, distant replies, and his stubbornness in reading without taking action. Whenever she wanted to find him, she could always see his figure in the office.

Lin Lin let go of his hand.

The young man stared at her with a blank expression, his calm and peaceful demon face watching the human woman as she opened her lips.

She said with great certainty, "I am important to you."