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Chapter 208: He Spoils You Too Much

Bored, very bored; even wasting time became a troublesome thing.

Lin Lin somewhat understood why the pieces of the gods always muttered "meaningless." Anyone who lived such a boring life would doubt life itself.

Even a casual and carefree guy like the God of Darkness lived such a boring life; Lin Lin couldn’t imagine how dull life must be for the God of Light, who had to work.

When the piece of the god reached the top of Demon King Castle, Lin Lin was trying to attract the birds outside with sun-dried potato cakes.

Of course, she failed. Those birds might fly around Demon King Castle but would not actually land inside it.

Even when Lin Lin used light-type magic, she couldn’t catch these birds that did not truly exist.

"Your actions…" The young man’s voice was calm and steady.

"My actions mean nothing!" Lin Lin could already interrupt the young man’s words and answer before he could finish.

Although Lin Lin called the young man "Your Divine Majesty," it was hard for her to show respect or fear because he looked like Your Majesty the Demon King.

"I know those birds are fake," Lin Lin said.

The young man raised an eyebrow slightly, wearing an expression of "You know and still do this?"

It was truly amazing; Your Majesty the Demon King’s face showed such calm maturity. Lin Lin gazed at the young man’s face, wondering why, although it was the same face, his quiet demeanor made him even more handsome. It showed how much the king’s usual fidgety behavior lowered his charm.

"Because I’m bored," Lin Lin replied, "What if real birds are attracted to potato cakes?"

"I thought you were good at dealing with boredom," the young man said, "I remember you loved origami and reading novels."

Soon, the young man regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth.

Because Lin Lin said, "You really understand me. You seem much more caring than Your Majesty the Demon King."

The king pays more attention to things he finds interesting, like Lin Lin’s surprisingly terrible cooking skills.

"You are more…" Lin Lin frowned, really thinking about the right words to match the young man, "cold and delicate."

The young man continued to look cold, completely unmoved by what Lin Lin might have meant as a compliment.

In fact, he did not like being compared by human women at all. As a former god, even if he only had remnants left, he was not reduced to being compared to humans by a demon who likes him.

To the young man, there was no difference between Lin Lin and an ant by the roadside. It was one thing to be private about it, but she even dared to criticize him in front of him, showing no fear of a god at all.

The young man thought again that Lin Lin would treat a god so lightly, because that demon never mentioned the God of Darkness in front of her, perhaps intentionally or unintentionally diminishing the presence of the God of Darkness throughout the entire Demon King Castle.

What a foolish guy. Even though he has practically lost control over the demon realm, the remnants of the god still criticize the current ruler.

That demon is content with the lands of the demon realm, showing no interest in expanding, and only cares about whether the residents of the demon realm are eating well and how the weather is.

Of course, there are also the control of volcanoes, avalanches, floods, and… controlling Him.

That demon race spent a huge amount of power to obtain something of little value.

"It’s meaningless." Even though Lin Lin had answered once, the young man coldly said this phrase again.

While moving a quarter of a potato cake towards the edge of Demon King Castle, Lin Lin paused, thinking the other was talking about her.

"Then what is meaningful?" Lin Lin asked softly.

The human woman turned around and looked into the eyes of the piece of the divine.

She asked, "Why did you come to find me?"

…

This sudden eye contact made the young man quickly look away, staring at the birds and the sunlight created from nothing.

The young man did not answer Lin Lin’s question.

Luckily, it seemed that human women did not care about the answers from the gods. She stretched out her hand, and a small, round, gray bird perched on the edge of the potato pancake, resting on Demon King Castle.

The soft yellow beak pecked at the potato pancake like a picky eater. It did not eat much but started to groom its fluffy feathers, then hopped onto Lin Lin’s outstretched finger.

The young man with black hair frowned slightly.

He stared at the suddenly appeared bird, watching as this hasty guest did not stay long and then spread its wings to fly into the sky.

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"He spoils you too much."

The young man suddenly said this.

"Who?" Lin Lin asked, holding a custard tart she had just taken from the restaurant on the first floor and offering one to the young man with black hair.

Although there are only two living beings in Demon King Castle right now, the restaurant on the first floor can surprisingly serve food out of nowhere, which is really touching.

The young man returned to his true nest, the office filled with a bunch of things that others could not understand.

Lin Lin wandered around Demon King Castle, but in the end, she came to find him, the only living person who could communicate.

After Lin Lin sat down, the young man’s feather pen paused for a moment, and a cup of tea with a lemon scent appeared at her side.

"That demon race," the young man replied, not taking the egg tart, so Lin Lin left a small plate on his desk and took the rest to the low table in the living room to eat by herself.

"How do you know?" Lin Lin took a small bite of the egg tart; the soft texture melted in her mouth and the sweet taste filled her, making her happily close her eyes to savor it.

Just like now, thought the shard of the deity.

"Normally, it would be hard for you to feel hungry in this space," the young man said.

"I feel hungry every moment," Lin Lin answered, "If I don’t eat for five minutes, my mouth feels empty."

"You are lying," the young man pointed out, having read books about humans, "this goes against the nature of humans."

"This is my nature, I’ve just been holding back," half of the egg tart was already in his mouth, Lin Lin tilted her head and confirmed with him, "You promised, you said in this world, eating a lot won’t make you gain weight."

God knows how happy Lin Lin was when she heard this news.

The fragment of the God of Darkness felt the humans’ disdain once again; his space wasn’t meant for this.

"What if it’s fake?" the young man asked.

The smiling human woman eating the egg tart answered simply, "I will kill you."

At that moment, her decisive attitude looked more like a Demon King than the one in the Demon King Castle.

"That Demon King is too weak to be a Demon King," the fragment of the god once again focused on the Demon King, this young demon race was one of the few Demon Kings he didn’t participate in, "he has no ambition to expand."

"On the contrary," the human woman wiped her hands with a napkin, expressing a different opinion, "he is a very outstanding Demon King, belonging to a peaceful era."

The young man paused with the quill in his hand, and finally raised his gaze to look in the direction of the human woman.

Lin Lin pointed to herself with her finger, "You may not care, but I am a soul from the age of peace. To me, Your Majesty the Demon King is a better ruler than you."

She spoke words that were very offensive.

The god remembered the bird that had flown up from Lin Lin’s hand.

This feeling is not very good, the god thought.

She was the soul He chose and also a sharp knife piercing Him.