Chapter 73

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Chapter 73: He Doesn’t Want to Use His Brain Anymore

Lin Lin slept on the soft bed.

Her long hair spread out, and the platinum strands lay on the black pillowcase like the soft glow of sunlight.

The nights in Demon King Castle can be a bit chilly, but a light yet warm blanket wrapped around Lin Lin as she smelled a strong scent of sweets, almost as if she had snuggled into a cozy dessert shop.

Despite the sweet scent, Lin Lin was having a dream that could be called quiet and serious.

In the dream, Lin Lin wore a white robe, somewhat like the wizard Daniel, and she was earnestly praying to a divine figure.

After her prayer, Lin Lin stood up from her kneeling position and looked back, seeing nothing but emptiness.

In the silent temple, it was only her and the solemn statue of the divine figure.

The quiet and strange dream was a scene that Lin Lin had never imagined before.

Something was bothering her, and Lin Lin furrowed her brow slightly as she reached out to move whatever was disturbing her peaceful sleep.

She was not successful.

After her nose itched twice in a row, Lin Lin rubbed it and finally woke up from her dreams.

A feather brushed against her nose.

Lin Lin opened her eyes and saw Your Majesty the Demon King bending over, looking at her with excitement.

In the dim light, the Demon King’s violet eyes gave off a soft glow, a special gift of the demon race’s excellent night vision.

Lin Lin climbed out of bed, her head feeling heavy as she looked around, realizing she was still in the Demon King’s office.

The office had a single bed for the Demon King to rest on, and her shoes had been taken off and placed on the dark bed.

Then, Lin Lin sleepily asked the Demon King, "What time is it?"

"It’s four in the morning!" the Demon King answered cheerfully, "I finished my work, where’s my gift?"

Waking up at four in the morning and wanting to ask someone for a gift? I feel like giving you a big smack.

Lin Lin thought to herself, but since she was both sleepy and sluggish, her eyelids closed against her will. Even though she struggled to keep them open, she had no energy to talk to the Demon King.

As she began to sway from sleepiness, Your Majesty the Demon King reached out to steady her. His hopeful expression was not dimmed at all by Lin Lin’s lack of attention.

Well, Lin Lin thought, he is a poor fellow who was raised by Safir and was assassinated by Bulwo; she really needed to be kinder to him.

"Please bring me my bag," Lin Lin said.

She was referring to the handbag she had when she entered the Demon King’s office.

Without using any magic, Your Majesty the Demon King wobbled over to get the bag, then handed it to Lin Lin with both hands, as if he was expecting her to give him an award.

Great, great, having to deal with all of this at four in the morning. Lin Lin felt like her good days were over.

Lin Lin stretched her legs to sit still on the bed.

Lin Lin opened her bag, and with each movement, Your Majesty the Demon King’s eyes grew brighter.

How much he looks forward to this gift! Lin Lin finally woke up a bit, and her expression became more serious, matching the formality of the Demon King.

"I want to say this first: don’t expect too much; it’s not something very valuable," Lin Lin warned, as she was a little afraid he might show disappointment.

Luckily, the Demon King’s eyes still sparkled brightly; Lin Lin’s reminder didn’t seem to affect him.

Lin Lin took out a light purple square box from her bag, opened it, and inside, there was a silver chain dotted with purple crystals.

It was a silver chain to be worn on the horns of the demon race.

Lin Lin had told the Demon King before that she wanted to give him a silver chain to decorate his horns. She had this idea after seeing many demon race women in the demon realm adorn their horns this way.

At that time, the Demon King had casually agreed.

Now, holding the silver chain in both hands, Lin Lin felt a bit unsure if he even remembered what she had said back then.

It was a rather subtle feeling; if he didn’t remember, it was only natural, as no one remembers everything others say. However, because she had fulfilled her promise, it would make her happier if he could remember it.

In the end, Lin Lin swallowed her question and placed the small box in her palm for the Demon King to see her gift.

"It’s a silver chain! It’s a silver chain!" Your Majesty the Demon King exclaimed with joy, his curly black hair swaying slightly as he moved his head.

Giving him a gift really feels rewarding… Lin Lin wondered if she gave the Demon King a piece of bread, he would happily shout that it was bread.

Lin Lin pushed her palm toward the Demon King, but he slightly lowered his head and brought his horns closer to her hand.

"Aren’t you going to put it on me?" Your Majesty the Demon King asked, "After all, you seemed very interested in it before."

His casual words made Lin Lin pause as she had just taken the silver chain out of the small box.

Holding the chain, Lin Lin couldn’t help but tap it lightly on his head.

Lin Lin shouted, "I didn’t! I am not interested at all!"

Lin Lin felt a mix of embarrassment and anger at being seen through. Although she was indeed the type who wanted to touch a horn when she saw one and wanted to stroke the scales, doing it herself was one thing, but being pointed out by someone else was another.

She is really curious about the special things of other races!

Just like the Moon Elf is curious about humans, humans are also curious about other creatures.

The Demon King, whose head was ringing from Lin Lin’s knocks, smiled wryly, "Alright, I understand. Please don’t hit me again."

In the end, Lin Lin wrapped the silver chain around the Demon King’s horn. It was her first time handling such things, but since she had seen how others wore them, it went fairly smoothly.

After the Demon King lifted his head, Lin Lin stared at his horn.

To Lin Lin, the Demon King looked like a sheep wearing a flower crown. He shook his head uncomfortably, trying to loosen some tight spots, but the little gems on the chain only swayed along, and Your Majesty the Demon King did not succeed as he hoped.

He fidgeted uselessly for a while, then turned to look at Lin Lin, finding her gazing up at him.

Even knowing he was good-looking, the Demon King felt unusually nervous at that moment. He reached out to touch his horn, feeling the cool silver chain.

Since there are no nerves in the horn, when Lin Lin put the silver chain on him, the Demon King only felt a dull sensation of something hanging from his horn.

Silver chains are worn more by female demons, as male demons rely on the strength of their horns to show their charm.

From a certain perspective, the horns of male demons need to look strong and scary, rather than beautiful.

Unlike males, female demons do not have that idea; they are more eager to make their horns look pretty or dangerous.

Therefore, Lin Lin’s idea and action of making the Demon King wear a silver chain is quite new for Your Majesty the Demon King himself.

The Demon King cannot see his own appearance, so he lowered his head and asked Lin Lin, "How does it look? Is it fitting?"

As he looked down, Lin Lin happened to reach out to him.

Without Lin Lin needing to say anything, the Demon King bowed his head, allowing her to adjust the parts he just felt uncomfortable with.

When Lin Lin finished adjusting, she smiled at him.

"It looks very nice."

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"Your Majesty the Demon King, here are the documents that need your attention today."

"How did you know Lin Lin gave me the silver necklace? Oh, maybe it’s because I suit the silver necklace so well? Has Lin Lin come back and given you something?"

Today, Your Majesty the Demon King looks very energetic.

The Death Knight paused slightly as he placed the documents on the Demon King’s desk and then spoke, his voice muffled by the armor, "… No."

If one thinks about it for a moment, they will realize that Lin Lin didn’t prepare a gift for Orion because they were not very close when she left.

Whether or not Your Majesty the Demon King actually considered this, his desire to show off clearly outweighed his sense of decency, "That is truly sad. I will remind Lin Lin to bring you something next time she visits."

He won’t remind, Orion is very sure of that.

But this excellent subordinate still expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Demon King."

His Majesty, the Demon King, elegantly nodded, signaling that the other person could leave.

Orion still has many things to do.

He is the busiest staff member in the Demon King Castle. After helping to unload fresh vegetables and meat delivered in the morning, he also needs to take care of the garden and the little demons that have just started to grow.

Some lower-level demons appear suddenly, lying quietly on the ground like stones or leaves falling from branches. In the area where the Demon King lives, there are many things that suddenly gain magical power after eating abundant energy daily, and Death Knight Orion was once one of them.

The little demons do not yet have formed thoughts and live only by instinct. When Orion brings in the chopped beef into the little demons’ courtyard, they jump into the bamboo basket one after another, ready to feast.

Someone is watching him.

The knight’s sharp senses made Orion look up. He glanced toward a high place; the Demon King Castle has many rooms, and just in this direction, there are dozens of windows, but Orion still easily figured out who was watching him.

It was Lin Lin’s office; that human woman was no longer at the window.

She seemed to have only glanced briefly due to work pressure.

The little monsters were crunching and gnawing on the beef and broken bones. No one except Orion would feed them. After Lin Lin arrived at Demon King Castle, those dangerous monsters, who were both meaty and confused, were pushed out of the castle by the Demon King. They survived by eating the leftover scraps of larger monsters.

Orion used a knight’s shield to shoo away the group of little monsters, keeping them away from the place where she could see, so that their scary eating wouldn’t disturb the young lady.

Yes, my lady.

Orion was not of a very noble status when he was alive, and after his death, he could still calmly be directed by others.

Although Lin Lin was still human like he was in life, in Orion’s heart, they were different.

Unlike him, who was rough and could only cook and fight, Lin Lin was a lady with knowledge and delicate thoughts.

She could calmly talk about the Demon King and the Dragon race, naturally placing herself on the same level as them.

Unlike the common knight who was still bound by class ideas after dying and coming back to life, Lin Lin was a noble lady.

Orion couldn’t even tell if he was paying attention to Lin Lin because of his helpful nature or because he was trying to please her.

Orion felt ashamed about this.

He no longer needed to get food and money from the rich, but he still instinctively did some useless things.

The little monsters were sent away by Orion to a farther place, and the light reminded Orion that it was almost lunchtime.

The Death Knight hesitated for a moment, then reached up and took off his head.

He didn’t want his brain anymore; he decided to stop thinking about his shame and cook for Lin Lin.