Chapter 82

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Chapter 82: At This Moment

"What else can you do?" Felix asked after successfully dodging a banana peel attack.

He has already been able to gain experience from the Demon King. If a person can skillfully use the banana peel spell, she must have other strange things as well.

"Memory!" Lin Lin attacked Felix with her magic wand.

At this moment, the two had enough distance, and the Dark Elf skillfully dodged Lin Lin’s attack.

Although Felix was very curious about Lin Lin’s spell, it did not mean he wanted to be a test subject.

After Felix dodged, the little green creature that had just been laughing at Lin Lin was hit by the spell.

Not just Felix, but the other creatures also curiously looked at the little green creature, which was surrounded in the center.

"Memory? Is it a dizzying spell?" Felix asked.

From the name, Felix could only think of making someone’s mind filled with memories, causing them to become dizzy.

"It’s not that powerful," Lin Lin shook her head. "Can you guess again?"

Lin Lin’s tone sparked Felix’s competitive spirit. As a Dark Elf, they had always researched malicious spells. Felix carefully examined the green creature, trying to understand its reactions.

The reactions were rather subtle. The green creature looked around, its awareness was clearly still there, and it wasn’t dizzy; however, its mood had turned gloomy.

After being watched by everyone, it seemed to be in an even worse mood and was even a little panicked, completely different from how it had laughed at Lin Lin earlier.

The green creature pushed past the other creatures and escaped under everyone’s gaze.

Felix had to admit that he really didn’t know what spell Lin Lin had used.

"It remembered many embarrassing moments," Lin Lin explained, "the embarrassing things it experienced throughout its life keep replaying in its mind, giving it an urge to find a crack in the ground to hide in, lasting for an hour."

At that moment, even the Dark Elves found the spell a bit frightening.

It was a rather strong mental disruption spell.

Lin Lin originally wanted to name this spell "Embarrassment," but because that name would make her embarrassed, she finally changed it to "Memories."

Lin Lin thought the spell she tried was quite good; it had a simple name, and she didn’t need to chant for a long time or flatter any gods.

Unfortunately, just relying on trying made the chances of success too low, making it hard to create anything decent.

Otherwise, Lin Lin could also write a book and earn a lot of money from royalties each year like Safir.

After learning that Safir could make money just by writing a comment for a book, Lin Lin felt envious for a while, as if earning money made her path wider and easier.

Felix raised an eyebrow and looked at Lin Lin, "Have you used this spell on Your Majesty the Demon King before?"

For some reason, Felix felt that Lin Lin was the type to be cruel to Your Majesty the Demon King.

From a certain point of view, the two people who were the most cruel to the Demon King in Demon King Castle were Safir and Lin Lin.

"No," Lin Lin said curiously, "why do you ask that?"

"Hmm," Felix thought for a moment, not quite sure himself, "Your Majesty the Demon King has not been in a good mood these past few days."

"Isn’t this quite common?" Lin Lin complained, "He can get sad pretty easily."

Lin Lin’s words made Felix glance at her, "Really? I always thought Your Majesty the Demon King was very stable emotionally."

"That’s not wrong," Lin Lin touched her chin, starting to think about how to explain it more clearly, "He is the type who shares his stable emotions with others and then slowly processes his own negative feelings."

Felix said he didn’t understand, "Why? Can’t we just get rid of someone who seems unpleasant?"

"Please don’t do that," Lin Lin emphasized, "It’s too negative."

"Are you being negative?" Felix pointed to the green monster hiding far away, "I remind you, for a low-level monster like that, which consumes a lot of oxygen and is very weak, digging underground is like committing suicide."

"Why is it really digging underground?!" Lin Lin covered her face and screamed.

Isn’t ‘digging underground’ an adjective?

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After Felix and Lin Lin talked about the Demon King’s situation, Lin Lin focused a bit more on him.

Indeed, as Felix said, the Demon King seemed a little down.

However, compared to the last time they had a cold war, this time the Demon King clearly did not want others to notice his sadness.

This subtle show of strength made Lin Lin decide to give him some space to breathe alone.

The Demon King was raised in a way like a noble lady, although that was certainly not Safir’s intention.

With the strictest education, the most knowledgeable teachers, and the limitations of never leaving the Demon King Castle, he could only meet carefully selected people.

From a certain point of view, the Demon King’s growing environment was quite pure.

Even though Lin Lin didn’t think about it on purpose, occasionally, she vaguely realized that part of the Demon King’s feelings for her came from the thought that "she is his."

Free from the constraints of Safir and the Demon King Castle, Lin Lin was summoned to him from another world, and she signed a soul contract with him.

Maybe other demon races have the same idea? For example, the souls they collect, like cups placed in their own cabinet? Those beautiful items are their own possessions?

Lin Lin decided to discuss this issue later with Caligomage, who also sells souls to demons.

Part of the Demon King’s tolerance towards Lin Lin is because "we are connected," but Lin Lin told him that their relationship is not as unbreakable as Your Majesty the Demon King imagines.

Although Lin Lin guessed that the Demon King might be unhappy when she spoke, she didn’t expect that he could endure it so well, even if he was upset.

Did his patience come from the tough lessons taught by Safir since he was young?

Lin Lin felt a mix of emotions.

"Your afternoon tea has arrived," Lin Lin knocked on the door.

The people in the office paused for a moment; they clearly recognized Lin Lin’s voice and said, "Come in."

The unexpected person bringing afternoon tea to the Demon King was Lin Lin, "Where are the monsters?"

"They are cleaning up today and very busy," Lin Lin explained, "Since I have nothing to do, I brought over the things."

Unlike Lin Lin’s relaxed state, Your Majesty the Demon King felt a bit tense. He tried to make himself look normal, but still had a strained expression.

Lin Lin pushed the tea cart to the table on the balcony and placed the sweets and fruit tea on the table.

Your Majesty the Demon King set down what he was holding and followed her to the balcony.

The Demon King could walk around Demon King Castle, which means he could also stroll in the courtyard inside the castle walls, but he rarely went out.

Besides the few times he welcomed Lin Lin, he didn’t leave the castle at all.

After Your Majesty the Demon King sat down, Lin Lin continued to stand by the edge of the balcony. The marble railing served as a guard, and the sunlight shone on Lin Lin’s face, allowing her to tiptoe and gaze far at the active volcano that was always on the edge of erupting.

The Monster Forest and the active volcano are both beautiful sights of hell.

The two of them said nothing, and the Demon King quietly ate his favorite sweets.

The autumn and winter winds are actually a bit cold, and the Demon King Castle has clear seasons; winter is even colder.

After standing for a while and turning around, Lin Lin saw that the Demon King had eaten most of the desserts.

He eats very nicely; when the Demon King is quiet, he looks and feels like a noble young man.

Even a luxurious noble young man has the best food, clothing, and belongings, and the Demon King’s own great strength matches the pleasures he enjoys.

Lin Lin leaned against the railing, looking at Your Majesty the Demon King, whose violet eyes were gazing at her.

"How is it?" Lin Lin asked.

Your Majesty the Demon King looked at her in confusion; his curly black hair brushed across his face, and he seemed lost in thought. Even after Lin Lin spoke, he still reacted slowly.

"How does what you’re eating taste?" Lin Lin asked.

Your Majesty the Demon King clearly paused for a moment; at that time, his noble demeanor faded away, and he looked a bit silly.

He probably didn’t taste anything at all, just acted like a heartless machine eating desserts.

He was taking his last bite when Lin Lin asked.

The slightly sweet, crispy dessert was swallowed down, and the Demon King opened his eyes slightly, suddenly realizing why Lin Lin had asked him how it tasted.

He had swallowed it all, unaware of the flavor.

And because he ate so neatly, he left no crumbs behind.

Then, the Demon King looked down at his fingertips.

When he had just picked up the dessert, tiny particles had gotten on his fingertips.

His index finger touched his lips, and his soft, red tongue brushed over the tiny particles. The tongues of demons are redder than humans’, perhaps because their blood is thicker.

Lin Lin watched him taste the remnants like a little kitten lapping at water, then nodded seriously and said, "It’s good."

Lin Lin smiled and said, "I will definitely try it when I’m done. I know it tastes quite ordinary."

Besides, her cooking skills weren’t very good, and she didn’t practice often.

The Demon King shook his head anxiously, wanting to say, "It really tastes good," not "It tastes quite ordinary."

But Lin Lin didn’t really want to share the taste of the dessert with him.

"I made food for humans," Lin Lin said.

The Demon King tilted his head, not understanding what Lin Lin meant.

"Although humans and demons look somewhat alike, both food and ways of thinking are different," Lin Lin explained. "The same ingredients can create different flavors, and even if we can speak the same language, our different ways of thinking can lead to various misunderstandings."

"For example, I made you dessert because I wanted to make dessert for you, not because we have a contract," Lin Lin said.

A contract is an unbreakable vow for demons, but for humans, it is a kind of restriction of freedom.

Lin Lin looked at the Demon King, unsure if he could understand her feelings.

Everyone in the Demon King Castle respected strength, especially Safir and Felix. Lin Lin could almost imagine the proud Sapphire Dragon questioning why he should see things from the weak’s point of view.

Lin Lin held little hope herself.

The demon race thought in a completely different way than humans. She wanted His Majesty the Demon King to understand her thoughts.

On the other hand, the Demon King must also want her to believe that his way of thinking is correct.

Why should the "master" compromise with the "servant"?

Lin Lin lowered her eyes.

His Majesty the Demon King raised his hand, and black mist spread from his palm, revealing a short, warm brown magic wand floating above it.

This was a magic wand that had just been made.

Like most light-type magic wands, the tip of this magic wand is set with a bright gem. However, this gem is quite large, and even a powerful mage may not have such a luxurious magic wand.

The Demon King, being the pure holder of dark power, cannot touch it directly, so the Demon King used a floating spell.

Because this world is full of different races, Lin Lin, though she is an average height for a human woman, finds that most of the commonly used items from other races are a bit large for her.

For example, the magic wand given to her by the Dark Elf is too long for Lin Lin, as it is made for Wood Elves.

The magic wand floated in front of Lin Lin, and she reached out to hold it, feeling a strong flow of power entering the magic wand.

This magic wand was made just for her.

"I prepared this for you not because of the contract," the Demon King said, "but because its color matches your eyes perfectly."

Lin Lin looked down.

She gazed at the ground beneath her feet.

Because there were no expectations, her mood was calmer, making her seem more steady and reliable.

This is a belief that runs through Lin Lin’s work and life.

But unexpected things still jump out and disrupt her rhythm.

In that moment, Lin Lin’s mind went blank for an instant.

The Demon King responded to what he did not understand.