Night had just fallen.

Luo Yan, lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep no matter how he tried, and didn't feel like telling a bunch of little demons any Demon King stories. So, his only option was to immerse his spirit in the Sea of Consciousness, standing before the stele in that Sea of Consciousness to check the official website.

According to the discussion of players on the forum, everything in the Demon King Territory was normal, and there had been no chaos due to his sudden departure.

But considering he had left less than 24 hours ago, it was still too early to praise them; he would have to continue observing.

"Speaking of which, Youyou, can the Demon God sense your presence?" Not having heard Youyou speak all day, Luo Yan curiously asked.

Youyou's voice emerged after a long absence.

"He can't sense me, no."

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought gods could see each other."

After pondering for a moment, Youyou spoke.

"Strictly speaking, gods all live in their own worlds, plus... Youyou is just your divine nature, eh. Even if the Demon God were to detect other faiths in his domain, at most he would just be aware of our existence."

Gods live in their own worlds.

This phrase was somewhat thought-provoking, making Luo Yan reflect for a long time.

"But why can you sense the aura of Chaos?"

Youyou explained.

"Because Chaos is special, like a bottle of ink spilled in the ocean. For a person, the part that is 'human' might not notice contamination, but 'divinity'... is not so hard to detect—as long as you're close enough."

"I see."

Luo Yan found today's conversation with Youyou deeper than usual and even began to wonder if he had underestimated it.

However, that wasn't the point.

Thanks to the fool son of the Dragon family, his journey home had gained a new complication.

Just as he was pondering which level of the maze to use to test that not-so-bright minotaur, a post on the forum suddenly caught his attention.

Dragon Roaming I Can Eat:"Breaking news! Brothers! A large ogre tribe found on the fifth level, combat strength unknown, there could be as many as ten thousand!"

Pig-headed Knight:"Holy shit?!"

Bull-headed Warrior:"For real?!"

Knowledge Explodes:"Wait, something doesn't add up. Since when do Dragon Roaming's goons start sharing strategies on the official site?"

Can't Afford to Play:"Could this be a trick?"

Dragon Roaming I Can Eat:"Damn! I'm sharing out of goodwill, and you guys actually call us goons!"

Dragon Roaming·Assassin:"Exactly, exactly!"

Dragon Roaming·Pork Killer:"That's too much!"

Grilled Lamb Skewer:"Damn, now I'm starting to doubt it too."

Hu Wan:"Is this Borrowing a Knife to Kill Someone, or Throwing Stones to Ask for Directions in the Thirty-Six Stratagems?"

Yiye Zhiqu:"I'd say it's Borrowing a Knife to Kill Someone. There's no Throwing Stones to Ask for Directions in the Thirty-Six Stratagems."

"..."

The fifth level?

They must be the mercenaries hired by the previous Demon King. Are there really that many of them?

Luo Yan was momentarily stunned, then an idea struck him, and an evil smirk appeared on his face.

So, you want to be the Demon King, huh?

Fine, fine, fine.

First, clean up the mess your daddy left behind before you even think about it!

...

In the estate of the Dragon family, the man-eating flowers and murder vines crawling over the obsidian walls were, as usual, both elegant and fashionable.

In the highest tower's top floor, a bulky minotaur was standing in the Clan Leader's study, looking at his elder brother behind the desk, who asserted confidently.

"Bro, lend me some money."

Unlike Xino Dragon.

The Kamu sitting behind the desk seemed like a bona fide noble, whether that be the tranquility on his features or the gracefulness with which he turned pages with two fingers.

In response to his brother's request, he did not lift his gaze, merely inquiring casually.

"How much?"

Xino, feeling insecure, replied in an embarrassed whisper.

"5 million Kela should do."

He did have some spending money.

Like other spoiled heirs, most of it was spent on personal hobbies, such as pampering his powerful and majestic warhorse, or splurging on feasts, or acquiring all sorts of fancy weapons and allegedly enchanted armor.

Hearing the figure of five million, Kamu smiled faintly.

True to his foolish brother's nature, he had no concept of money, dreaming such a modest dream.

"Not enough."

Xino, expecting to hear a refusal and ready to leave, froze mid-step when he realized the response wasn't the one he anticipated.

First shocked, he then asked subconsciously,

"Then... how much would be enough?"

Kamu smiled slightly, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Well, it should at least be more than the allowance of the Padelich Family's young miss."

Xino's eyes widened.

"She has that much?!"

He was so astonished that he wasn't even contemplating how his brother knew what he needed the money for, or how he knew that the Padelich Family's young miss might be involved...

But even if he did wonder, Kamu couldn't be bothered to explain.

Some bulls are destined to be led by rings through their noses.

Even if they are born into renowned families like the Dragons.

"Hard to say, maybe she's been saving for a long time? A noble without lands really doesn't have much chance to spend money, unless she shares your hobby of collecting junk."

"What I collect is not junk, but genuine magic implements!" Xino instinctively retorted, and then asked urgently, "So, what now? If the Padelich Family goes all out to support that pretender, wouldn't I stand no chance at all?"

"You're only starting to think now? Why didn't you just challenge him to a duel in the arena, a true man's battle, instead of mucking about with a siege? The honor of nobility... huh, do you have your own territory?"

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