"How about you finish eating first, then we can have a good talk?"

Perhaps it was due to "drinking" too much, or maybe it was really out of sheer hunger, but the little wildcat began to chew after seeing Luo Yan had no further action.

"Don't eat the wooden skewers along with the meat."

Luo Yan casually reminded her, then picked out a few more skewers of mouse tails from a wooden box next to him and began to slowly roast them by the fire.

By the time the little wildcat had finally mastered the knack of eating skewers, his were also nicely cooked, and after sprinkling a few grains of salt, he handed one to her.

"Here."

Although those amber eyes still showed wariness and fear, her body honestly succumbed to the temptation of food, and she reached out her hand while swallowing saliva.

Luo Yan waved his magic wand, creating half a stone stool behind her, indicating she should sit down.

Only after the little wildcat had completely relaxed did he remove the skeletal hand that had been grasping her ankle, returning her freedom.

Luo Yan noticed that, at the moment she regained her freedom, her shoulders tensed uncontrollably.

However, after hesitating for a while, she ultimately did not flee as she had before but quietly stayed by the fire where the skewers were roasting.

"Tasty?"

"Cooked! Tasty!"

"Hahaha, I knew it."

Alright then.

Turned out it wasn't because of his exceptional cooking skills, but because this creature was the easy-to-please type.

Watching her blissfully chew, Luo Yan grew even more curious about the kind of life she had lived before.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Umm-hmm-hmm!"

"You can answer me after you've swallowed. No need to rush."

"Mmm!"

"Good girl."

"Hmm?"

"I mean, you have a good appetite."

After devouring the skewers worth five thousand Joss Paper, her petite and tender face finally showed a hint of blissful suffering.

Seeing her slightly bulging belly, Luo Yan refrained from feeding her further and tossed the wooden skewers into a nearby storage basket.

It is said that people who have been hungry for a long time forget the feeling of fullness and can end up eating too much and literally bursting themselves.

As she gazed at the fire where no more skewers remained, the little cat sitting on the stone stool cast a longing look at Luo Yan, hinting for more.

Not until he spread his hands to show that there were none left did she reluctantly lick her fingers and the corners of her mouth, yawned, and stretched languidly.

"Thanks... thank you."

This guy could actually speak human language.

Looking at the catgirl who had now opened her heart, Luo Yan spoke kindly, trying to persuade her.

"No need to be polite, Demon God Bayele taught us that we must help each other in the Surface World, after all, humans there are not good... except for those who believe in the Demon God, like me."

"Demon God? Bayele?" she tilted her head quizzically, rasping out, "Sarah has only heard of Lord Saint Sis..."

Luo Yan's brow twitched, but he still replied with a smile.

"So, did the respected Lord Saint Sis give you skewers?"

Sarah stared blankly at him and shook her head.

"No..."

"Then did He give you money? Or heal your sickness? Or provide a warm house or a warm family? Or help you catch mice... never mind, don't answer, your sad expression has told me everything, you have nothing," Luo Yan said with a smile, "Remember, from today onwards, you're a follower of the Demon King."

"Demon... King?" Sarah looked at him, dumbstruck, with her greasy mouth agape, unable to grasp the concept, "Isn't it the Demon God?"

Luo Yan shook his head and spoke leisurely.

"Didn't the Demon God give you those things either? But look! As the Demon King, I gave you skewers, isn't it fitting that you believe in me now?"

Luo Yan waited a moment, and no lightning struck him down.

Good.

It seemed neither the Demon God nor Saint Sis had heard him.

Sarah, hugging her knees, nodded, half understanding, thinking that maybe there was some sense in what this human was saying.

Her mother, when she was still alive, always told her to believe in Lord Saint Sis, that the almighty Holy Light would one day redeem them, lost and astray as they were.

Yet, every person she met who claimed to be a servant of Saint Sis never once showed her a second of kindness... whereas this self-proclaimed Demon King had given her a full meal.

Demon King.

Somehow, it didn't seem too bad?

Thinking about her previous "ferocious" attitude, she suddenly felt ashamed and buried her head.

"Sarah... my name. Sarah is sorry for doubting you," she said uncertainly.

"It's alright, suspicion is human nature, just like I also had my doubts that the one hiding in the shadows was an assassin or something," Luo Yan said with a friendly smile, then continued.

"Speaking of which, I'm quite surprised. How did you avoid the alert magic circle I set up outside this inn?"

"Alert? Magic circle?" A flicker of confusion passed through her amber pupils. Sarah thought for a long time before speaking uncertainly, "Is it the smell of corpses... I did smell something outside the inn and decided to bypass it."

The smell of corpses?

Could it be the ashes used for casting spells?

But can one really smell that with the nose?

Luo Yan stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Perhaps he could modify it.

Such as... replacing bone ash with plant ash?

Seeing Luo Yan silent, Sarah thought he was angry and quietly apologized.

"I'm sorry... there has been no one around here, and when I saw the firelight, I thought of coming over to see if I could find anything useful."

Meeting that cautious gaze, Luo Yan immediately guessed she had misunderstood something and said with a smile.

"No need to apologize, this inn isn't my home; I'm just squatting here."

The mid-autumn evening breeze flickered the light on the fire, and the rising sparks looked like dancing fireflies.

Sarah stared at his face for a long time, like a cat crouched in a flowerbed by the sidewalk, sizing up a potential cleaner.

"You... are different from others."

"Of course, after all, I indeed do not belong to this place."

"Hell?"

"Yes."

"Is it... far from here?"

Luo Yan looked at her, discerning a trace of longing for a utopia—or rather a desire—in those amber eyes.

"You want to go?"

"Mm..."

Sarah nodded, not concealing her inner thoughts.

However, to the candid Sarah, Luo Yan doused her with a bucket of cold water.

"I advise you to give up on that impractical idea."

"Why?" Sarah looked at him puzzled, seriously confused.

Luo Yan thought for a moment, searching for the right words to reply.

"That place... how do I put it, if you are born in Demon City, you might live comfortably. But aside from that, everyone has their own account."

To put it bluntly.

If Hell were that comfortable, he wouldn't have run here to become the Demon King.

And he was born in Demon City at that, with the aura of a protected species overhead, and even had a grandfather who doubled as a Priest and foster father at the Temple of the Demon God in the Ministry of Truth.

As for someone like Sarah, an ordinary demon, and moreover, one who was born in the Surface World, forget going to Demon City, she'd probably have to prove her loyalty on the frontline just to think about entering Hell.

Hearing Luo Yan's reply, Sarah's ears drooped in disappointment as she gazed at her toes, lost in thought.

"It's not that I don't empathize standing here talking, but you surface-dwellers genuinely wouldn't adapt to that environment, so it's better not to think about it. So many wish to ascend but cannot... By the way, I happen to have a job offer, if you really can't find anywhere to go, why not come and work for me?"

The players were all busy leveling up, and he was worried about finding NPCs.

Catgirl clerk.

That should get the animals who keep shouting for Enchanting Demons excited for a while.

Sarah gave no response.

Luo Yan thought the little wild cat was depressed, and was about to offer some superficial comforting words when he heard a steady purring sound.

A slender silver line hung by the quietly breathing mouth, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth resembled a little boat sailing on the galaxy.

Who knows what delicious thing she was dreaming about, to have entranced the child like this.

A certain black-hearted boss was somewhat amused and frustrated.

"Well, now..."

She had actually fallen asleep!

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