Clang—

The crisp sound shook his brain, leaving him feeling a dizzying sensation and unable to suppress a cry of pain, as he fell from the tree and crashed into a snowdrift that hadn't yet completely melted, forming a pit.

"Yeah—!"

"Big brother!!"

"I'll fight you—"

The two little demons perched on the treetop cried out, their eyes reddening with rage as they were about to charge forward desperately, only to see the guard driving the carriage remove the hood from his head, revealing amber-colored eyes, jet-black hair, and a pair of perked-up cat ears.

The sharp gaze instantly froze their breath, along with the arrogance in their eyes that faded away.

"Oh no! It's Sarah!"

"Sitting in the carriage, could it be—"

"Lord Demon King?!" The unlucky little thing crawled out from the snowdrift, stammering in a frozen state.

Sarah looked at them coldly, her right hand already gripping the sword hilt, her voice icy like the snow hanging on the Silver Pine.

"You rude scoundrels, bow before the Demon King, I think you've grown tired of living."

"Eek!!"

The little demons sitting on the treetop shivered at that gaze, suddenly sliding down from the tree and instantly kneeling on the ice.

"Spare us, Lord Demon King!"

"Wah wah, we won't dare anymore."

Sarah remained silent, her gaze as cold as ever.

At this moment, a dignified voice rang out from behind her.

"Enough, Sarah, don't bully them."

"Yes, Sir." Sarah respectfully accepted the order, returning the sword that had been drawn an inch back into its sheath.

Feeling the murderous aura above their heads dissipate, the three little demons sighed in relief, their noses runny with gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord Demon King!"

"Wah wah...the Demon King is indeed kind."

"Exactly! Unlike that cat-eared one, always fierce, nothing like our gentle and kind Qianqian our Queen..."

Perhaps realizing they would not die, these fearless rascals started their antics again.

Sensing the black aura emanating from Sarah, Luo Yan, sitting in the carriage, gently coughed, interrupting their mutterings and with a dignified voice, continued.

"Stand up…who do you serve?"

The three little demons, shivering from the cold, trembled and stood up, one of them speaking rapidly.

"Reporting to Lord Demon King, our leader is Yousi!"

Luo Yan ordered.

"Have that fellow come see me."

"Yes!"

Upon receiving the order, the little demons quickly flew into the forest, shouting in high-pitched voices that ordinary people could not hear.

The high-frequency sound waves traveled through the forest, soon followed by a rustling noise in the Pine Forest, and then a petite figure shot out, flying towards the carriage parked in the woods.

"Wah wah wah! It's Lord Demon King! Oh, how wonderful! You've finally returned! Yousi missed you so much—hey! What are you doing, you stinky cat! Let go of me!"

"You insolent brat, don't even think about getting close to Lord Demon King!" Sarah, expressionless, pressed down Yousi's head, regardless of how she flapped her wings and struggled, she couldn't move forward an inch.

However, with her strength, easily crushing Yousi was more than enough, but when it comes to the Queen of the Land of Nightmare, she was far lacking.

"Your Majesty, you've finally returned."

The resentful voice emerged from inside the carriage, accompanied by shoulder-length, blood-red short hair, and a white dress adorned with red ribbons.

Sarah sharply turned back, her amber eyes narrowing, yet found that Qianqian from the Land of Nightmare had unknowingly circled past her defenses!

Furthermore, this arrogant and rude fellow had the audacity to sit at the Demon King's lap, looking wistfully at his chin as if she viewed him as her own possession.

Those expressive eyes seemed to be complaining—

'Dear, you must be tired from playing outside, finally decided to come home.'

Even Sarah could see, so naturally, Luo Yan didn't miss Qianqian's expression.

Though he wanted to express, that he hadn't gone out for fun, but to spread the corrosion of the Great Graveyard and the Demon King's evil beliefs.

However, since Qianqian didn't ask, explaining himself seemed both unnecessary and suspicious.

So he opted not to explain, changing the subject.

"Why are you here too?"

"Are you not happy to see me?" Drawing circles on his knee with her forefinger, Qianqian said with a face full of grievance.

Luo Yan's expression turned a bit odd.

This fellow behaved differently, unlike before.

Could it be that, after being stabbed by Erin Campbell, she awakened a second personality?

"No, just surprised, since it's late night now."

"Nighttime is my active time; I actually dislike the daytime sun."

Qianqian stared intently at him, her lips slightly pouty, as if sulking.

"Did you know? These days I've been wishing every day for your return."

No wonder.

Luo Yan glanced at Yousi, pressed under Sarah's hand, he instantly understood.

The little demons' Spirit resonates, apparently, these emotions had spread through the invisible networks all over the Land of Nightmare.

Grasping Yousi, whose face turned red and almost crossed into unconsciousness, Sarah's eyes fixated on Qianqian, using her gaze to remind her of her overreach.

But, as a Gold Level, Qianqian appeared oblivious, completely ignoring the cat who had just advanced to Fine Steel Level, focused solely on the venerable Demon King.

In Hell, strength is revered, not surface manners.

Moreover, Qianqian would never forget Erin Campbell's provocation that day.

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