"Cough, cough—I'm alive again!"

In the Demon King's palace, within an unremarkable cave, Yousi, lying on a stone bed, suddenly coughed violently and awoke from unconsciousness.

The Dark Night Elf, veiled, withdrew her extended right hand and the ghostly green light gathered at her fingertips.

At the same time, Mi Xi, who had been waiting anxiously beside, suddenly pounced forward, tears glistening in her eyes as she whimpered.

"Yousi! That's great! You're okay!"

Smacked in the chest by that pointed forehead, Yousi, who had just opened her eyes for a short while, almost rolled them back again, grimacing as she pushed the snotty, tearful Mi Xi away.

"Cough—take it easy! You idiot! I've finally come back to life, are you trying to send me off again?!"

At Yousi's shout, filled with grimaces, Mi Xi seemed not to hear, just continued wailing.

Thankfully!

The guy's still alive.

Although monopolizing the king's favor was quite tempting, without this guy to banter with, she felt even food lost its taste.

Seeing the revived Yousi and the tearful Mi Xi, Sarah blushed and bowed her head, sincerely apologizing again.

"I'm sorry..."

Watching the cat lady's apology, Yousi shook herself, stood up from the stone bed, and flung off the Mi Xi hanging on her, stepping forward with little strides and generously patted her shoulder.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, after all, you're the guard of Lord Demon King, you have your troubles too..."

Rubbing her butt as she scrambled up from the stone bed, Mi Xi crowded over, muttering curses.

"Exactly, exactly, anyway, Yousi's head isn't right! Maybe if you toss her a few more times, she'll get cured instead."

"Exactly, exactly! Huh?! What's that supposed to mean, you?!" Yousi nodded proudly, then suddenly realized halfway through her sentence, turning on her heels to leap on her.

The two little demons wrestled together, one of them not even dressed, making quite a spectacle.

The veiled Dark Night Elf girl looked at Sarah wordlessly, conveying with her eyes—

'I'm leaving this to you.'

Although wanting to return to the side of Lord Demon King as soon as possible, Sarah silently nodded, steeling herself to agree.

'Alright, leave it to me then...'

…

In the Demon King Palace, in the solemn Audience Hall.

Luo Yan, seated on the throne, looked at Qianqian, who was humming a tune and swinging her legs.

The blissful look on her face made it hard to disturb her, but since serious matters had to be addressed next, he gently coughed and spoke in a dignified voice.

"It's about time to come down."

"It seems that happy times are always short-lived, thank you for the treat... I mean, thank you for your gift, my Venerated Demon King."

Despite looking reluctant, facing Luo Yan's authoritative gaze, Qianqian obediently jumped down from his shoulder, landing steadily in front of the throne's steps.

The dignified and gentle appearance compared to before's wildness was like night and day, making Luo Yan involuntarily worry about whether she had been truly stimulated to the point of concern for his subordinate's mental health.

"No need for formalities, and also, you can speak to me in your usual manner."

"What are you saying? Aren't I always like this, my Venerated Demon King."

Qianqian covered her crimson lips with a light laugh, then suddenly changed the topic, asking as if casually.

"By the way, that golden-haired female gorilla, hasn't done the same thing, right?"

Luo Yan: "…?"

Does "the same thing" mean sitting on the shoulder?

With Erin Campbell's build, he couldn't imagine her sitting on half his shoulder.

No offense meant.

This is purely from a physical standpoint, it would be unlikely for any normal human.

"It seems not… hehehe, excuse my rudeness, please pretend you didn't hear that."

Seeing Lord Demon King's reaction, Qianqian appeared in a great mood, elegantly curtsying with her skirt held up.

"Wish you a pleasant evening."

That cheerful voice along with her petite figure faded into the shadows beneath the candlelight, like the moon drawn into dark clouds, quietly exiting the solemn and imposing Audience Hall.

Luo Yan brewed his emotions for a moment, then faced the main door of the hall and spoke in a dignified voice.

"Come in."

Just as his voice dropped, eager footsteps and a crisp, pleasant voice floated in through the Audience Hall's doors.

"Lord Demon King! You're finally back!" Sherry's eyes sparkled as she gazed at the long-unseen Demon King.

"Sherry, a bit of seriousness, please..." Helen followed closely behind her sister, reprimanding sternly, then pulled her down to one knee, bowing her head, "Sorry, Lord Demon King, please forgive my sister's rudeness..."

"Please stand, no need to be so serious," Luo Yan faintly smiled, looking at Helen with an embarrassed look and Sherry pouting with dissatisfaction, and said in a gentle tone, "Moreover, seeing your lively and cheerful appearances brings me great comfort. It seems that in my absence, you all have been doing quite well."

"All thanks to your wise decisions." Helen nodded as she got up from the ground.

Luo Yan looked at her and nodded.

"Also, many thanks for keeping watch for me. It was hard work when I wasn't around."

"...It is our honor to serve you."

Upon receiving the Demon King's praise, a light blush rose on Helen's face, while Sherry, standing beside her, showed a joyful expression, her proud nose almost raised to the sky, babbling unabashedly.

"It was indeed tough! Especially sister, seeing you standing next to that blonde guy, her teeth almost broke off—"

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