Aiki could only feel how bumpy her future seemed.
Only Joey himself thought so…
Veiweiya pretended to want to marry him, but it was just an excuse to seize the throne…
Leona supported Veiweiya, wanting to help her become the Demon King…
Because Aiki had a cold expression and didn’t like to show her feelings, Joey thought she was waiting for a chance to attack him and take his position…
But in reality…
Veiweiya liked Joey so much it showed on her face…
Although Leona was Veiweiya’s subordinate, she secretly loved Joey, and her conflicted heart couldn’t break free, so she even vented by drawing lewd comics…
As for Chiyang and Aiki, there was nothing more to say—they just wanted to find an opportunity to get close to Joey…
Then there was Zixuan in the Dungeon…
She basically wanted to use the Hero Seia to weaken Joey, and then take him down…
In the end, only Joey himself was clueless to the core, acting like he was in complete control and manipulating everything.
How pitiful…
But…
Looking at it now…
The other three officers all had deeper emotional connections with Joey…
It seemed like only she had made no progress…
Normally, she was at the Mage Academy, while Joey and Chiyang were at the Warrior Academy, plus the time in the dorms—there was almost no chance to be alone with Joey…
Aiki stared at Joey walking ahead with a resentful look.
Young Master today…
Is wearing the Demon King Attire…
The Demon King Attire was a black high-collared suit with a black cloak…
The slim fit showed off Joey’s figure…
Aiki noticed too…
A drop of sweat slid down Joey’s cheek…
Today, Young Master must take a bath…
Aiki swallowed as she looked at the bead of sweat…
Bathing was the only thing she hadn’t done for Young Master yet…
Thinking this, Aiki’s lips slowly curled upward.
“Aiki, I’m so hungry. Hurry and have the servants bring out the fried rice…”
Joey said weakly.
“Hmm? There’s food? I want some too!”
Chiyang instantly perked up, looking at Aiki.
Aiki’s expression returned to icy as she looked at the two of them.
“I’ll prepare two portions, in case you two fight…”
What a great opportunity…
***
Elsewhere…
In the underground Black Market of the Entia Kingdom…
A lifeless-eyed female thief entered a Weapon Shop…
Inside, a muscular woman was forging metal with a hammer.
“Clang! Clang! Clang!…”
Sparks flew everywhere.
Hearing footsteps, the woman set her hammer down and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the towel on her shoulder.
She looked up at the female thief.
The thief wore a hood and carried a long, wrapped object on her back, likely a weapon…
The Weapon Shop’s mistress was used to it—most who came wanted weapon modifications—so she lowered her head and continued hammering as she spoke.
“Want a weapon modified? Not this week.”
“The original Dwarf Weapon Shop in Entia Kingdom was attacked. The grandmother and grandson both died, and all the city’s weapon shops are out of business, busy with it…”
She kept working as she spoke.
“Damn dwarves. It was bad enough they stole our business, but even dead they don’t let us have peace…”
“So if you want to modify a weapon, come back at least a week later.”
“…”
The female thief glared coldly at the mistress and handed over the long object she carried.
“I want it modified. I’ll pick it up in a week.”
The mistress had a fiery temper. She glared at the thief and shouted:
“Are you deaf? I said! I’m busy!”
“…”
The female thief nodded, picked up her long weapon, and took it back.
Seeing her reclaim the weapon, the mistress ignored her, picked up her hammer, and muttered, “Freak…”
The female thief tilted her head and asked:
“Is your right hand your dominant hand?”
“Yeah! Anything else?”
The mistress, unwilling to deal with this freak, asked impatiently.
“Swish!!!”
There was a slicing sound…
The mistress didn’t even realize what it was at first…
She only saw her left hand fall to the ground.
The thief had cut it off with a jet-black longsword…
“Ahhhhhhh!!! You lunatic!!! What are you doing!!!”
The mistress screamed at her severed hand.
“I already said it…”
The thief pressed the jet-black sword against the mistress’s chin.
“I want this sword modified by tomorrow…”
“This… this sword…”
The mistress stared at the sword in shock.
“Isn’t this the Joyful Demon King’s magic sword!!!! Why is it in your hands!!! Wasn’t it in the Dwarf Weapon Shop…”
“Wait!! You destroyed the Weapon Shop!!!!”
The female thief shook her head.
“I don’t have that kind of ability…”
“My supreme Master did it…”
“But… my beloved Master actually abandoned me…”
“But that has nothing to do with you. If you can’t modify this sword by tomorrow night, I’ll kill you…”
The mistress couldn’t understand a word the thief was saying and could only shake her head.
“Let me tell you…even if you kill me, it’s useless…”
“It takes at least three days to modify a sword…”
The thief shook her head.
“I’m not asking you to change it into another weapon…”
“You just need to extract the core material from the center and turn it into a Pendant…”
Because…
It would hang better around Joey Master’s neck as a Pendant…
***
Demon King’s Castle, bathroom…
“Ahh…”
Joey soaked in the bath.
“So comfortable…I miss my own bath…”
“If only I could move it to the Academy…”
Joey leaned against the edge of the bath, his body floating gently, his small feet rising like two goldfish.
No glutton thinking about food all the time…
No violent girl clinging to me…
No sharp-tongued servant nagging me 24/7…
This time alone feels really nice…
Joey thought contentedly with his eyes closed.
So…
With stats this high…
Why bother with those idiots every day? Wouldn’t it be better to just enjoy life?
But…
That would be so boring…
Humans really are strange creatures…
When there’s trouble, they want free time; when they’re free, they look for something to do…
Ahh…
Forget it. If I think too much, my brain will melt in the bath…
Joey closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of the bathwater on his skin.
“Young Master, I’ve come to bathe you…”
At that moment, a familiar, cold, alluring voice sounded from behind.
“Waaahhh!!!”
Joey instantly sank into the bath, staring at Aiki in front of him.
“Y-you-you!!! Why are you here!!! I told you! No one is allowed in while I’m bathing!!!”
Aiki’s perfect figure was tightly wrapped in a towel, her face slightly flushed as she looked at Joey seriously.
“Because…today is different…”
“I saw that you sweated a lot, Young Master…”
“As a Demon…”
“When a large amount of body fluid is lost, you must bathe with the opposite sex to replenish it…”