Fengxiang Town.
Nyx Avenue No. 66.
A tightly sealed iron-grilled gate, the ground paved with white cobblestones, and a sleek, glossy Black Cat stood motionless there like a statue—if not for the little beggar-like Little Demon King trailing behind her.
The Black Cat changed her mind on a whim; given the current situation, this place was still relatively safe.
Why not rest here for a few days? If Vyea came back during that time, she could simply push the Little Demon King in front of her and see how she would react.
The Black Cat had once served as Maid to that Great Demon King for a time, so she understood the Great Demon King’s abilities to some extent.
Time—a thing untouchable for most, as unreachable as air—was, to Flavail, like golden thread woven in her hand: tangible, moldable, and usable.
With the title of King of Ten Thousand Times, Flavail might not be able to steer the world’s fate, but tampering and interfering was well within her grasp.
Just now, based on the Cat Hair signal from Antler City, she was certain there must be countless intricate ties between Vyea and the Great Demon King.
If Vyea was truly a remnant of time intentionally preserved by the former Great Demon King…
Then, the very first glance Vyea cast upon the Little Demon King—whether she recognized her or not—would succeed in establishing their connection.
By then, her Nanny days would finally be over, and she could regain her precious freedom.
Thinking of this, Herkate Red suddenly found her task much less troublesome, and even the light in her Golden Cat Pupils grew brighter.
To run away with a job half-done—that’s not her style, nya~
Well then, let’s see this through to the end.
“Nya~ Your Majesty, Little Demon King! Nya!”
“What is it? Did something happen? Is there anything I can do? As long as it’s within my ability…” The Little Demon King suddenly stood up straight.
“Don’t be so tense.”
That little knight’s suggestion about the monastery was out of the question; she brought the Little Demon King here to find her mother, not to send her off to some orphanage.
There was trouble brewing over in Antler City as well; even the Cat Hair Herkate Red left there was being interfered with.
Now, the wisest, most thoroughly considered choice was—occupy Vyea’s warm little nest and wait for the owner to come back and claim her child.
She wondered what Vyea would feel, coming home to suddenly discover she’d become a mother by surprise—but the Black Cat felt sure it would be amusing.
Nya nya nya~
Absolutely delightful.
Not hurrying the Little Demon King to cross the river toward Antler City, Herkate Red slipped inside with practiced ease and fetched the mansion’s key in her mouth.
“Here, this key opens the lock. It’s specially prepared for you. Don’t bother being so moved, just come take it already… my mouth’s getting sore, nya~”
“Ah! Cat Sis, you’re stealing again! Hurry up and put it back! If the owner comes back and finds something missing, they’ll feel awful!” The shadowy figure frantically waved her hands in refusal.
A-again stealing?!
The Black Cat’s eyes widened.
Back in her ignorant and naïve days, when she roamed human cities with nothing to eat, she did like to swipe some food when hungry.
But she never took anything valuable—no, not steal, just… target those cheap leftover meals.
No, that’s not right either!
Why would a demon beast need to follow human morals?!
“What do you mean, stealing again! I’m just taking, all right… You ungrateful little half-breed dummy, slandering a cat like that, no wonder you ended up picking through trash! Nya!”
Herkate Red seemed deeply insulted, angrily dropped the key before the Little Demon King, and then stalked back to the gate to squat down, chin held high.
Clearly a Hellcat renowned among the Great Demon, and now she looked just like a fierce black dog guarding the gate as she squatted before the iron-grilled entrance.
“Cat Sis…”
The Little Demon King felt a bit lost. After hesitating, she slowly crouched down, picked up the key, wiped it clean, and tucked it into her pocket, then went to the other side of the iron-grilled gate to squat down as well.
She knew half-demon, half-human beings were never accepted by either side, but she was a Demon King—her Power of Authority, like her body, might be incomplete…
But she was still a Demon King.
A Demon King should carry herself as one!
One on the left, one on the right—just like two Gate Guardians.
Anyway, it’s not raining anymore. If you want to squat, squat.
The Black Cat glanced at the Little Demon King, then lifted her gaze to the sky already showing signs of dawn.
Who knows what Vyea went out to do? Make friends? Make enemies?
Sigh, whatever.
Demon Kings always acted all mysterious and unpredictable—even if you saw it happen, you couldn’t figure it out.
Her Cat Hair Clone left in Antler City had already picked up a familiar yet strange Rights Pulse.
Probably just another Power of Authority used by Vyea… So what exactly was she to the former Demon King?
Remnant? Clone?
The Black Cat stared blankly at the sky, slowly curling up her front paws and sprawling out on the cobblestones, posture lazy.
“Nya… Might as well think about what to eat for breakfast tomorrow.”
Antler City.
The heavy smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Anna’s wild smile froze—there was no one in the smoke!
The ancient flagstone ground had been blasted beyond recognition, showing not a trace of its previous smoothness.
The Night Watchmen, as if receiving some order, had scattered without a trace.
“Where, where, where?”
Anna gripped her Staff, her blue eyes darting around. She was confident in her own control—there was no way she could have just obliterated her opponent so easily.
A true hero recognized by the gods and endowed with Power of Authority could never be below third rank.
A three-jin stone could crush someone hiding under an umbrella, but it couldn’t kill a blue whale in the ocean.
“Come out! I see you!”
Suddenly.
Anna’s eyes narrowed; she whirled around and swung her Staff, firing off eight Fireball Techniques in a fan-shaped burst!
All the Fireballs missed!
“Blessing of Earth!” At the same time, Anna immediately cast a defensive spell on herself. “Night Veil!”
A shallow, earth-yellow energy covered Anna’s beautiful figure, with an extra layer of Night Veil for danger sense and automatic evasion.
However.
Anna never realized that Vyea was standing right in front of her, head raised to gaze at her, less than two meters away.