Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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After finishing their meal— Luo Mi realized that even beings of Anos’s caliber needed to replenish their nutrition, though not too frequently— they then began to determine their location and the distance to their target.
“This area is the territory of the Rose Lord. The five lords have divided up the Demon Realm, and in clockwise order, they are Rose, Red Horn, me, Zixiang, and Lone Shadow. The place we are going to is in my territory.”
The demon Anos tapped his finger, and magic coalesced into the shape of a map, drawing two paths. “We can take the ‘Rose – Red Horn’ route, or we can take the ‘Rose – Lone Shadow – Zixiang’ route. Zixiang and Lone Shadow’s territories are both small, so the distance is only slightly longer than the first route.”
Luo Mi stroked his chin: “Has Lord Lone Shadow disappeared again?”
The demon Anos nodded: “He has been missing for almost ten years. His territory has become a wasteland. The great demons who were attached to him have all switched to Zixiang and Rose. It’s just that Lone Shadow has not yet been definitively killed, so no one has invaded his territory yet.”
“So, going through Lord Lone Shadow’s territory would be safer?” Luo Mi looked at the Holy Son Anos. “Even if Lord Zixiang isn’t dead, she’s been severely injured. It might be better for us to go that way.”
Saint Anos, recalling the divine punishment that had followed Saint Gregory III, nodded in agreement.
The demon Anos frowned slightly: “Zixiang is seriously injured? What happened?”
Luo Mi recounted the general course of events, and the Demon Lord’s brows finally relaxed. “No wonder. Zixiang is petty, but equally timid. Even if she survives, she’ll wait until she’s fully recovered before coming to cause us trouble.”
Luo Mi said confidently, “We have three… uh, one plus two half-angel-level combatants here, so we’re not afraid of them.”
Saint Son Anos smiled and reminded him, “It’s hard to say about other things, but the Red Horn Lord is the last pure-blooded dragon in this world. He has a racial advantage and is not easy to deal with. Other demon lords can stand on equal footing, so they should not be underestimated either.”
Luo Mi scratched his head: “I was just kidding.”
The demon Anos, however, supported him, saying, “Don’t joke around. They are indeed very weak. I just didn’t have the time to deal with them in the past. Otherwise, I could have killed them one by one.”
Saint Anos frowned: “Arrogant.”
The demon Anos scoffed, “Coward.”
Seeing that they were about to start arguing again, Luo Mi quickly changed the subject: “As long as we decide on the route, that’s fine. Although it will take a long time, I have a lot of things I want to discuss with you.”
He recounted to the two Anos the records he had seen at the Papacy concerning the two angels, God’s Wisdom and God’s Heart, hoping for some feedback from them.
The Holy Son pondered for a long time, then shook his head: “Your Majesty, Saint Gregory III never showed me any similar documents. My knowledge of the existence of these two angels has always been based on legends of unknown truth or falsehood.”
Luo Mi pressed further: “Don’t you feel any sense of déjà vu or empathy regarding the description of the God’s Heart?”
“No.” Saint Anos shook his head, keenly understanding the meaning behind Luo Mi’s words. “The God’s Heart has nothing to do with me?”
He quickly realized, “You think that the existence that borrows my body is the God’s Heart?”
Luo Mi nodded.
The demon Anos let out a vague “heh”.
Luo Mi looked over: “My lord, do you know anything?”
“Of course I know,” the demon Anos casually crossed his left leg over his right. “But I can’t tell you now.”
Luo Mi asked in surprise, “Why?”
The demon Anos glanced deliberately at the holy son Anos: “There are people here who don’t want to hear this.”
Saint Anos calmly met his gaze and kindly suggested, “The Holy See has a whole set of methods for dealing with stubborn devils, Lian, would you like to give it a try?”
“… No, wait.” Luo Mi helplessly pressed his hands down, trying to avert the impending war, and asked to confirm, “Is it that we can’t tell us, or that we can’t tell us here?”
The demon Anos clicked his tongue: “Not here.”
Saint Son Anos frowned slightly, his light golden eyebrows furrowing: “This isn’t the Demon Realm?”
The demon Anos replied irrelevantly, “The nights in the Demon Realm are rather peculiar. I suggest we take precautions and sleep, then travel during the day.”
Luo Mi seemed to be deep in thought, he then exchanged a glance with the Holy Son, and did not raise any objections.
….
The blood-red sky gradually darkened, and a crescent moon quietly climbed up from the horizon.
The demon Anos, who had mastered many complex spells, conjured up a large tent. Inside, one could see very soft carpets, a magical fireplace, and thick blankets; it looked just big enough for two people.
The only problem was that there was only one such tent.
The demon Anos rubbed his shoulders and yawned: “I used up too much magic today, so I could only conjure up one tent. Those of us with better physical condition will have to sleep outside.”
Saint Anos slowly narrowed his eyes.
Luo Mi quickly said, “Teach me, I’ll transform one.”
“You can only use divine magic, and things created by divine magic won’t last long in the Demon Realm.” The demon Anos had already walked into the tent entrance quite naturally, beckoning to Luo Mi, “Come on, Lian, let’s go to sleep.”
Luo Mi saw through his deliberate act at a glance and sighed, “Alright, I won’t sleep. I’ll keep watch for you guys.”
Saint Anos’s expression visibly brightened, and he gave the demon Anos a clear look before saying, “I’ll go with you.”
The demon Anos smirked: “Lian, do you know why the Holy See’s legions, despite being far stronger than the rabble of demons in the Demon Realm, are conquering the Demon Realm so slowly? For those who possess the power of Holy Light, the Demon Realm itself is the greatest enemy. If you stay in the Demon Realm like this for one night, I can come and collect your corpse tomorrow.”
Is the Demon Realm that dangerous? Luo Mi was somewhat surprised but quickly seized the opportunity: “Then Your Highness is in danger as well— Lord, please squeeze in or conjure another tent.”
The demon Anos stared intently at Luo Mi for a moment with a gloomy face, a hint of grievance showing on his face. Then he sighed, waved his finger, and another identical tent appeared in front of them.
He then coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Luo Mi was startled: “Are you alright?”
—Is the demon Anos really that badly weakened? Or is he just angry with the Holy Son?
The demon Anos casually wiped away the blood, waved his hand dismissively, and said irritably, “Can’t you go to sleep now?”
After saying that, he pulled Luo Mi and walked towards one of the tents.
Luo Mi supported him, his heart filled with worry, unaware of the devil’s slightly upturned lips.
But the Holy Son Anos took in the whole “performance,” squinted, and stood in front of them, saying, “Lian, he needs to be treated and rest alone. You’ll disturb him if you’re next to him. Come and sleep with me.”
Luo Mi scratched his head: “That’s right, then I…”
The demon Anos gripped his arm tightly, his blood-red eyes narrowing as he stared at the Holy Son and said, “With Lian by my side, we can do things that are beneficial to both of us, and it has nothing to do with you.”
The two stared at each other for a moment without backing down, then looked at Luo Mi together and asked in unison, “Lian, who do you sleep with?”
Luo Mi: “…”
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