The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Isabelle hesitated for two seconds.

But soon, the fighting spirit reignited in her eyes.

As the ace reporter of the "Abyss Times," if she couldn't handle a mere human, then how could she call herself a reporter, or even an Enchanting Demon?

"Deal."

She curved her lips, lightly licked her fangs, and extended her hand for a shake with Lulu.

The slimy hand of the Slime met the delicate hand of the Enchanting Demon, thus establishing this dignity-staking bet.

Lulu lazily wobbled her transparent body and looked at Isabelle with schadenfreude: "I'm looking forward to seeing how you embarrass yourself. Perhaps you can write a feature for yourself."

Isabelle flicked her golden hair and made a funny face.

"Get my office ready. I want the one that's been newly renovated. Also, my assistant better be a handsome Vampire, or even a human, but don't assign me a not-quite-this-not-quite-that Slime... of course, no offense to you."

Lulu shrugged and added leisurely.

"No problem, your dream, your terms. But if I were you, I'd first go to the Alchemy Shop to reserve a magic broom, at least it can make your work a bit easier and save on cleaning."

If it truly becomes successful, a personal column in the "Abyss Times" would be feasible. As the Demon King of Thunder County, a rising political star in Demon City, his presence is certainly enough to launch the new column into fame.

If it fails, it's still not a loss; reducing the cleaning expenses of the office is also excellent, as a Slime's workspace is always hard to clean.

"..." Isabelle's cheek twitched slightly, but it was only for a moment.

Soon, she raised a confident smile, picked up her interview notebook, and twisted her body as she walked out of the office.

"Wish me luck, Lulu."

"Good luck to you, and by the way, you might consider my suggestion seriously, it's for your own good." The Slime editor calmly flipped through some documents, replying offhandedly, without a bit of belief that she could succeed.

After all, that was the Demon King of Thunder County.

According to unreliable rumors, even the lady of the Padric family, the most enchanting among Enchanting Demons, fell to his hands.

She had no doubt that this guy had no chance at all...

...

On the obsidian-paved street, the Purple Crystal Dome cast a gentle glow, with bustling crowds and an array of shops, the air filled with perfumes, baked sweets, and various magic power products.

This street was one of the most prosperous commercial districts in Demon City.

Luo Yan had been living in Demon City for some years, yet it was his first time here.

The reason, of course, was poverty.

Naturally, his material desires weren't very high, so he didn't see a problem with that.

In this technology-lacking world, luxury often needlessly complicated simple things, whereas personal desires could be endlessly entertained by the magical wonders. As the Demon King, dealing with the schemes of other demons and humans was far from boring.

As for why His Venerate Demon King was present on this street so contrary to his temperament at this moment...

One would have to ask the humming and skipping Miss Vivian nearby.

"So... Miss Vivian, where exactly are we heading now?"

Gazing at the lively streetscape, Luo Yan asked the young girl beside him rather helplessly.

Vivian was holding a cup of Hell's Sundae, meticulously licking the bright red strawberry jam, completely immersed in the vivid flavors, a picture of happiness.

"Of course, to meet Nanfu." She replied offhandedly, "Didn't I mention it? My brother said he really admires you and wants to meet you...you'll grant him this small wish, right?"

Luo Yan gave her a noncommittal glance.

"But we've been browsing the commercial street for an hour now."

"Uh-huh?" Vivian tilted her head in feigned confusion, a barely noticeable sly smile at the corners of her lips, "What's the conflict with meeting Nanfu?"

Luo Yan sighed.

"So are we meeting your brother, or do you just want someone to accompany you shopping?"

"Of course...to meet Nanfu." Vivian maintained an assertive expression, but her gaze avoided Luo Yan, darting to the shop windows along the street, "But, you know, since we're out already, we can't meet him empty-handed, right? Buying a gift...is also reasonable, isn't it?"

Quite reasonable indeed.

Luo Yan glanced at the dessert in her hand.

"...Alright then."

Let's just go with that.

Hearing that compromising tone, an involuntary smile of well-executed schemes appeared on Vivian's face, sparkling fangs gracing the corners of her mouth, like sweet revenge.

For not being invited to a certain fox spirit's birthday party, and being sneakily pulled into a dance with her brother, Vivian held a grudge and had now finally settled the score, with a little extra.

Dancing, so what?

No matter how close, it's only for a few minutes. In contrast, she could monopolize Luo Yan for an entire afternoon, by all accounts, she's the one who won!

With such thoughts, Vivian was in a fantastic mood, and her shopping desire soared.

She leisurely strolled through the street, nearly exploring all the famous clothing and accessory stores, without buying a single gift for Nanfu, but considerably embellishing herself.