The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Demon City, Abyss Times editorial office.

When Isabelle pushed open the door, the entire editorial office was still shrouded in the atmosphere of late-night work. Except for a few editors who were revising drafts all night, everyone else was in a half-awake state, with only the floating Demon Crystal Lamps flickering a dim glow, illuminating their interview manuscripts, which brightened and dimmed intermittently.

Not surprisingly, Lulu was also here.

The round-bodied Slime lady was slowly looking through the documents while wobbling her transparent body. She was bubbling and constantly mumbling to herself.

"That Isabelle, she's probably lost miserably this time, hehe… how should I make her yield tomorrow…"

Just as Lulu was happily pondering how to make Isabelle admit defeat in front of the whole newspaper office, a series of crisp high-heeled footsteps approached from afar.

Accompanied by a faint rose fragrance, a familiar figure strode into the office, and appeared before her eyes.

Lulu widened her eyes, dumbfounded as she looked at Isabelle in front of her.

Isabelle's steps were light, with a slightly smug smile at the corner of her mouth, holding an interview notebook in her hand.

Beyond a doubt—

It was the smile of a victor!

In an instant, the entire editorial office went as silent as death.

Gurgle.

Lulu's Slime body trembled suddenly, and the document in her hand fell onto the table with a "snap."

She widened her half-transparent Slime eyes, her mouth opening and closing as if she suddenly lost the ability to speak.

"You, you, you… succeeded?! How is this possible!!"

Isabelle elegantly raised her eyebrows, smiled slightly, and with a casual air said, "There's nothing impossible in this world, Ms. Lulu, it seems I've won this bet."

Lulu's expression was first astonishment, and then, at a speed that left people speechless, instantly switched to a flattering smile.

"Oh my, oh my! Lady Isabelle! My dear sister! You truly are the lucky star of our newspaper office!"

Lulu slid swiftly in front of Isabelle, her slippery hands deftly patting her shoulder, continuing her flattery.

"You really interviewed the Lord Demon King?! By the Demon God above, I knew you weren't an ordinary demon, I was right to trust my instincts!"

She didn't doubt Isabelle might be lying, after all, the consequences of doing so would be far worse than cleaning the toilets.

Isabelle slightly raised her chin, looked down at the sycophantic Lulu, her mouth slightly curled, teasing.

"Oh? So cleaning the office was to test me?"

Lulu's expression turned awkward in an instant, coughing as she said.

"Well, um… that was just a joke, not to mention that such a trivial thing would be easy for you, even if you didn't fulfill the bet, I couldn't possibly bear to see my dear Miss Isabelle's delicate hands—"

"Enough!" Seeing the slimy tentacle that crawled from her arm to her hand, Isabelle shivered with disdain, retracting her hand as if shocked, and glared with beautiful eyes, "I won't take it as a joke, the office, the column! And the assistant! None of them can be missed!"

"Yes, yes, of course! They're all yours! Those things were yours from the start!"

Not daring to utter a dissenting word, Lulu extended her right hand and quickly pulled back her chair.

"Your Majesty the Queen, now this chair is yours! Please rest a moment, I shall now clear out my—cough, your office! Vicki! Go clear out the newly renovated office!"

"Yes, yes!" A furry demon exclaimed, rushing into the office in a flurry, and soon a series of clattering noises emerged.

Isabelle's mouth curled up as she elegantly seated herself on the chair that Lulu vacated.

With a sycophantic chuckle, Lulu rubbed her hands and approached behind her, playfully wiggling her fingers like playing the piano before gently placing them on her shoulders, enthusiastically massaging.

"The matter of the column and assistant can be easily arranged… what I mean is, tomorrow we will recruit a new assistant, as agreed, you'll choose personally! Additionally, for that new column, let's use your interview notes for the first issue content! The up-and-coming political star of Demon City, the new ally of the Padric Family, the most powerful young man in the entire Demon City, hehe… we'll leave the Magic City Daily far behind!"

"Naturally." Isabelle lightly flicked her golden hair, her red lips slightly parted, "His 'charisma' doesn't lie in his power, but also in his concern for the long-overlooked groups. Trust me, not only will the citizens of Demon City adore him, even those previously unwilling to spend money on newspapers will open their wallets. I've already decided, position a striking headline for my column on the front page, then place the content on page 3… what do you think?"

"I think you're simply a genius! Hehe… how didn't I see it before, my treasure."

With a doting tone like treating her own daughter, Lulu continued with a flattering smile.

"Speaking of which, Lady Isabelle, how exactly… uh, how did you get the Lord Demon King to notice you? No offense, I'm just curious."

Not only was Lulu curious about this matter, but everyone in the editorial office also cast gossiping glances in their direction.

Although the Abyss Times wasn't a newspaper that wrote tabloid news, being in this niche media circle, they had more or less heard some high society news, it's just not suitable for print in the newspaper.