Avira nearly fainted from anger… Was there really no normal person left in this world?
She couldn’t even manage herself, yet she wanted to help manage Avira’s child, and she had even rejected Avira’s invitation!
The “accompanying” her to have a child—did that mean playing weird games with her every night while she was pregnant?
Of course, for the demon race, that wasn’t a big deal, but was it really polite?
That said…
Avira still placed great importance on the Demon King’s future prospects. Over these past few days, she had gathered a lot of intelligence through Lace and Atia, but she was still just a lone girl fighting on her own.
Moreover,
Avira currently had no real accomplishments to her name. For the Demon King, who was famous for taking down Krenbel, partnering with an obscure fallen princess was simply too strange! Even if they had an agreement, Avira didn’t have enough leverage to cooperate with the Demon King.
At best, it would be throwing herself under her wing.
Avira rubbed her temples. Did that mean she really had to find a way to build her own sphere of influence now?
Avira could have done that originally. After all, Maryvian was someone she could use, and the Hero Squad could serve as puppets. But Avira had always believed that these weaklings—who watched their companions die in critical moments, then suddenly “exploded with power,” spouting justice to turn the tide—were no different from trash at their core.
So, she would have to use that method after all.
“Notify the Demon King in my name. Tell her I’m going to attack the resistance camp.”
“You… alone?” Atia was shocked. “I remember telling you that the resistance is now led by Cardinal Oleniya. Clashing with them head-on might not be a wise choice.”
“Mm, trust me.” Avira just smiled. She borrowed a nearby stone bench, took out the pen she carried with her, and wrote a reply.
Atia didn’t know how to stop Avira. Remembering that proxy of the Great Sage made her grit her teeth in anger. She even hoped that this princess Avira was a hidden powerhouse… but based on the current situation, Avira hadn’t awakened the Saintess’s bloodline.
Avira finished writing the letter.
“Hand this to the Demon King for me. Once I win, she should trust me. That way, we can lure the Great Sage to Tilves and wipe them out in one fell swoop.”
“Understood. So… is this a love letter?”
“No way! Oh, and don’t tell her it’s from… Vera. Say it’s from Avira.”
She had wanted to tease Atia a bit, but she suddenly stopped herself when something occurred to her.
She had indeed written a love letter to the Demon King before.
Back when she was dominated as a familiar, over time, Avira had developed some strange feelings toward the Demon King. She saw her as her master, the only one in the world she could rely on.
So, she had tried writing a letter to Ophitia expressing her feelings. After all, they had fought side by side for years back then, and Avira had always considered herself the Demon King’s most loyal soldier.
However,
The Demon King had tossed that letter into the fire and burned it. Avira hadn’t been punished at the time, but her mood had been low for a long time. If the Demon King hadn’t been worried that her sadness would affect her fighting and given her a Crystal Core full of power as a reward, Avira probably would have held onto that grudge forever.
But not anymore.
“Oh, right, Atia. I’ll find a way to make you a Moon Heaven King. I heard someone has been bullying you lately.” Avira suddenly pursed her lips in a smile.
Atia tensed up. “But aren’t there only three Moon Heaven King positions?”
“As long as I step down from my Moon Heaven King position, it’ll be fine~ Mm, that’s settled.”
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In the evening, Avira returned to the Royal Palace with a smile.
The plan was going smoothly.
According to Lace’s report, Atia had been bullied recently.
Simply put, although Atia wasn’t part of the demon race now, she led an army of evil demons… meaning her former subordinates who had turned into evil demons, along with Selin.
However, this had drawn Field’s dissatisfaction.
It was originally a small matter, but with Atia’s contact time with the Demon King increasing, Avira had to find a way to “buy her off”—not just for long-term interests, but also for the sake of her only “human teammate.”
And just earlier, she had come up with a reason to resign from Moon Heaven King and planned to temporarily push the position to Atia.
As for the identity issue, Atia could just disguise herself a little~
If the Demon King could accept a human like me, how could she refuse Atia?
Unfortunately, when Avira returned to the office in the Royal Palace, she ran straight into Atia reporting the matter.
She pushed open the door, and Ophitia immediately shifted her gaze to her, smiling faintly.
Avira closed the door and sat in a nearby chair. To cover her awkwardness, she elegantly crossed her legs with poise.
“Demon King, this is a reply from Miss Avira. Please take a look.”
Ophitia then shifted her gaze back to Atia.
She took the letter but asked before opening it, “Where did you meet?”
Avira’s delicate body trembled… This Ophitia was so naturally suspicious! She even had to ask that?
To prevent the Demon King from noticing anything off, she immediately picked up a teacup nearby and pretended to drink tea.
Fortunately, Atia had learned to adapt. She could have just told Ophitia the truth, but Avira herself was right there listening!
“We met at a bar in a back alley on the outskirts of the city—the one you mentioned to me before. We have eyes there too.”
“Mm, good~” Ophitia opened the envelope and casually asked, “How has her health been lately?”
Atia’s face paled. How would she know about Avira’s condition?
And weren’t you two in bed every day?! Why ask me about this?!
Atia held great respect for Avira and the Demon King. For her true superiors, she wanted to make a good showing. So, unlike how she acted with the Great Sage, she bowed her head slightly:
“Lady Avira looked a bit haggard, perhaps troubled by something. Maybe the Demon King should show some concern.”
Cough cough… Avira nearly spat out the tea she had just sipped!
Ophitia, however, was quite satisfied and let out a pleased hum with a beaming smile.
Avira’s whole body crawled with goosebumps.
But when Ophitia lowered her head to read the contents of the letter, her expression darkened.
The further she read, the more she trembled.
Half a minute later, she closed the envelope.
“Atia, well done. You may go.”
“Then I shall take my leave…”
Before she could even leave, Ophitia stood up and turned toward Avira, who sat nearby.
“Demon King, I have something to discuss with you…” Avira spoke first. She had no idea why the Demon King seemed so emotional, but she pressed on with business anyway!
But the Demon King seemed not to hear her at all.
Ophitia walked forward, her voice trembling slightly. “Vera, I want to sleep right now. I’ll go wash up first. Whatever it is, we can talk about it in bed.”
