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The rest of the demons were witnesses, participating in the rare lively scene. At most, they could only get a glimpse of the princess's current appearance.
"really……"
Lysandra thought for a moment and could only nod.
If McCarthy is really a lustful person who covets the beauty of the princess, it will disillusion all the demons who are curious about him.
After ten minutes of standing and communicating on the second floor of the restaurant, the first dinner was almost over.
Of course there is a second show after midnight.
Tia invited Lissandra to go to the dining table in the open-air garden on the second floor. The same tablemates were the same young demons.
The moon climbed higher, and a row of silver sand hung in the endless night sky over the bay. The sound of the harp tinkled sweetly, as if it could let the midsummer breeze flow with it.
It's more spacious here, and you can clearly see how big McCarthy's manor is. The sofas on both sides of the dining table are more comfortable to sit on. The smell of wine is not as strong as indoors, making Lisandra feel like she can breathe easier. .
Even outside, you can hear the sound of musical opera being performed in the restaurant like a show. The champagne is foaming in the slender glass, and is delivered by the waiter and handed to each guest, making a crisp clinking sound.
The next table was not so lively. There was only a demon with pure white horns and stripes.
Further away, there was also laughter.
"Tomorrow happens to be the day when the royal family meets with Count Sergio, the special envoy of the Blood Tribe. Don't miss it by sleeping too late today."
The sound of conversation echoed in the wide open square on the second floor.
The demons who can come to this restaurant basically know what the guests at the distant tables are discussing.
The vampire envoy who arrived in the Demon Realm early seemed to be because a Vampire Earl had disappeared near the Demon Realm a few days ago.
The vampires highly suspected that demons violated the North-South Agreement and attacked the count.
Almost all the demons who have the strength to subdue the vampire count are now gathered in the demon city of Naikalis.
Now the vampire investigation leader Count Sergio is going to use magic in the royal capital of Nekalis to thoroughly investigate the clues about the murderer.
No matter where the missing count is hidden and how many layers of sealing he has, as long as he is a demon who has been stained with the blood of the vampires recently, he will be sensed by the vampire detective Count Sergio.
"Assuming that the person who harmed the Blood Count is a powerful demon, once he is accused, it may cause a serious diplomatic crisis."
The demon at Lysandra's table sighed.
When she heard this, she nodded silently like a little transparent person.
For matters of this level, Count Sergio, the special envoy of the Blood Tribe, was visiting the king of the demon world, that is, the princess. As a minister, Lord Fallen was only protecting the safety of the princess.
Qing Luo also cleverly pushed this trouble onto the princess, who acted as a shield.
Because if it is handled by the real person in charge, Qing Luo, the problem will become more troublesome.
The nobles at the same table maintained a relatively dignified posture, eagerly discussing major events in the demon world, consciously representing the family, and being quite friendly to Lisandra who was also able to come here.
At this time, Lissandra also began to feel elated.
She had drank two large glasses of wine, and the scene in front of her gradually became hazy.
But she was also worried that if she overslept tomorrow, it would be bad to be late.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this kind of event tonight that the restaurant would close late that McCarthy, as a neighbor, invited her over as compensation.
"If the vampire princess can handle it well tomorrow, her prestige may become quite powerful, but if she cannot handle it well, she will successfully prove that she is a useless vase."
The blond noble lady Tia mentioned the princess again,
"In fact, those who understand will understand. Most of the demons have no expectations of her tomorrow. If she deserves this position, Lord Zhuiluo would not have pushed her to the front to block the vampire envoy like a duck on a shelf."
Other demons also agreed.
Lysandra tightened her grip on the half-full glass of wine.
This is already the third time.
Although it is true.
But Lysandra always felt that Miss Tia was very hostile to the princess.
If we really talk about noble bloodline, Tia can't compare to the princess.
"I think the princess is an excellent demon."
Lysandra drooped her head and muttered word by word,
"Your cousin Lei Mingqing has to be chosen by the princess before he can win. Although you say she is not worthy, she can indeed choose. Princess, she is qualified to choose, but you are not qualified to choose. Your cousin."
Perhaps she was getting drunk and just told the truth. This time she didn't want to echo Tia's smile.
The atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.
The sofa next to the table fell silent for a moment.
They all stared at Lysandra and Tia in surprise.
But Miss Tia didn’t say much.
She tried hard to maintain the dignity and calmness that belonged to the nobility.
But with the subtle effect of alcohol, the emotions that were buried deep in her heart seemed to be difficult to conceal, and her eyes began to become misty.
She gradually grabbed the hem of her skirt with one hand and shed tears.
Lisandra was stunned by this reaction.
The other demons around know it.
Because Tia just wants Lei Mingqing to lose and doesn't want her cousin to be taken away by a woman she has never met.
And Lisandra's words were too offensive for Tia.
"what can I do."
Drop after drop of Tia's tears gently slid down her perfect face. Her hands trembled slightly, and the wine in the glass shook slightly.
Although she was still beautiful at this moment, her fragility and grievance seemed extremely fragile in this silent night.
She knew that their family needed a princess, and she also knew that she really didn't want her cousin to win, but she couldn't tell her cousin, otherwise it would only appear that she was ignorant and drag down their family and her cousin.
"I, I, I didn't mean that. I don't know that you actually..."
Lysandra was at a loss for a moment.
She hadn't seen her old classmate Tia for many years, but she didn't know that Tia was actually jealous of the princess because she liked her cousin Lei Mingqing.
She knew how to deal with demons like the princess, who were weak on the outside but strong on the inside, but when she suddenly faced a woman like Tia, who was tough on the outside but fragile on the inside, she felt like nothing she said was appropriate.
Just when Lysandra panicked.
"Miss, do you need help?"
A calm and gentle voice sounded behind them.
There was still the same male devil at the table next to them. His horns seemed to be white jade-like exoskeletons, glowing faintly.
In the demon world, there are very few demons with light attributes, or demons as beautiful as him, especially with his emerald green eyes.
After looking carefully, I discovered that there was a short girl sitting next to him, sleeping on his arm.
So he remained motionless.
Now that the little girl was asleep, he finally gently placed her on the sofa and let her lie down on the sofa to sleep peacefully.
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The demon at the next table quickly caught their attention. Except for Miss Tia, who was still bowing her head and crying, the other demons looked at this gentle-looking white demon.
His movements were slow and unhurried, and he stood calmly on the wooden-floored terrace.
"It's good to love your significant other as much as you love yourself..."
He walked over, his voice softened, still as relaxed, holding a glass of fresh grape juice in his hand,
“But when you’re ready to sacrifice yourself, you’re also unknowingly more likely to sacrifice the other person.”
The white devil held up the wine glass as if to pay tribute to them.
"So what do I do?"
Miss Tia didn't know why, but she subconsciously accepted the words of the strange demon gentleman at the next table.
Maybe it's because you met the other person's gaze just now and found that the understanding and tolerant smile looked very sincere - this kind of smile is rare, as if you are the only one among all living beings who makes him feel special respect.
This attitude shows that he fully understands you and is convinced that his opinion of you is exactly the impression you want to leave on the other person.
He stood quietly, his eyes reflecting the silver starlight in the sky.
It wasn't until this moment that they realized that what he was holding seemed to be not wine but bright red juice. After the ice cubes stirred up the goblet, a bit of cold air came out, and droplets of water came out one by one on the glass. Compared to them who had had a few drinks, he looked as if he was always awake.
"Sometimes why don't we consider being a little selfish, maybe it's a better choice for each other?"
When he approached, he naturally sat on the sofa at their table. There was only a polite man in front of him. He spoke politely and acted like a teacher who specializes in teaching aristocratic etiquette.
"..."
Miss Tia was silent for a moment.
"I can not……"
Her voice became weaker and weaker, and she clenched her hands.
"There are too many lonely creatures in the world who are afraid to take the first step. Maybe your cousin Lei Mingqing has been waiting for you. He is also confused and all he needs is your words to tighten his heart."
The white devil persuaded.
Although he looks very young, his choice of words is obviously that of an older demon wise man, as if he has read countless demon stories.
The faint aroma and soft lighting of the outdoor dining table gradually made the tearful Tia feel at ease.
The white demon smiled slightly, his eyes full of welcome and understanding. He sat upright but leaned forward slightly, indicating that he was listening wholeheartedly to what the other demons had to say.
When he spoke, he spoke slowly and very clearly. Every word seemed to have been carefully thought out, and his voice was soft and magnetic. When explaining complex concepts, he would use simple and specific metaphors to help them understand better.
In addition to Tia, other young demons at the same table also began to ask him questions like students, ranging from the worries they faced to the plight of their own family or the country today, expecting him to answer their questions.
The white devil's eyes were always focused, and he often nodded to express understanding.