Human joys and sorrows are not interconnected, let alone those between humans and magical beasts.

Just as Felyn and Daiyi were enjoying their desserts, Eitani was lying in bed, tasting the flavor of deceit.

Dungeon, 99th floor, Eitani's home.

This was a small house she had built, modeled after a human bedroom.

Pink bedsheets, human dolls, and all sorts of cute clothes, as well as underwear.

It was completely a young girl's room.

Transmitting the illusion was already a considerable burden for Eitani, not to mention transmitting seven copies at once.

Resting in bed, Eitani gripped the bedsheets tightly, her face looking terrible.

That man... that liar... he made me so miserable, I will absolutely not let him off!

And he pretended to be an innocent young man, treating me like a fool to be deceived?!

From her birth until now, Eitani had never experienced such pain and embarrassment.

She had kindly helped that man, trying to improve the relationship between him and his terminally ill girlfriend, only to find out that the man was also entangled with several other girls at the same time. This point alone was enough to make Eitani furious.

But what made her even angrier was that the illusion might have even helped that man gain the affection of other girls.

Her magic power was drained, and the result was that the man who deceived her profited.

"No, I'm going to find him right now!"

Eitani couldn't bear it anymore. She jumped up from the bed, threw on a coat, and prepared to head towards the 100th floor.

That was the territory of the Demon King Sivishus.

The Demon King spent most of its time in slumber, hardly caring about anything.

Magical beasts, the Sivishus Empire, none of it concerned it.

Of course, that also seemed to include Eitani.

Since Eitani was born into this world, she had never seen her father awake.

The slumbering Demon King still had a wisp of consciousness that existed independently of it, and Eitani had at most communicated with that independent wisp of her father's consciousness.

Most of the time, Eitani was alone.

Her loneliness was more severe than Felyn's and the other young ladies'.

Because her location was the dungeon, there were almost no creatures that could speak.

And the high-level magical beasts that could speak were mostly afraid of her and would hide from her.

She could only stay in that small bedroom day after day, endlessly flipping through "The Great Adventure of the Princess and the Hero."

She had picked up this book in the dungeon.

Because of the Demon King's command, Eitani had obediently not left the dungeon most of the time.

She had only gone out once recently, to find Felyn for underwear, something she had been collecting for a long time. She had entrusted the imperial princess Dorothy to have people deliver it to the dungeon.

Now she was going out again. She could not tolerate being deceived by Felyn.

But at this moment, her magic power had been drained from transmitting the illusion.

So she needed to go to the Demon King to replenish her magic. The way demons replenished magic was different from humans; they only needed to stay in a place with abundant magic power for a while.

Dungeon, 100th floor.

The 100th floor was not large, just a vast lawn and a lake in the center that glowed with purple magic power.

And the Demon King Sivishus slumbered on the lawn near the lake.

"What is it?"

Sivishus's independent wisp of consciousness swept over Eitani, who was approaching stealthily.

Strictly speaking, this consciousness was not Sivishus's consciousness. Eitani also knew that the one she was talking to was not her father.

"I-I just haven't seen Father in a long time, I just wanted to see him."

"You've seen him now."

The implication was that she could leave.

Eitani naturally understood the subtext, but she couldn't leave just yet.

Her magic replenishment wasn't finished.

"I want to stay a little longer," she said, kneeling on the lawn, using her skirt to cover her fair thighs.

"You haven't been to the human world recently, have you?"

"N-No." Eitani gently turned her face away. Although Sivishus couldn't see the outside world at all, she was still afraid her father would see through her lie.

"That's good. Don't wander around, or you will be punished."

Eitani bit her lower lip, her hand gripping her skirt also beginning to tighten.

"I know."

Ever since she could remember, Eitani had always conversed with her father like this. No warmth, only rules.

Holmhot, Karin's Witch.

The limited-edition dessert was quickly brought over by Mirian. In front of Daiyi was an amber-colored pudding, while Felyn's was an extra-large sundae.

"Mmm! This ice cream is so delicious."

Felyn let out a light exclamation, his previous worries melted away by the dessert.

"You'll definitely like it. Have a taste."

Felyn very naturally used the spoon he had just eaten from, scooped up a small spoonful of ice cream, and brought it to Daiyi's lips.

Daiyi tucked a falling strand of hair behind her ear with her hand, revealing her perfect face. She leaned forward slightly and subconsciously ate the ice cream brought to her mouth.

"Mmm..."

The moment the cold cream melted on her tongue, Daiyi unconsciously squinted her eyes.

At that moment, the two of them were feeding each other like a real couple.

Most importantly, Daiyi didn't realize there was anything wrong with it.

It wasn't until the wind chime at the door rang at just the right moment that the crisp sound made Daiyi realize what she had just done.

It seems I've really gotten used to pretending to be a couple with Felyn.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Daiyi couldn't figure it out at the moment.

But she knew that her days by Felyn's side had, more or less, changed her a lot.

Whether it was meeting many interesting girls after meeting Felyn, or being able to watch him handle interesting matters while by his side.

Her life had become interesting, no longer just research, research, and more research.

"Daiyi, what does your father do?"

Felyn thought it over and over and felt that he definitely wouldn't find anything by digging for information himself.

It was better to just ask her directly; there was nothing to be coy about.

"My father? Are you thinking of meeting the parents already?" Daiyi gently wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.

"Yes, aren't we about to get married? If I still don't know your family situation, wouldn't that be a bit unreasonable?"

Daiyi nodded, scooping up a spoonful of pudding with her spoon. "Then what do you hope my father does? Do you hope he's a prominent figure in the world, making it convenient for you to marry into the family; or do you hope he's just an ordinary rich man, so the pressure on you won't be too great?"

In terms of status difference, the gap between Daiyi and Felyn was the largest.

Love could be mindless, but marriage could not.

The gap between Daiyi and Felyn was not something Felyn could solve simply by learning divine arts and becoming a noble.

However, this problem was now almost non-existent.

Because Daiyi was abandoned by her family. Apart from a large sum of living expenses being transferred to her every month, no one would interfere with her.

Of course, that was on the premise that Daiyi would not return to the Church of Truth to become the Divine Child.

"As long as it's Miss Daiyi, it doesn't matter even if the other party is the Demon King."

Felyn reached out and held Daiyi's hand.

The pad of his finger gently rubbed her slender, smooth fingers. This was Felyn's occupational habit.

Adding a more intimate friction to a handshake could better express his inner affection for the client.

Small details were a big plus, whether with the other young ladies or with Daiyi.

Daiyi's lowered eyes looked at Felyn's hand, her mind constantly replaying the words he had just said.

The Demon King, huh...

In a sense, she really could be considered a demon, or even something more detestable than a demon.

In that case, would you still be willing to be with me?

Miss Mirian at the front counter was wiping the table vigorously, constantly stealing glances at the two whose hands were already clasped together.

A spatial rift glowing with white light appeared in front of her without any warning, waking her from the sour stench of love.

"Is this... a divine art?"

The rag in her hand fell to the floor, and she took two steps back.

The use of divine arts was strictly forbidden in the urban area of Seiwa. Once used, the person would be wanted throughout the city.

But what Mirian didn't know was that the nearby surveillance sigils had not sounded an alarm.

The sigils were all produced by the Church of Truth; how could their own people arrest their own?

"Evacuate the crowd."

An emotionless voice came from the rift.

Mirian even doubted whether the being in front of her was human.

Then, white light armor stepped out of the spatial rift first, followed by a masked, short, black-and-red-haired girl.

"Now, evacuate."

(End of Chapter)