The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable! Chapter 261 - 113: The Never-Ending Banquet2

Looking at the empty makeshift platform, Shadiao East and West said excitedly.

"Brother Jingluo! Let's give it a try too!"

She might not be able to win at other things, but she would never lose when it ca to eating!

Jingluo Nanbei rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Try what, my head! I don't want to be looking for toilets all over the place... and there's no point in winning."

"No point?" Shadiao East and West asked in surprise, "I thought this was so kind of hidden competition... don't they usually have it? Little gas at festivals where you can score points to exchange for mysterious prizes from Lord Demon King!"

"Maybe our Demon King is just stingy... I also wonder, is this event just for eating, or is there more players have to explore on their own."

Jingluo Nanbei stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

Little Wan, floating nearby, looked up at the Little Demons in the sky with a troubled expression.

"How are these creatures dealt with?"

"Dealt with?" Shadiao looked towards Little Wan, tilting her head in confusion.

While the three were conversing, an adventurer at a nearby long table wiped his shining forehead and muttered while looking at the foggy sky.

"Is it raining?"

A nearby drunk rcenary slung his arm around the adventurer's shoulder, grinning cheekily.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is the labyrinth, where does the rain co from!"

With that, he raised his cup in his hand and began to shout loudly at the busy waitstaff.

"Wine! Boss! We're out of wine—huh? When did it get refilled?"

Looking at the soaked rcenary and the boisterous banquet scene, Jingluo and Shadiao exchanged a glance with subtle expressions.

"Damn... as a Little Demon, why do I feel like I've lost sohow."

"Yeah, you've lost."

Little Wan: "…?"

Watching the Little Demons, who invariably turned the banquet into a ss, Alakdo rcilessly mocked them as he focused on his al.

"Hahaha! How embarrassing!"

Without that phrase, he felt like sothing was missing.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he felt like the bread and roasted at in his bowl tasted even better.

Where there was soone enjoying the spectacle, naturally, others felt embarrassed.

And as the overlord of the Little Demons, Qianqian was inevitably burdened with it all.

Sitting on an elevated chair, her expression was one of sheer discomfort as she shifted her position constantly, unable to find a spot that didn't irritate her.

The frequent disapproving looks from her Dark Night Elf colleagues made it even more humiliating for her to maintain her dignified deanor in front of Lord Demon King.

Are these pointy ears looking for a fight?!

She clenched her tiny fists in anger but eventually let go, looking dejectedly at the Demon King beside her.

"I'm terribly sorry, Lord Demon King, my subordinates got a bit too carried away…"

Luo Yan said with a smile.

"No problem, it's a rare day of celebration; just a bit of mischief, no harm done. As long as it's not too excessive, let them be!"

After all, the Little Demons were heroes, weren't they?

Let those who had been pranked take it on the chin.

After all, no Little Demon would dare to play pranks on him. On the contrary, he gained quite a lot of faith thanks to the unreleased anger of the guests.

Speaking of which, reminiscing as the "bombers" flitted chaotically in the sky, Luo Yan couldn't help but recall his days at the Demon King Academy.

Back then, he couldn't wait to leave, but once he went sowhere out of the emperor's reach, he began to miss the life there.

He wondered how Priest Geoffrey was doing lately.

He should go back for a visit soti.

Seeing Luo Yan's enigmatic smile, Qianqian misunderstood and thought that the Demon King really did care but didn't say anything out of consideration for her, and her dejected expression beca even more ashad.

"Thank you for your generous understanding; I will definitely discipline my subordinates more strictly when I get back…"

She emphasized "more strictly" so strongly that there seed to be an irresistible magical power within her words.

Feeling that overwhelming rage, Yousi and Mi Xi, who were fooling around not far away, suddenly shivered and quickly shrank their necks, reining in their wildness.

"Mi Xi! I have a bad feeling!"

"Let's, let's fly away a bit further!"

"I agree!"

Feeling the queen's fury through the resonance of the magic network, the Little Demons scattered in all directions above the banquet.

Watching the Little Demons fly away from the banquet in the sky, Terrell, who had been silent since the beginning, picked up a napkin and elegantly wiped his mouth before turning his gaze to the Demon King.

"I hear you've made an agreent with the humans?"

Those profound and sharp eyes held a penetrating force more reminiscent of the Mist Forest itself than a hunter's eyes in the forest.

Luo Yan could see his savvy, but not much of it.

After all, real cunning isn't sothing you see written on a face; it's often hidden behind a harmless smile, making it imperceptible to others.

What interested him more was Terrell's deadwood staff leaning beside his chair.

He always felt as if those withered grooves hid a pair of wise eyes.

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"Forgive my impertinence," Terrell nodded slightly in a ticulous tone, "For such an important matter, don't you plan to discuss it with your subordinates before making a decision?"

"How presumptuous," Qianqian swirled her stone goblet, with a hint of danger in her lazy narrow-eyed gaze, "Are you questioning Lord Demon King's decision?"