Jack laughed and said.
"I bet your son will definitely thank you for leaving him with a huge fortune."
Erwin's mouth smiled broadly.
Perhaps he drank too much, he suddenly raised his glass, his face flushed, and said.
"Mr. Jack, I am willing to swear to Saint Sis that from now on, your affairs are my affairs! As long as you haven't offended the nobles, no matter what happens, I can take care of it for you."
Not hurried to repay this favor, Jack softly said.
"Mr. Erwin, I didn't co to you to ask for help, I just appreciate you as a person and want to make friends with you."
Erwin laughed heartily.
"You're too formal, aren't we already friends?"
Looking at his future protector, Jack smiled with pleasure, raised his glass, and clinked it with his.
"Let's raise a toast to friendship!"
The cups of the Sheriff and the Demon King's servant collided, creating a crisp and piercing sound.
Yet at this mont, the citizens of Thunder City were still unaware that their good days were drawing nearer.
Watching the hotel server help the drunken Sheriff to a room upstairs to rest, Jack couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
It's truly worthy of Lord Demon King.
With a re lift of a hand, he made the entire population of Thunder City his captives, buying everyone over without spending a penny.
Of course.
This included myself, who had long sold my soul to him.
Looking at the bustling streets outside the window, Jack was more and more curious about the crazy scenes he was going to witness next.
Unexpectedly, now not just the Princess, even Your Majesty has intertwined with that person...
...
On the other side, Baron Ges's estate.
Erin had a very long dream.
In the dream, she defeated the Demon King of Thunder County, beca a true Hero, and then under the guidance of Saint Sis, ventured into Hell with Mr. Colin, defeated the evil Demon God, and brought true peace to the world...
But at this mont, an annoying Enchanting Demon flew in from sowhere.
That creature had a face that could allure people, sotis resembling Qianqian, sotis blurry.
Mr. Colin seed to have been enchanted by that Enchanting Demon, turned into that annoying creature's toy, and was obedient as if losing his soul.
Erin was heartbroken, disheartened she used a move nad after herself, and swung the most powerful sword strike of her life.
This sword not only shattered Hell but also ripped apart the whole world.
Even the rules were obliterated!
Then, she slowly opened her eyes and found that what she was holding wasn't a sword but the corner of her pillow.
And right beside the bed was Edward the Duke, with his face blackened.
"Brother?!" Erin was startled, hurriedly pulled back the pillow that had landed on soone's face, guiltily apologizing, "I'm, I'm sorry... I just had a nightmare, I hope I didn't hurt you."
Luckily, she didn't grab a sword.
Though, given her brother's martial skills, dodging her unintended attack wouldn't be difficult.
Edward silently watched his sister, not speaking for a long while, eventually sighing.
"Are you awake?"
"Mm..."
Erin lowered her head, not daring to speak like a child who has made a mistake, afraid to et her brother's eyes.
Looking at Erin with her lowered head, Edward's feelings were complex.
She was after all his family; he thought he had been ruthless enough, but found he couldn't entirely abandon human emotions, not as he imagined.
In the end, his myriad words inside turned into a warning gently lifted and gently put down.
"... Don't do anything so dangerous next ti."
Not just the risky endeavor of yesterday.
And the previous winning over hearts.
He now believed Erin wasn't truly ambitious, but even people without ambition could be swept along by ambitious individuals, eventually losing control of themselves.
Like his foolish younger brother.
"Sorry..." Erin again apologized with her head down.
Edward nodded, didn't say much more, instead softened his tone and changed the topic.
"By the way, what exactly was the dream you had, I heard you were calling out Colin's na repeatedly."
At the mont she heard the words, Erin's face turned red, like a boiling teapot, hot as if to emit steam.
"Brother!"
Seeing Erin's expression, Edward understood everything, only he chuckled.
"Alright, I won't tease you, have a good rest, leave the upcoming matters to ."
It's not a bad thing for him, nor for her.
Edward stood up, looked at Theresa standing by, spoke in an authoritative tone.
"Take care of Erin for , inform if anything happens."
"Yes!"
Theresa respectfully perford a Knight's salute, watching Edward the Duke leave the room.
The room returned to quietness.
After a while, a weak voice wafted from the bed.
"Theresa..."
Theresa turned around, looked at the Princess lying on the bed, softly replied.
"What's the matter, Your Highness."
"Did I really call out Colin's na just now?" Erin's face red as if about to drip blood, her chin buried wholly under the quilt, her voice as quiet as a mosquito's buzz, hard to discern.
Seeing the dear expression of Her Highness, Theresa smiled, teasingly replied.
"Your Majesty was teasing you, you didn't say anything just grabbed the pillow and hit him. I thought you might have dread of sword practice scenes."
This ti, Erin entirely shrank under the quilt, seemingly wanting to suffocate herself inside.
Not long after, the bundle of quilt issued strange sobbing sounds.
Theresa smiled, shaking her head, turned and left the bedroom, gently closing the door.
It seems Princess Erin needs so alone ti, it's better not to disturb her...
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