Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon? Chapter 485 - 336: The Beauty of Wildflowers Over House Flow

"Lord Eliphas, shall we check out that store～"

Selene feigned intimacy as she hooked her arm around Eliphas, heading toward a luxurious beauty salon that looked exceedingly expensive.

Eliphas smiled and nodded, his every move giving off the impression of "affection" for Selene, causing the onlookers to want to scream with excitent.

The reason he brought Selene out was to cultivate his public persona, deepening the impression of "Lord Eliphas and Princess Serene being close" in the minds of the public, so that their future wedding wouldn’t seem too sudden.

That’s right, a wedding. He was already contemplating his marriage to the Princess.

No matter how he looked at it, now seed like the perfect timing.

The Warrior Country, which frequently had border skirmishes with the Kingdom, would soon be holding their nationally renowned [War Festival], leaving them no ti to worry about tensions with the Kingdom.

Moreover, the long-standing Demon Clan issue was not sothing he needed to worry about; everything was calm both dostically and internationally.

Even if the King were to die right now, it wouldn’t be a problem.

He had to consider if this was the one opportunity in his lifeti, and if missing this period would an he couldn’t find another chance. Yet, his cautious nature prevented him from acting rashly.

Bringing Selene out today, he was also testing the public’s reaction.

If only there were a way to control the thoughts of the entire populace, he thought to himself, realizing that with his current abilities, even controlling just the Royal City was challenging.

Unless he could have an opportunity that would transform him fundantally.

With this thought, he instinctively touched his chest, where beneath his clothes hung a strangely shaped red pendant.

The Fallen Demon Egg, a mysterious artifact he acquired after making a certain deal with a Demon Clan priest, capable of enticing people’s negative emotions and luring them into becoming beings similar to the Demon Clan.

And one of Eliphas’s Unique Talents was the ability to adjust people’s emotions, whether positive or negative.

After nurous experints, he discovered that those he guided into negative emotions using the Fallen Demon Egg did not turn into mindless mbers of the Demon Clan but instead beca beings closer to "Demon Beasts" while retaining their intelligence.

As long as he controlled the "amount" of negative emotion, he could ensure that the user retained their wisdom.

But determining this "amount" required many painstaking experints.

At the mont of success, he believed he had surpassed the Demon Clan entirely in terms of the use of the Fallen Demon Egg.

If he wanted, he could use the Fallen Demon Egg to make anyone erupt in negative emotions and mutate into an intelligent beast absolutely loyal to him.

However, the Fallen Demon Egg had two issues.

The first issue was an inexplicable problem that had occurred with King Ainz III.

The second was that Eliphas himself had been unable to use it until now.

Initially, he was rely puzzled by this but didn’t take it to heart. As the Commander, with strong personal power, using the Fallen Demon Egg would indeed greatly enhance his combat strength, but risking life-and-death combat seed more fitting for his subordinates.

Yet a few recent events changed his mind.

Naly, the series of devastating defeats he experienced in Sain Dungeon.

The Black Swordsman, Dawn Dragon, Overlord Vonier.

Eliphas wished he could devour his opponent’s flesh and blood alive, but he also knew that in his current state, he was no match for any of them in direct confrontation.

He now craved power, but the strength obtainable through training was now minimal, and he had no ti to imrse himself in Sain Dungeon to accumulate spiritual power, so he studied the Fallen Demon Egg to figure out how he could use it.

But even when he pushed his own negative emotions to the brink of eruption, it didn’t trigger the Fallen Demon Egg, as if the object simply did not favor him.

If his negative emotions grew any more, they would affect his daily work, so he decided to take a break, choosing the innately pure and slightly foolish Selene as a great way to relax.

"Lord Eliphas, Lord Eliphas?"

Selene’s voice ca from beside him, and Eliphas realized he had been so deep in thought, which was truly inappropriate.

"You seem to have accumulated quite a bit of fatigue. How about trying the recently popular head massage in the Royal City?"

What were these nobles in the Royal City up to now? Although Eliphas was puzzled, with so many people watching, he figured it was just a head wash and massage, nothing too daunting, so he agreed.

Selene imdiately instructed the staff to provide the finest service and dragged Eliphas along to observe the so-called head massage thod.

"Oh oh ah ah ah!"

A completely undignified scream ca from within the beauty salon, startling Eliphas, who instinctively reached for the long sword at his waist, only to recall he hadn’t brought a weapon today.

What was happening? Could it be that a Monster had infiltrated the Royal City?

Imdiately after, he witnessed a scene he couldn’t comprehend.

A portly middle-aged man wrapped in a towel stumbled as he ran past him, with a skinny figure perched on his back, legs locking around the neck, and hands wildly grabbing at the man’s head, soap bubbles flying everywhere.

"Count Samid?"

Eliphas recognized the identity of the middle-aged man. Was this an attack on the nobility?

Just as he was about to intervene, the thin person leapt off Count Samid, waving a hand to dispel all the soap bubbles with Water Magic.