Even the Demon King is worrying about another world today.

Clang—

It was the sound of iron chains rubbing against each other. The pitch-black iron chains, which appeared out of nowhere, suddenly appeared in large numbers behind Mikayi in the blink of an eye.

Countless iron chains were crisscrossing and wriggling; the sheer number of them was enormous.

A humanoid figure wrapped in bandages appeared behind Mikayi, and an unknown black mist enveloped the entire hall.

【"king."】

The deep, dark voice of the Grand Administrator of Hell echoed in the hall.

Summoning the Grand Eunuch in Hell is completely different from summoning him outside of Hell. Mikayi only needs a thought to summon him. Hell and the Grand Eunuch are one entity; he can appear in any corner of Hell.

The Grand Warden of Hell's soul is the sum of the souls of the nine apostles and half of the Demon King's soul. He has neither a surname nor a given name, only the title of "Soul Reaper".

Just like his title suggests, his greatest ability is to tear or stitch souls together.

There were still a few strands of fur left from the ghost cat on his thigh. Mikayi patted his trouser leg and stood up.

“I feel like there’s something wrong with my soul,” Mikayi said calmly.

The Grand Marshal of Hell circled halfway around and came to stand before the Demon King. A hand wrapped in bandages reached out and touched the Demon King's brow.

"Your sealed memories... have leaked out..."

“As expected…” Mikayi looked tired and rubbed his temples. He added, “Lately, I keep thinking about things from the past.”

"The memories I sealed for you have been unlocked... They've been unlocked for some time now. A preliminary estimate suggests it's been almost a year."

The Grand Marshal of Hell spoke in a monotone voice, which sounded rather somber. He was a being devoid of personal feelings and will, who only obeyed the Demon King.

“A year…” Mikayi looked at the crystal chandelier above her head and recalled, “If it was a year ago, was it the time when I met that human princess?”

Golden-haired princess...

The blonde hair in his memory wasn't the blonde hair of the little princess from the Ais Federation. The blonde hair that Mikayi recalled was from much earlier... back when he had just arrived on the magical continent and had just been summoned as the Wind Warrior.

The one who followed him around, calling him "Hero of the Wind," and urging him to practice archery and learn about the magical princess every day.

As for his name, I've forgotten.

"Those sealed memories are cruel, aren't they?" Mikayi asked.

"I can feel your despair and pain from the other half of your soul..."

“Then let’s not recall it.” Mikayi smiled helplessly. “Since it’s a memory that I was willing to separate from my soul back then, judging from my personality, I definitely don’t want to recall it.”

Even if you don't want to actively recall them, judging from the strong emotions you've recently experienced, your memories will still surface like this...

“Sigh…” Mikayi sighed deeply, “Well, there’s nothing we can do about it then.”

The Demon King's magic is immeasurable. His power lies not only in his hands, his shadow, and his mantra that can control any species, but even more powerful is his soul. The memories belonging to his soul are returning to his body, and he himself cannot stop it.

If they want to seal him again, they'll have to cut off half of his soul and give it to the Grand Marshal of Hell. If they cut it off again, leaving only a quarter of his soul outside, then it's hard to say whether this demon king will still be the same Mikayi.

"So, is this why I've been feeling sleepy lately?"

Sleepiness was a real nuisance; for a demon lord to be constantly drowsy was like suddenly having a fatal weakness. This greatly troubled Mikayi.

"Yes. For the soul's memories to better return to your body, sleep and dreams are the best method."

Mikayi thought for a moment and then asked him, "So, if I force myself not to sleep, I won't be able to get my memories back?"

"It only slows down the time it takes for memories to return to the body; it doesn't have a very noticeable effect."

Mikayi slapped his forehead and fell into deep thought.

It's so hard... Please, don't come back to those memories I've lost!

So why did I seal myself away in the first place?! Weren't those memories enough tormenting me once? Returning them again is just like repeatedly crushing me!

The invincible demon king was completely helpless in this matter. He waved his hand dismissively.

After the clanging of chains, the Grand Master of Hell vanished silently before him.

The black mist dissipated, and Mikayi slumped in his chair. Above his head, the thick, heavy magic book floated in mid-air.

This world-class artifact of the Garan Continent was created by the Demon King himself, and it records all the magic of the Garan Continent.

Anyway... let's flip through the spellbook first. Maybe we can find a few useful spells.

Chapter 125 Ghost Cat [Bonus Chapter]

The seventh level of Hell: The Secret Realm of Reincarnation.

This is the most casually named level. This level has no concept of reincarnation, nor any secret realm. It's just a farm at most.

Compared to the other layers, the seventh layer is not the widest, but it is certainly the highest.

The height here is a true replica of the height of the Canaan continent.

—Because if they didn't do that, the managers on the seventh floor wouldn't even be able to straighten their backs.

The owner of this manor, Chani Vox, is a powerful ancient divine beast from the continent of Garan. She is also the last pure-blooded nine-tailed fox on the continent.

Blue skies and white clouds, golden waves rolling in the rice paddies, and the air filled with the fragrance of fruit from the woods. What a peaceful scene!

"Wow, it's huge..." Kuro exclaimed.

A round, black object completely covered her face.

"Hehe, this isn't even the biggest one!" Tiny Chani jumped up from the ground, and with a slap, she knocked something to the ground.

A black fruit, bigger than her head, rolled several times on the ground.

"Is this for food?" Kuro flicked her two cat tails behind her, still in her true form as a kitten.

Aside from the cat race, the only creature that can understand cat language is probably the ancient mythical beast, Chani.

“Yes.” Chani nodded. “This is a spirit tree, and its fruit is the staple food for ghost cat cubs.”

"Huh?" Kuro was surprised. She blinked. "I'm not a meat-eater?"

"Eating meat is a personal hobby after adulthood. Some ghost cats like to eat meat, some like to eat souls, but there are also grass-eating ones... Well, I've lived too long and seen everything."

Chia-ni stared at Kuro for a long time, then said, "Kuro, when he grows up, he'll probably be an omnivore. Hmm, after all, the Demon King feeds you everything."

Kuro licked his paws and then wiped his face with them: "Sigh... Actually, most of the time, I don't like the food my master makes me eat... I like sweets."

“Sweets… It’s rare to see a ghost cat that likes sweets.” Chani said, stretching her short limbs and climbing the spirit tree again.

In this situation, it would be best if Kuro could drink the ghost cat's milk. However, because Kuro had been taken away for too long and had a strong human scent on him, the big cat was unwilling to continue nursing him. Therefore, Chia-ni had to take on the role of 'wet nurse' at this time.

There's no way she could produce milk; this nine-tailed fox, Chani, has never reproduced in her life, otherwise she wouldn't be the last nine-tailed fox on the Canaan continent. Although she doesn't produce milk, picking fruit is no problem for her.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is a top-tier race on the Canaan continent, known for its arrogance and power. Therefore, it's impossible for them to raise offspring of other magical beasts. This situation can only occur with Chani.

Kuro took small bites of the dark fruit. Its sweet taste had a slightly astringent aftertaste; it wasn't exactly delicious, but it was juicy and crunchy, making it a pleasant experience to eat.

After picking enough fruit, Chani dusted off her hands and jumped down from the tree. She packed the fruit on the ground and carried it on her back, her small body bearing a large bundle.

"Ghost Cats... If we convert their strength according to the levels of this continent... Hmm, let me think... they're probably at the very top of the Annihilation level." Chani explained as she walked.

"Their race is very adept at using dark magic... Well, I don't know anything about dark magic. I can teach you some basic common sense about magical beasts, but if you want to know about dark magic, you should ask the Demon King."

Chia-ni walked ahead, while Kuro licked the juice off his nose and followed behind with his four thin, dark legs.

"By the way, does Kuro have any family? Compared to human lifespans, ghost cats live a very long time. You should cherish the family members who are still alive."

Chani's paws stomped on the ground with a clattering sound. Kuro looked at his own paws and stopped.

"Um... I don't have any family. Senior Chia-ni."

-

At Lanlin College, the entire boys' dormitory was cordoned off with police tape.

A full day has passed, and the Lyon Empire's top search team has made no progress whatsoever.

Joyce Norman's room was filled with senior investigators, who carefully collected every tiny trace on the floor, hoping to glean a clue.

Compared to the deaths of the rest of the Norman family, Joyce's death was the most unusual and brutal. It's clear the killers were deliberately targeting Joyce.

Outside the building, a noisy crowd gathered, with students discussing the terrifying nature of the incident.

"You're Joyce Norman's homeroom teacher, right?" The team leader in charge of investigating the incident stood in front of Renee, holding a blank sheet of paper and taking notes. "Joyce Norman..."

Did he have any deep-seated hatred or enmity with anyone at the academy during his lifetime?

After thinking for a while, Renee shook her head: "Never..."

"The medical records show that Joyce Norman underwent minor surgery a few days ago for a dislocated jaw and a tooth injury. Could you tell me what happened?" the investigator asked again.

"That's because it was an accidental injury during combat testing, sir!"

What caught the investigator's eye was a pair of ample breasts. The investigator was startled and looked up at the woman in front of him.

“I’m their physical trainer, Akman~” Akman waved and greeted the man with a smile.

"Oh, oh..." The investigator wiped his nose, looked at his palm, and saw that there was blood in his nose. He quickly took out a small handkerchief and covered his nose.

Behind the group, a red-haired boy stood on tiptoe, trying to see inside the police cordon.

"How's it going, Hedis? Have you found anything?"

The sub-elf beside the boy nudged him and asked eagerly.

"No way, even those professional investigators couldn't find anything out, and I can't figure it out with my eyes either."

Hedis twisted his aching neck and continued, "Although I can't see anything clearly, I can roughly guess some things."

After Hedis finished speaking, he grabbed Xi Lili's hand and led her away from the noisy area.

126 Another Premeditated Scheme [Bonus Chapter]

“If I hadn’t told Michael that Joyce was the eldest son of the ‘Norman’ family, the Norman family wouldn’t have been wiped out today.”

In the quiet little garden, a few small flowers bloomed beautifully.

The two sat facing each other on a stone bench. Hedis's hand rested on the hilt of his sword, repeatedly touching the imperial emblem branded on the blade.

"What do you mean?" Xi Lili asked in surprise.

"Based on my deductions... Joyce was most likely killed by Mikael."

Hedis's gaze was sharp, making Xi Lili feel uneasy.

"Are you... joking...?" Yuri asked, but Hedis gave her a completely certain answer.