The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

"Are you worried that after returning to the real world, Eve might become very strong and be your enemy, potentially leading to a master-disciple duel with her?"

Having guessed Dekan's thoughts, the master asked in Dekan's mind.

Dekan knew most of the powerful figures in the Kingdom Alliance and the Church of Resurrection, but none of them shared the same traits as Eve.

Only core intelligence, which was blocked by the Empire, was unavailable even to Dekan.

If Eve is already a powerful figure in the present world, she would most likely belong to an imperial faction...

In the present world, war between empires and kingdoms has likely already begun.

"I hope she is still this pure and innocent in the mortal world. I don't want to fight with people from the underworld."

Dekan shook his head and sighed, "What good stuff can he possibly produce?"

"Well, if she dares to betray her master and ancestors, I guarantee I'll beat her until she remembers that embarrassing scene from just now."

Dekan smiled calmly, walked out of the dean's office, and headed towards his final destination: the sixth floor.

He was going to see the gray-haired demon that he and his master had been longing for all day.

"It's impossible for the students you teach not to betray their teachers and ancestors."

Master complained in Dekan's mind.

Germany: "Impossible, there is absolutely nothing wrong with my educational methods."

Teacher: "So what are you going to do now?"

De: "Deceitful to one's teacher and ancestors!"

Teacher: "You...!"

My master almost learned to swear.

319 The Entanglement Between Dekan and His Master

On the top floor of this demonic hospital, only a few dim lights emitted light.

The sixth floor is not usually open; only extremely important patients are sent there for care, and only the hospital director can reach it through the ninth-order barrier of the Demon Realm Hospital.

Now, this floor is unusually quiet, as if the only patient is still recuperating.

I don't know how much time has passed.

A gust of wind, seemingly from nowhere, swept through the quiet stairwell, causing the lamplight to flicker and the shadow cast at the top of the stairs to grow longer and longer.

Then, light and steady footsteps echoed in the hallway, like the prelude to a piano piece, sounding both harmonious and eerie in the quiet morning.

The silhouette on the wall moved forward on the corridor wall, looking just like an elegant gentleman inviting his dance partner.

His steps were steady, but his walking speed was very fast.

They swiftly navigated the various corners in the dimly lit stairwell.

A short while later, the figure stopped.

In the dim light, his figure became slightly clearer—

Dekan was holding a super deluxe limited edition demon realm dessert gift box in his hands, standing in front of a room.

Why are you pretending to be such a human being?

The master asked Dekan in his mind with considerable disdain.

They had already given up on being human by the fifth floor.

What's the point of performing it now?

"After the incident during the performance on the fifth floor, I reflected on myself thoroughly. Even if no one is watching me in the future, I must still maintain the proper conduct expected of a respectable person."

As he answered, Dekan checked his own demeanor at that moment.

He seemed to have returned to the normal, gentle, and good student and teenager he once was in human society.

Just like when I first arrived in the capital of the Kingdom of Norton.

"...I feel like Doloice would be even scarier if he pretended to be a human being."

"You're trying to pick a fight, aren't you? Are you trying to say that no matter how I act, I just don't look like a human being?"

"No, you don't need to act."

The master was unusually belligerent today, still relentlessly targeting Dekan and mocking him.

Perhaps both Dekan and his master felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness today.

Wait a minute, an important answer is about to be revealed—

Is the relationship between Deloitte and Talomatti good or bad?

This will directly determine who wins their betting game.

Therefore, even daily interactions have become exceptionally active, with attacks and mockery showing no mercy.

Of course, the root of the problem may lie in a small incident they had this morning.

After seeing Dekan buy the pastry gift box, the master subtly hinted to Dekan that she also wanted to eat some.

With Dekan's current substantial wealth, he could easily empty the entire hospital store.

However, Dekan deliberately pretended not to understand, which made his master very unhappy, so his master's aggression also increased.

Throughout the journey, Dekan remained vigilant, guarding against his master secretly seizing control of his body and suffocating the box of pastries.

If he could, he really didn't want his master to consume such high-calorie sweets through his body.

The master never exercises for Lao Dekan; he only knows how to eat.

To counteract the potential weight gain from these foods, Dekan has been training like a racehorse girl.

Even though he was born with low physical growth potential, through his relentless efforts, he was quite fast when running.

"This box is for Talomatti. I'll buy it for you, Master, when I leave the Demon Realm Hospital."

Dekan sighed and conceded, he didn't want to be mocked anymore.

In addition, to distinguish between Talomatti and Master in the Shadow World, he decided not to use Master's real name to refer to Master for a period of time.

He will refer to the Talomatti of the Shadow World as "Talomatti," and the Talomatti soul within himself as "Master."

"Why not give it to me?"

The master made no attempt to hide the reason for his unhappiness today.

“If I don’t bring a gift to visit her in the hospital, why would she be willing to talk to me properly? I’m not planning to coerce her. After all, Delois and Talomatti should have a good relationship and be able to reach an agreement.”

Dekan explained with utter helplessness.

"So, is she thirsty? Are you going to give her a few injections of the same paralyzing drug as the one used in the Demon Realm prison? You're such a nice person."

The master knew what was in Dekan's pocket.

"..."

Dekan thought she was really jumping around today.

He actually intended to use diplomacy first and then resort to force, because his original intention was to conduct friendly and peaceful consultative diplomacy.

If you want to properly negotiate with Talomaty about "helping Len convey his intention to sign a ceasefire agreement to the Demon King," bringing a gift that can obviously improve his favorability is definitely the right thing to do.

Unless Taromati adopts a non-violent non-cooperation approach, then Dekan can only feel guilty about betraying his master and ancestors.

Dekan had been standing in front of a door since earlier, gently placing his palm on the door.

He took a deep breath, as if preparing himself mentally for meeting Talomatti.

"I could feel her presence."

Dekan silently recited this in his heart.

How did you know she was in this room?

The master asked himself, puzzled.

"She has a lingering fragrance about her..."

Dekan said calmly, his expression exceptionally gentle.

"Yes, is there?"

The master was completely stumped by Dekan.

Did I really have such charm?

"Of course, it's as if it guided me here."

Dekan was very certain.

What does it taste like?

The master was very concerned about these questions about himself and kept asking.

Dekan took another deep breath and replied:

"Crispy roasted meat, roast suckling pig, stewed rabbit, as well as desserts carved from almond paste, and cookies, cakes, and seasonal fruits... most families really can't afford to feed her."

Master: "?"

She almost lost her temper and forcibly snatched all the pastries from Dekan's hand and ate them all.

However, upon closer inspection of Dekan's body, she could indeed smell a faint aroma of food.

Clearly, yesterday Anushka was like a restaurant waiter, constantly bringing various dishes into Taromati's hospital room.

Having witnessed his own foodie identity from a strange perspective, Master felt a little embarrassed.

"Alright, for the next month I will enjoy all the delicacies of the Holy Kingdom of the Demon Realm. Your daily task is to run, run and run some more. One day you will be able to outrun that so-called Emperor's Spring Appreciation."

The master said coldly in Dekan's mind.

"You're celebrating too soon."

Dekan didn't think he would lose either.

"Hehe." x2