Don't confiscate my citizenship

There is always an expression of comfort and encouragement on his face, and when the demons are confused, he will give practical advice.

"Actually, you are already great. Be bold and do what you should do instead of letting your inner irritability and anxiety destroy your precious enthusiasm and concentration."

Like a psychiatrist, he healed the bumpy and noisy hearts of all demons.

Soon, although everyone was strangers to him, they gradually became old acquaintances with him, as if they were old classmates reunited.

And Miss Tia was unknowingly immersed in this gentleman's words as if her heart was untied.

"Don't worry. If you encounter any difficulties in communicating with Qing Lei Ming, you can come to me at any time and I will give you advice."

"Thank you."

Lysandra mostly listened quietly.

When Lissandra reacted, she suddenly realized that this was the real upper-class demon clan? In just a few minutes, he had actually gained the bud of friendship within Lei Mingqing's family.

At least Miss Tia is now willing to listen to him and ask him questions.

Obviously, he lives nearby, because he is telling the demons at this table that he ordered a water yacht magic guide the day before yesterday and is going to test it to quickly cross the sea to the opposite Naika Island. If you are interested, everyone can do it next time Together.

"Miss Lysandra, if you work at the palace, why don't I take you there early in the morning? So that you don't have to make a long detour."

When the music and entertainment programs in the lobby temporarily stopped, the glow demon man had turned to Lissandra and asked with a smile.

"When exactly?"

Lysandra subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But if I want to save on my commute, I might be able to sleep an extra hour...

For her, who had stayed up late after drinking, this was an irresistible temptation.

"It's convenient for you. I'll wait for you."

he replied casually.

"Thank you!"

Lysandra said gratefully.

Just as Lisandra was about to ask his name and thank him, he smiled slightly.

"Did you get some good relaxation?"

The Glowing Demon asked.

"Yes, it was a very good day."

Lysandra replied, turning to look at her new friend.

"This banquet is very special to me. I haven't met the host yet. I live over there..."

Lysandra pointed to the fence that was receding into the night,

"McCarthy sent his butler to invite me tonight."

She finally confessed.

At this moment, no other noble thought there was anything wrong with her being invited to the restaurant, and they were even surprised that she could get an invitation from McCarthy.

"..."

The glow demon looked at Lysandra with a look of natural confusion on his face.

"what happened?"

Lissandra didn't know what the other party's reaction was for the moment, she just felt as if she had done something wrong.

Suddenly she also discovered a problem.

Why this Mr. Glow Demon.

Just now it was confirmed that when she goes to work tomorrow, she will go from this nearby area to the palace across the bay?

"I'm McCarthy."

The glow demon said with a helpless smile.

"Um?!"

Lysandra cried out, covering her mouth in shock.

"Sorry! It took me chatting with you for so long before I recognized you."

She quickly added.

Not only her, but the other demons at the same table also became stunned.

The legendary demon who was so mysterious that he was about to become a legend had actually been chatting with them like friends for so long.

"It doesn't matter, I thought you saw me when we first moved here. It seems that I am not thoughtful enough as a restaurant owner."

Lan Qi said with a smile, formally introducing himself to everyone.

After shaking hands with the stunned young demons one by one.

Didn't talk much.

Lan Qi's housekeeper came over in a hurry and said that the minister wanted to talk to him alone.

"Sorry, I'll excuse you, Miss Lisandra. See you tomorrow."

He stood up and said goodbye, bowed slightly to Lysandra and other demons, and took away the small sleeping figure on the sofa next to him.

Until he's gone.

"Is he... Rocky McCarthy?"

On the sofa, Miss Dia was still talking to herself as if she had just woken up from a dream.

In the process of chatting together, they had imagined and guessed many images of McCarthy, but they never thought that McCarthy was such an amiable devil.

In the demon world where materialistic desires prevail, he always seems to be able to maintain the pure land of his heart. He is not at all like an upper-class demon who can climb to high positions.

But when I think back to my conversation with him, everything makes sense again. He does have an extraordinary charm.

"Oh, it's a pity that he is not a big demon. Otherwise, I feel that if he was the one who married the princess, maybe the unfortunate princess would also be happy."

Tia sighed with relief.

Although Mr. McCarthy promised to help her realize her relationship, she also knew that Mr. McCarthy was joking to comfort her.

"I also want to fantasize like this. I want the princess to be happy more than anyone else. I feel that a demon like Mr. McCarthy is a good match for the princess."

Lysandra looked up at the stars and muttered to herself.

However, McCarthy is obviously not a demon who is good at fighting, and any of them can feel it.

No matter what, I will finally have something new to tell the princess tomorrow.

Because of the vampire investigation incident, the princess had a headache in the afternoon and might not be able to sleep at all tonight.

But Lysandra inexplicably heard the princess's prayers being strange words such as "Don't deduct her merit," "Let her handle it peacefully," and "She can do it."

The princess must be under too much mental pressure.

Lissandra could only pray for the princess that the vampire detective would not really catch a demon murderer in the Demon King's City tomorrow.

Chapter 570 Mr. Lanqi’s past in the devil world

the next day.

The sky in the Demon King's City of Nekalis is still dark blue, and dawn is not far away.

At about five o'clock, the weather outside began to change.

By the bay of Leith Island, there is a small wooden house with an exterior wall covered by ivy, with beige walls exposed in the green. On the side of the bedroom behind the curtains, Lisandra slowly sat up from the bed.

"Hoo."

Her sleepy eyes were slightly confused, and she scratched her messy dark hair.

When she looked at the clock, she was so frightened that she rolled out of bed and started to wash and change clothes. It was not until she smoothed her long hair that she realized that she could get up later today. Mr. McCarthy promised to send her there yesterday. Over there at the palace.

However, I didn’t know if Mr. McCarthy would be too busy with work to see her off, so I originally thought of getting up early at the normal time and making two preparations.

Now I can only hope that Mr. McCarthy has a free day.

She arranged her coat, picked up her bag, and hurriedly walked out of the hut.

There were some strange-shaped clouds on the horizon, blown back and forth by the weak morning breeze.

Normally, the sky might have started to turn blue around five o'clock in July, but today it seemed particularly dark.

Originally, Lisandra was planning to go to the mansion next door to ask how she could quickly find Mr. McCarthy. Unexpectedly, as soon as she locked the door, she saw an amber magic vehicle parked outside her courtyard. Tool.

It was the same familiar face from yesterday, leaning on the driver's seat, looking at the night sky where the stars had not yet dispersed.

Maybe he came out to determine which part of the local sky in the Demon Realm belonged to him, or maybe he was looking at the faint blue light emitted by the palace across the bay.

The moon that was about to disappear still shone on the trees. The garden of the mansion next door became brightly lit again at five or six o'clock, but the laughter and excitement of last night were long gone.

McCarthy's glowing lines looked like flower petals on his handsome face, and his hair was as smooth as if it had been trimmed every week.

Lysandra couldn't see any evil intentions in him, he just looked across the sea quietly.

I don't know if it's because he doesn't drink. He is completely different from the guests in the palace restaurant yesterday. The more everyone drinks and laughs, the more solemn he looks.

Lisandra suddenly realized.

Maybe every morning, McCarthy would be downstairs in the palace, looking at a beam of aurora across the bay, as if he wanted to catch something, and that end was the pure land he wanted for his heart.

Soon, McCarthy noticed that Lisandra had arrived.

Out of etiquette, McCarthy stepped out of the car and saluted her.

Lissandra also nodded quickly and walked over quickly.

"Well, sir, are you waiting for me?"

Lysandra couldn't help but ask.

"I just came here a while ago, it seems like a coincidence."