Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Meilushin's golden eyes suddenly narrowed, her emotions were undoubtedly in great turmoil, as could be seen from the constantly wagging tail behind her.

"Ha, you think you can show off such a simple trick? If I wanted to, I could do it easily too."

Kama, however, crossed his arms and, feigning composure, gave a cold snort.

At this moment, Lilith revealed a gentle smile full of maternal radiance, and stretched out her hands, which were covered in black gloves, to gently stroke her still flat and firm belly.

"Don't worry, Dad will be back to see us soon."

There, dark red patterns were faintly visible in the sunlight.

"Because, our next lovely, brand new Lily is living comfortably here now, waiting to come out and reunite with us~ Yahoo~ Yahoo~"

Silence fell over the hall once more.

A few seconds later, it was broken by yet another outsider—

"Excuse me, could I ask you a slightly... normal, but also very, very important question?"

Kuonji Yuju walked down slowly and leisurely.

Is it Yumina or Zhu now? It's hard to say.

Those eyes, so black they were practically invisible, first scanned Lilith's lower abdomen for several seconds, then glanced at Lilith's genitals, and finally settled on Lilith, whose smile remained unchanged.

So, in a slow and deliberate tone, she asked quietly:

“I am the true owner of this mansion. Before you all checked in, did you carefully read the visitor accommodation rules and related check-in procedures that I personally wrote?”

......

At the same time, in Akihabara, a figure was leisurely strolling through the bustling streets.

She wore a classic black dress, her long silver hair tied back in a simple ponytail, and a subtle, elegant smile graced her face.

It is Satan, who came from Paradise Lost.

At this moment, he did not display the same conciliatory behavior towards the Satans that he had shown at the Pandemonium meeting. Instead, he leisurely appreciated everything around him like an ordinary tourist.

"What a vibrant and energetic city!"

The reason why Satan appeared in Paradise Lost was not a whim for sightseeing.

Rather, it's because he needs to find a "container" to integrate 'bulimia'.

Previously, while Lilith was distracted and preoccupied, Satan of Paradise Lost quietly proclaimed the concept of 'gluttony'.

However, since the Seven Deadly Sins is a power that Lilith obtained, he cannot use the Gluttony Summoning and can only find a container to contain it.

And so, the gaze of Paradise Lost Satan continued to search through the bustling crowd.

Most humans and Servants are too turbid and insignificant to bear even a fraction of the power of "Gluttony".

Gluttony, the sixth of the seven sins, represents turning away from God's teachings.

Just when he was about to lose patience, a figure caught his attention.

She was a black-haired girl who looked to be about fourteen years old and was wearing a black leather jacket.

She was standing alone under a tree, her head slightly bowed, intently looking at a small electronic device in her hand.

What truly attracted Satan's attention was the peculiar "aura" emanating from her.

It was an aura full of "possibility" and "adaptability," as if it could easily accept and accommodate any external power and concept, and transform it into a part of itself. What surprised Paradise Lost Satan even more was that he could also faintly sense a very, very faint, yet real, aura belonging to "gods" from the girl.

It is not a god, but a pagan deity.

interesting.

A slight smile curved the corners of Satan's mouth in Paradise Lost.

Then, with composed steps, he slowly walked towards the girl.

Paradise Lost Satan intends to use his seductive and inflammatory language to lure this human girl into willingly becoming "Gluttony."

Just as he was about to reach the girl and was about to utter the perfect opening line that he had rehearsed countless times in his mind—

The girl seemed completely oblivious to his presence, continuing to intently watch the electronic device in her hand, and even letting out a barely audible chuckle when she saw something interesting.

So, Lost Paradise Satan stopped and looked curiously at the screen of the electronic device in the girl's hand.

On the screen, a somewhat rough-produced animation was playing, but the background music was unexpectedly romantic. The animation seemed to be about several people running, and the title, displayed clearly in an ancient yet powerful font—

Erlkonig

Demon King...?

Satan's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

What a coincidence! I'm actually interested in the Demon King. But this Demon King seems to be a creation of humans, Schubert and Goethe, right?

Just then, the girl seemed to have finished reading, stretched, and as soon as she raised her head, her eyes met those of Paradise Lost Satan.

"Oh? It's 'The Demon King'?" Paradise Lost Satan feigned surprise, then revealed an expression of understanding, exclaiming, "So there are people in this foreign land who love it so much. It's truly rare."

The girl, Eri, merely glanced at him and replied in a flat tone, "May I ask who you are?"

This reaction was exactly what Paradise Lost Satan had anticipated. He paused, looked at Eri with expectant eyes, and smiled as he said:

"To be honest, I am the 'fusion' of the spirit and talent of the two artistic giants, Goethe and Schubert."

He felt that this method would definitely pique the interest of young girls.

however,

When Eri heard this self-introduction, her face showed no surprise or admiration. Instead, she scrutinized him several times with the look one might give a "lunatic."

Then, in an uncertain tone, she asked cautiously, "Um... are you alright? Do you need me to help you find an urban AI for treatment?"

This caused a crack to appear in the smile of Paradise Lost Satan.

After an awkward exchange, Erise seemed to reluctantly and half-believingly "understand" that the foreign friend in front of her, whose behavior was somewhat strange, seemed, perhaps, really... to be true.

Although he may not be mentally sound, he has a deep understanding of "The Erlking," Goethe, and Schubert.

Of course, this is perfectly normal. For Paradise Lost Satan, it is as simple and natural as breathing to perfectly disguise himself as any identity and image as needed. He can do it easily in just one second, or even less, and without any flaws.

Just as Paradise Lost Satan was about to steer the conversation toward the realm of "gluttony" and "power," Eri suddenly changed the subject, looking at him with eyes full of curiosity and anticipation, and asked:

"By the way, since you claim to be a 'combination' of Goethe and Schubert, you must know a lot about the 'Evil King,' right? Not just his works, but everything about that 'Evil King'!"

"of course."

Paradise Lost: Satan is not confused.

After all, he could tell that Eri was most interested in the work "Demon King".

"That ominous king riding through storms and darkness, that 'demon king' trying to snatch his child from his father's arms." Paradise Lost Satan seemed to have witnessed that scene firsthand. "It's truly a tragic and fatalistic story. The fear and helplessness of humanity in the face of an irresistible dark force, that brilliant melody, imbues that fear and despair with the soul."

Although Eri's understanding wasn't actually that profound, she didn't see any connection between the Demon King and the "King of Ominousness" that this guy mentioned...

Wait, no, it seems that's really true. I've had a pretty tough time since I met him.

“Speaking of which,” Erise hesitated for a moment, seemingly considering her words, but finally couldn’t help asking, “why did he take that child away? What special meaning did that child hold for him?”

Looking at the determination in the girl's eyes, Satan of Paradise Lost secretly plotted in his heart.

This girl's focus on the "Demon King" seems different from that of ordinary people, which may be a better breakthrough point.

"Children are pure souls, the hope of the future, and also the most easily tempted beings." The voice of Paradise Lost Satan lowered slightly. "Perhaps, the Demon King simply desires that purity, or wants to possess it. After all, the desire to 'possess' is an instinct of all living beings, isn't it?"

Eri listened to these words and felt that what the other person said didn't seem to have any major problems, and even thought it made a lot of sense.

Because the demon king she knew had indeed harbored ill intentions towards her when she was very young and naive, and had always tried to possess her.

However, Paradise Lost Satan was just steer the conversation toward desires related to 'binge eating'... I really didn't think that much of it.

"The desire to taste all the world's delicacies, experience all the ultimate pleasures, and possess all the beautiful things in the world—if this 'appetite,' this possessiveness, could be satisfied, it would surely be an unparalleled happiness, wouldn't it?"

Eri listened, her brows furrowing slightly. She wasn't particularly interested in these things; she just wanted to know more about the Demon King.

“I do know the Demon King,” Eri suddenly spoke, interrupting Paradise Lost Satan’s gentle persuasion, “and he’s not a good thing.”

No, he's already the kind of demon who specifically targets children, so how could he possibly be a universally recognized good person or a great philanthropist? Does this even need to be emphasized?

Lost Paradise: Satan couldn't help but vent his inner thoughts.

But he also sensed from Eri's tone that she seemed to have an extraordinary entanglement with the "Demon King".

Wow, there's even a complex emotional aspect involving human trafficking and entanglements. This is getting more and more interesting.

"Oh? A bad thing?" The smile on Paradise Lost Satan's face remained unchanged.

"That's such a pity. After all, being a Demon King might have its own difficulties. After all, Demon Kings always have to bear burdens and loneliness that ordinary people can't understand."

He paused, seemingly giving the girl space to think and empathize, before speaking in a tone full of compassion and deep understanding:

"Speaking of which, that demon king you can't forget so much, could you be considered one of my good-for-nothing 'children'? If you really want to know more about him, as your elder, I can secretly tell you some absolutely unknown, exclusive little secrets about him."

Before Eri could respond to his words, Lost Paradise Satan felt someone touch his shoulder.

Turning my head, I saw a silver-haired person—

“What a coincidence, sir,” the visitor said with a gentle and friendly smile, his voice as warm as a spring breeze. “Actually, I’m also quite interested in the demon king you mentioned.”

This was Novia, who, as he spoke, patted Paradise Lost Satan's shoulder with a familiar air.

"So? How about you tell me about this good-for-nothing 'child' you're talking about, and all those so-called secrets he's hiding?"

573: Wow, they look somewhat similar (5k)

Trouble.

For Paradise Lost, Satan, this is a crisis in the truest sense of the word.

In Paradise Lost, Satan believed that angels should be free, but in reality, they did not feel that way, so he rebelled against God to gain freedom.

Even if that is the supreme god, the sun that belongs to him, he is still an undeniable tyrant... This is how Satan in Paradise Lost perceives God.

“Yes, yes, you…” Paradise Lost Satan’s voice trembled. “We were just discussing symbolic characters in some literary works. Yes, that’s right, just characters.”

“Oh, literary works? Those are wonderful things; I personally love them.” Novia nodded with a smile, her tone friendly. “Goethe and Schubert, right? That’s how you introduced yourself before, an impressive hybrid servant…”

Erisemi Novia frowned slightly at her overly familiar manner.

She was puzzled as to why Novia had suddenly appeared here, and a sense of disgust and annoyance at being followed rose in her heart. Therefore, she chose to ignore Novia's presence and turned her gaze back to Paradise Lost Satan, her tone filled with a unique expectation: "So, what is the secret about the Demon King? Tell me quickly!"

She probably thought that if she could learn some embarrassing stories from this person who was like a demon king's father, it would be quite interesting to use them to tease the demon king who always tricked her.

Meanwhile, Satan from Paradise Lost felt his vision go black and his legs go weak.

So should he start making up a story about the Demon King now? If Novia weren't around, he could easily come up with a lot of content, but when he looked into Novia's eyes, his throat went dry without him realizing it.

until,

Novia began, "I'm also curious whether the Demon King, as your child, has any secrets."

These words brought the panicked Satan back to his senses, and hatred immediately welled up in his heart.

You are like the sun to me.

How I long to tear open my chest and let you see the intense hatred churning within this heart! I recall the skies under your rule, how radiant and glorious they were!

However, all your goodness has proven to be evil in me, and has become utterly evil thoughts in me.

just because,

I absolutely disagree.

For those of us born with the right mindset, freedom and heaven are indistinguishable. But today, most of us are merely attendants at banquets and to the hymns. Do you think we are just a bunch of insignificant entertainers?

I will never accept that servile and obsequious nature.

In fact, angels are conceptual artifacts devoid of emotion and will, born from the myths and legends accumulated by humankind. Apart from a few fallen angels who gained self-will and so-called freedom, it is quite normal for them to become like this. Presumably, Satan of Paradise Lost understands this as well, but just because he understands it does not mean that he is willing to accept this fact.

So, Paradise Lost Satan's voice became hoarse, but he straightened his slightly hunched back, and his gaze no longer darted away, but stared directly at Novia.

“Goethe!” Paradise Lost Satan almost roared the name, staring intently at Novia’s face. “The Demon King calls me by such a name! To him, I am the unbearable sun! But there is not a trace of friendliness in his voice.”

He paused, suppressing the emotions surging within him.

"He said--"

"I want to tell you, I hate you to the core! It is thanks to your patronage and favor that I have been able to reach such a high position. The endless gratitude and the heavy debt are an unbearable burden on my life! I am forever paying off debts, yet I am forever indebted, forever receiving! No matter what, I can never repay them. What kind of torture is this? What kind of torment is this?"

"If you had only given me a lowly position, an insignificant corner, I would have been content with my lot and satisfied. Why would I have harbored such lofty ambitions and presumptuous thoughts? Why didn't you?"