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Before them, a tall figure had appeared at some unknown time, nearly blocking out the sunlight.
"Miss, may I ask if your butler has brown hair and green eyes?"
The figure in front of the sofa had deep crimson eyes that sparkled with a teasing light, ignoring Enon completely and directing the inquiry only to Christina.
He was dressed in a black satin coat, his long black hair casually draped over his shoulders, and his pale and delicate face was tinted with a wild beauty.
It was none other than the Demon Race lord of the 7th sector, Astrophel.
"..."
Christina averted her gaze.
She remembered that it was Rocky, the butler, who had gone to give this lord of the Demon World a blackeye, resulting in his defeat by Sergeant Nigel.
Despite having stood far away that day, it was unlikely that she had escaped the notice of this lord of the Demon World, Astrophel; now Rocky was quite famous at the Sacred Silvervine arena. A little investigation into a brown-haired, green-eyed man in a butler’s attire who was also quite strong would quickly lead to their Bathist family’s butler.
"I don’t know where he is."
Christina responded with a feigned ignorant expression, sweat beading on her forehead.
"Really? I was careless last time. Next time I see him..."
Simply speaking, veins were popping on Astrophel’s forehead.
He had never faced an opponent who used such despicable means to defeat him without getting a clear look at them.
"I really don’t know where he is; he took the day off."
Christina repeated once again.
"You’re lying, aren’t you? Tell me his whereabouts, and don’t let me find out he’s just hiding in this arena."
"He really isn’t here!"
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Skycrown Hall.
Nigel noticed the direction of Christina and furrowed his brows.
"Duke Tiffany, I would like to step away for a moment to have a word with an acquaintance."
Nigel thought for a moment and then bowed his head, asking permission from Duke Tiffany.
"Go ahead."
Duke Tiffany casually waved his hand, signaling that Nigel was free to leave.
Despite being her executioner and guard, she wore many life-saving charms, so it wasn’t easy for anyone to pose a threat to her.
Nigel nodded and crossed a series of long corridors, approaching the stand in the Skycrown Hall where Christina was.
"Oh, there’s even a strong maid here. You should be able to take two... no, three of my moves? No wonder you come from a wealthy Earl’s family."
Astrophel, his hostility growing stronger, finally shifted his gaze from Christina to Enon.
"..."
Like a bristling wolfhound, Enon’s trembling eyes emitted fierce warning signals, urging Astrophel to move away from Christina, or she would take action.
The air chilled in an instant.
Before Christina could think of a way to diffuse Astrophel’s provocation.
"Astrophel, return to your rightful place."
Nigel stepped in between them, placing his sheathed sword in front of Astrophel, gesturing him to stop harassing humans.
"Tch, I got it, Nigel. You don’t think I’m foolish enough to lay hands on a noble lady in the human world."
Astrophel, seeing Nigel’s approach and Duke Tiffany’s cold gaze from behind the fan, somewhat resignedly waved his hand.
His hands slipped into the pockets of his coat.
He then took out a letter from his coat pocket and handed it to Nigel.
Nigel’s gaze was unyielding, and he didn’t reach for Astrophel’s letter.
"Lord Perlman’s invitation, I’ve delivered it to you, Nigel," said Astrophel as if completing a task.
"..."
At the mention of that name, Nigel also uncomfortably shifted his gaze, followed by a prolonged silence, accepting the black envelope with stiff and slow motions.
The Demon World lord Perlman, administrator of the 10th sector, was also the strongest entity in the Poseen Kingdom.
And he had been Nigel’s mentor.
Nigel grew up alongside his mentor’s twin daughters, like siblings.
Now only the older sister remained.
Nigel dared not see her because her presence reminded him of the sister he had personally killed.
"It doesn’t matter to me whether you go or not."
Astrophel shrugged nonchalantly.
After all, Nigel was quite unwelcome among the Demon Race for being an executioner for the humans.
Lord Perlman’s birthday celebration for his daughter was scheduled for the following Sunday.
It also coincided with the evening the Platinum Level Card Maker test ended.
"Although theoretically, you can bring a friend, I suppose you don’t have any trustworthy friends among humans, since you’re a traitor yourself."
Astrophel’s voice carried pity, as if unable to understand why Nigel wasted so many years among humans.
"Think what you will."
Nigel simply stared down at the invitation.
"Nigel, I’ve heard you’ve been investigating behind The Senate’s back recently, but let me tell you secretly, the ’Parlony’s Grudge Record’ might be in The Senate’s hands. Don’t forget which side you truly belong to, and don’t let humans make a complete fool of you."
As Astrophel walked past, he patted Nigel’s shoulder and whispered in his ear.
"..."
Nigel remained silent, offering no response to the Demon World lord Astrophel.
"Uh, what if I heard some things I wasn’t supposed to?"
Christina retreated a little, her voice tinged with apprehension.
She was worried she had overheard secrets she wasn’t meant to. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
"What can you do about it if you heard?"
Astrophel’s cold gaze sent a shiver down Christina’s spine, and she froze in place.
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