Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Five: Take My Staff, Old Sun! / Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Six: The Sect Master Recites a Poem ...

Yuri Wanitangi looked at Luo Hao with mixed feelings. She could tell that Roy did not like her. Compared with the fondness he showed toward his close knights, Erica and Liliana, when he faced her, Roy simply did whatever pleased him.

But because of him, Yuri Wanitangi and her family had risen greatly in status in Japan. They were respected by everyone. Seeing the happy smiles on her parents' faces when they returned home each day, hearing them excitedly chatter about how their little shop's business had improved and that they might need to open a branch, and watching them happily argue over the location of the new shop, Yuri naturally knew who had granted her family this privilege.

Although she was a talented miko, Yuri's status in Japan's occult world was not particularly high. It was worlds apart from Princess Alice's position in Europe. Moreover, the Historical Records Compilation Committee was essentially a political organization, so it naturally would not grant the miko under its jurisdiction much political standing.

Yuri was grateful to Roy for the changes in her family. Yet she also feared him and felt a faint hatred toward his demonic nature—the Demon King who toyed with a girl's body and heart.

Even though seeing this Demon King, who had ravaged the land, nearly frightened Yuri into fainting, she still clenched her teeth and stepped forward for her sister's sake. Lowering her head and not daring to look him in the eye, she boldly spoke.

"Who are you? Roy and I are here. What right do you have to speak to us?"

Roy had not yet spoken when the Sect Master beside him shouted sharply. Her star-like beautiful eyes flashed with killing intent before she turned to Roy and said, "...Is this woman another of your concubines?