Lamarian Is at the Door. (Continued)

The Banshees couldn't sense the oppressive aura emanating from Maria... they simply assumed their queen was quiet.

But for the already aggressive border residents, the terrifying gaze emanating from Maria sent chills down their spines.

They could always feel that chilling, bone-deep gaze.

You'll die...

You really can die!

This woman is not like those guys in the Babel who would only resort to force as a last resort.

She really does take action!

Just as Maria was used to, humans are not people who can be easily persuaded... Like the people of Babel, she hoped that tomorrow would be better, but unlike the other members of Babel, she could not simply persuade them to sit down and have a proper conversation.

In a sense, Maria preferred the deterrent effect of power.

And it was during such a time that...

The day they return to Kazdean... is slowly drawing near...

"This is Kazdel, Your Highness."

After confirming with the guards at the entrance, the Banshees returned to the train. The leader cautiously approached Maria and spoke.

Kazdel has undergone a complete transformation.

The buildings that Maria once saw now stand tall in the city, the bustling streets have been significantly renovated, the people on the streets no longer look like homeless refugees, and the shops on both sides are much larger than before.

Everything here is thriving.

Apart from...

Kazdel's top management.

Maria blinked.

Through the small train window, she could see flags everywhere.

This was a spontaneous action by the people of Kazdel... and it also represents their stance.

Some of them planted the flag of the Kazdel Military Committee, while others planted the flag of the Babel, but most planted both flags at the same time.

The people of Kazdel are unaware of the true political situation in their country, but they can see their lives improving day by day... Those who cannot see this change will recall the former glory of the Sarkaz from the radical actions of the Kazdel Military Committee.

To be honest, even Maria had to admit that, given the historical circumstances of Kazdel, this level of arrangement was the best option.

The only problem is... both the Babel and the Military Committee have far too much power.

Neither of them has enough prestige to suppress the other's existence simultaneously.

When forces are evenly matched, division is the only outcome.

This made Maria sigh.

Meanwhile, the Banshees Captain spoke up in a low voice.

"Then... Your Highness, what do you intend to do...?"

Although the Banshees knew that Maria had her own plans and preparations, they were still somewhat reluctant to part with Maria.

Whether out of personal admiration or to bring themselves closer to the Royal Court, they all desperately wanted Maria to appear within the Banshee Court.

As a legendary hero, Maria's appearance will elevate the status of the Banshee Court to a new level.

Only...

"I have my own considerations..."

Maria said, shaking her head slightly, and stood up.

Seeing this, the Banshees hesitated for a moment, then, knowing she couldn't stop Maria, could only bow to her with her hand on Maria chest.

"As you wish, Your Highness."

In the blink of an eye, the woman vanished before the Banshees' eyes.

Only the lingering scent of incense remained, a truly regrettable situation...

After silently leaving the Banshees' caravan, Maria did not act rashly.

Instead, they went to look for Warfarin first.

Unfortunately, Warfarin seemed to have other things to deal with over the years, and by the time Maria approached the location she remembered, the small clinic had already disappeared.

After asking around for a while, Maria learned that Warfarin had encountered a lot of trouble after she killed 'Dukale'.

Most importantly, at that time, some busybodies, whose origins are unknown, started to spread the news of Dukale's death... This surprised and puzzled the public.

Who killed Dukale?

Maria was unaware of the specific details of the debate; she only knew that the final result was that all the people unanimously believed that the Banshees were responsible.

But which Banshees it was remains unknown.

Then everyone started to unravel the mystery... and eventually focused their attention on Warfarin.

During that period, Warfarin.

After becoming increasingly annoyed with these guys, Warfarin made a decision.

She decisively chose to move.

This made Maria feel somewhat indebted to Warfarin.

However, since Warfarin cannot be found, Maria may have to seek help from someone else if she wants to truly understand the current situation in Kazdel...

Night falls in Kazdel Royal City.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, Kal'tsit."

Inside the royal city, the girl in white smiled as she looked at the large green cat in front of her, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Seeing that the other person still seemed hesitant to speak, she reached out and gently patted her shoulder.

"I know what I'm doing... More importantly, why don't you go take a look? They say that ship has already been cleared out."

Theresa spoke gently, but Kal'tsit in front of her felt only sadness.

She looked at the woman in front of her who was clearly at her wit's end, yet still smiled at her. After hesitating for a while, she sighed and looked up.

"I understand... I'll go check over there, but, Theresa, if you really can't hold on any longer, I hope you won't push yourself."

As Kal'tsit spoke, she pursed her lips, looked at the other person's smiling expression, and then hesitated before turning around and leaving.

Seeing that the other person had left and that her surroundings were quiet once again, Theresa finally let out a long sigh, a look of exhaustion on her face.

But she still didn't choose to complain to anyone. Instead, she turned around, went into her own room, and silently closed the door.

Despite being the Demon Lord of Kazdel, Theresa didn't have many luxurious decorations in her room; it was just ordinary, the kind of decor typical of ordinary people.

The day's fatigue did not bring any relief; the numerous documents piled on her desk meant that it was not yet time for her to rest.

After hesitating for a while, she shook her head slightly and silently encouraged herself.

"It's not time to despair yet, Theresa... you still have a chance."

As she spoke, she turned her head.

Even though it was gradually entering autumn, the temperature in Kazdel was still quite high, and after a busy day, she was covered in sticky sweat.

Since it was so late anyway, and it was unlikely that anyone would come looking for her, the young girl decided to indulge herself a little.

She slowly took off her clothes and gradually entered the bathroom.

Open the valve.

The icy water droplets slapped directly against her clean, fair skin. Perhaps she underestimated how cold the water was, because Theresa shivered slightly when she touched it.

Above her waist, the fruit on her slender chest trembled slightly, appearing exceptionally soft.

It took her quite a while to adjust to the temperature of the cold water before she silently stretched out her hand and tilted her head back to embrace the icy cold.

Water droplets slid across her lips, licked her neck, then gradually swept down her ribs, past her breasts, and straight down her body.

Her skin was pink and delicate.

After a while, when her hair was wet and her skin had gradually adapted to the temperature, she slowly turned off the valve, silently turned her head, and plunged into the cold bath.

Like a mermaid entering the water.

Her slender legs were crossed.

When it's lifted up out of boredom, it causes water droplets to fall in a continuous stream.

Theresa, however, just stared at it all, somewhat lost in thought.

In fact, given her status and position, simply wanting to take a hot bath would be an extremely simple matter.

Moreover, given her current reputation, even if she were to encounter an unexpected situation, there would still be plenty of people willing to help her solve any problems.

There are only two reasons why she still insists on washing with cold water.

One reason is that I want to cheer myself up and finish the last bit of work for the day before resting.

As for the other one... it's simply a matter of nostalgia.

When she was little, she and her brother could only squeeze into that small, dilapidated house, living each day thinking about how they would live the next day. Every time they took a bath, they would go to a small stream Kazdel City and wash themselves there.

The stream water in the wild is much colder than the water here, so after each wash, they don't leave immediately. Instead, they find a familiar spot nearby, light a small fire, and gather together to warm themselves.

Those were extremely impoverished days, but for Theresa, they were very memorable.

She never regretted becoming the Demon King, nor did she regret the countless arguments she had with her brother.

All she cared about was Kazdel's future.

But...

There are always a few days when she feels nostalgic.

I miss those incredibly tough, yet harmonious times...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh.

He tilted his head back slightly.

Her room was located on the very top floor of the entire Demon King's Castle, which is why her bathroom was one of the few places with a window.

The starry sky outside the window was incredibly bright, as if the stars had poured all their artistic talents into it.

Beautiful, and moving.

The pale blue moon cautiously peeked out from a corner of the window, looking exceptionally small and adorable.

And such a moon always reminds Theresa of someone.

A good person she didn't know how to face.

"Maria ..."

She spoke, her voice soft and distant.

To be honest, if we're talking about who in Kazdel has the most complicated feelings for Maria, it probably isn't Lamaline, who has a connection to her through their identities.

It was her, the Demon Queen Theresa.

Maria is truly an amazing person.

Unlike the other Sarkaz, she didn't keep her distance from Theresa, the Demon Lord, nor did she fawn over her like those petty people.

She is who she is, and she has always been steadfast in doing what she wants.

Before Theresa and the others revealed that they had inherited the Demon King's throne, she dared to stand up for the refugees and resolutely confronted Dukale was displaying terrifying power at the time.

When Theresa revealed her identity as the Demon King, she never sought to gain anything from it.

She saved Kazdel.

Theresa didn't even know how she felt about Maria.

There is no doubt that she harbors rather complex feelings for Maria... something quite different from other emotions.