Then Wouldn't That Make Us...
Her kindness was the reason she was loved, but it was also the flaw she could never let go of.
Maria didn't have any objections to this... After all, Theresa had quite a few capable people around her, and as long as she was willing to be strong, those people would naturally be willing to offer advice.
With their assistance, Theresa and the Demon King's throne are not so much of a concern.
After listening to Theresa's plans for the future for a while longer, Maria felt it was about time and rose slightly.
Is Lamaline here?
"Lamaline?"
Theresa was having a pleasant conversation with Maria, but when Maria mentioned Lamaline, her smile suddenly froze.
But then, as if something had occurred to her, her expression suddenly became complicated, and she looked at Maria with hesitation.
After hesitating for a while, she pursed her lips and spoke cautiously.
"She... should be in the Banshee Court right now."
"Then I'll go first..."
But I suggest you don't go yet.
Theresa shook her head, her tone tinged with worry.
"Um?"
Maria looked puzzled, wondering why.
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Chapter 351 Wouldn't this be chaos...?
Theresa's attitude was very subtle.
It was as if something major had happened on the Banshees's side.
This puzzled Maria for a long time, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't figure out what it was.
She also tried asking Theresa what was wrong, whether something had happened to the Banshees.
But Theresa shook her head, looking as if she couldn't explain it in a short time.
This made Maria even more confused.
She wanted to ask further, but soon the maids rushed over again, saying that an important matter had occurred and that Theresa needed to handle it.
Maria, knowing the priorities, let Theresa leave.
But though she left, Maria's doubts remained unresolved.
So, after thinking it over for a long time, Maria made her decision.
She still wanted to see Lamaline.
That makes sense.
Maria didn't Lamaline earlier because she didn't know how long she would stay in this place, and she was worried that if their meeting was too short, it would only make them more upset.
But now, she misses her.
In the past, even when facing Great Ones in her human form, Maria could remain silent and act decisively. But now, because of just one person, she hesitates.
"This is really outrageous."
Maria pursed her lips, lowered her head, and spoke softly.
Despite her hesitation, she still headed towards the location of the Banshee Court.
It's worth mentioning that as Lamaline's position on Theresa's side becomes increasingly important, the entire Banshee Court's status in Kazdel has also been significantly elevated.
Furthermore, within Kazdel, there is a large area that has been directly named the Banshee District... which can be considered as establishing their own royal city right at the foot of the royal city.
The Banshees's special treatment naturally aroused envy among the other Royal Court, but they couldn't say anything about it.
After all, the Banshees' current status is the result of a combination of many factors.
The Banshees also knew where it all began...
"It's still... pretty much the same as before."
Maria blinked as she looked at the vast expanse of gray-black city in front of her.
The Banshees have rather peculiar tastes... perhaps because their entire race consists of Banshees, they have a particular fondness for black and gray.
Whether it's clothing, decorations, architecture, or painting, the Banshees are fond of gray and black.
However, it must be admitted that, given the abundance of beautiful women, this aesthetic standard makes the Banshees, who already valued demeanor and literary cultivation, appear even more elegant and mysterious.
No wonder Warfarin referred to the Banshee Court as the Widow Court.
At first glance, they do have some similarities.
Maria stood on the edge of the city, while carriages slowly passed by. Elegant Banshees, each dressed in beautiful black silk, walked calmly down the street with their backs straight.
The ethereal aura of the Banshees is extremely unique; no matter how closely an outsider imitates them, they will be recognized at a glance.
This is what makes the Banshees so special.
Even Maria, if she were to wander in, would most likely be recognized.
This is not the outcome Maria wanted.
After thinking for a few more moments, Maria shook her head slightly.
Instead of walking straight ahead, she silently disappeared into the darkness.
Her black clothes blended perfectly with the surrounding black environment. With her slow pace, Maria moved through the streets with ease, as if no one was there, and arrived at the exquisite central administrative district.
Upon arriving here, Maria also sensed that familiar presence...
"Lamaline."
Maria blinked.
It's worth mentioning that the current administrative center is almost identical in structure to the former Banshee Court, and Maria could still feel a subtle sense of familiarity when she walked in.
On her journey, she would occasionally encounter patrolling Banshees guards, but each time, she was able to accurately foresee their appearance and hide.
And it was during this time that she gradually arrived at the place where her bloodline resonated most strongly.
Is it inside?
Maria blinked; she was just about to go in when she suddenly noticed the doorway was open.
Her gaze remained unchanged as she silently walked to a dark corner and quietly observed everything.
Before long, two gentle Banshees maids came out of the room.
They carefully closed the door, and after making sure their master hadn't been woken up, they looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
"The Lord seems to be in very poor condition..."
One Banshees spoke, and the other echoed her Banshees.
"Yes... nobody wants something like this to happen, right?"
"On the other hand... although it's not a good way to put it, thinking about it carefully, so much time has passed, it's inevitable that unexpected things will happen."
The first Banshees continued speaking, while the Banshees beside her subtly revealed her displeasure.
She reached out, grabbed the other person's face, and brought her own face very close.
"No!"
"Huh?"
"You won't allow me to talk about them like that!"
The little Banshees spoke seriously, which puzzled the Banshees beside her.
She felt she was telling the truth... After all, feelings are very uncontrollable; as time goes by, many things change...
Especially since the two of them haven't seen each other for so many years.
Any unexpected events are to be expected, right?
"That won't do either!"
The Banshees, somewhat angry, released her grip on the other's face and turned away.
"There must be some unexplained misunderstanding or accident... It's impossible for the two of them to have any emotional conflict!"
The Banshees spoke with great seriousness, which made her companions look somewhat helpless.
Both of them had been with the Lord and the Queen from the very beginning... They could be said to be the people in the entire Banshees clan who cared most about the Queen and the Lord.
Many of the original maids actually shared similar thoughts.
The princess and the lord are a match made in heaven...
In this situation, they certainly don't want any unexpected events to occur.
Only...
"After all, that's what Vise said..."
The Banshees continued speaking, trying to calm her somewhat agitated companion.
But seeing that the other person still seemed unwilling to talk to him, he shook his head slightly.
They said it's no longer possible...
She decisively leaned forward and, despite the other person's displeased gaze, took a bite out of him!
"Waaaaah! Waaaah!"
The other person clearly showed dissatisfaction. At first, she struggled a little, but as her back was pushed against the wall, and as she slid and bumped against the warm surface, and as she was gently stroked on her back, the girl's face gradually turned red.
A few faint tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Only when the other person slowly raised their head and exhaled a breath that still carried a hint of warmth did she vaguely come back to her senses.
Her face flushed slightly, and she gritted her teeth.
"Don't do that again next time!"
She was somewhat exasperated... Although the Lord didn't forbid their relationship, this was still the royal city!
What if someone sees us!
She was still a little shy.
"Okay, okay... let's continue when we get home."
The Banshees raised an eyebrow and gave the other person a flirtatious look, which made the other person's face flush even more.
His gaze towards the Banshees also turned somewhat displeased.
How come you only have this much on your mind all day long?
But... even though she was inwardly cursing, she still reached out her hand and walked away with the other person.
Only then did Maria slowly emerge from the shadows.
Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, she didn't say anything more and turned to look at the doorway.
Lamaline... is she very sad?
Why?
What happened?
And those two Banshees from before...
Um...
Maria blinked, but instead of lingering there, she turned and carefully pushed the door open a crack.
The room was dark, but to Maria it was still incredibly bright.
Brown wooden planks were laid out here, and the special carpets woven by the Banshees looked soft and comfortable.
The small room was crammed with things—bookshelves, a dressing table, a wardrobe, a bed, a sofa...
However, it doesn't seem to be used very frequently.
Lamaline probably doesn't come back here to rest very often.