Jet-black Abyss or Ornstein's Fanatic Supporter

The Western Continent, in the Great Demon City where demons gather.

The Great Demon Tree, the final resting place for the souls of the demons, still stands in the center of the city, casting a shadow over all the residents. Only the shadow can bring the demons a sense of security.

The mass deaths of priests that shocked the entire Western Continent have now subsided.

Although there are still many rumors circulating, no one could have guessed that the truth behind the priests' deaths was that they saw something they shouldn't have seen inside the Great Demon Tree.

No one could have imagined it, except for one survivor.

Ounuo La, the youngest priestess, is the only survivor who has seen the contents of the Great Demon Tree, but survival is not without its price.

At least her thinking has changed.

Where, then, can we find it, in that Jet-black Abyss?

Alone in the palace, Ounuo La was lost in thought.

This time, she sent a group of demons skilled in disguise to the human world in order to find information about the Abyss. She heard that the human named Iliphis was very capable, but he was a partner of another priest. It would be good if she could recruit him to her side.

She searched through all the ancient books of the Great Demon City but found no record of the Abyss. This tormented her thirst for knowledge, which is why she sent her subordinates.

"I want to know more, I really want to know."

A look of fascination appeared in her eyes, but it was hidden by the blindfold.

Just then, the sound of footsteps interrupted her mutterings. A little boy, who looked almost human except for the two horns on his head, ran over, waving his magic wand and showing off:

"Sister Ounuo La, I've learned how to cast high-level magic without chanting!"

"Well done! Keep up the good work, and you'll definitely become the Demon King someday. After all, you're Demon King Bloodline."

Instead of her usual dazed expression, Ounuo La gently stroked the little boy's head like a kind older sister next door, offering words of encouragement.

The little boy was very happy, then his cheeks suddenly flushed, and he said shyly, "Then, then when I become the Demon King, sister, you can be my king, king."

Under her watchful gaze, the little boy ultimately lacked the courage to utter the words "Princess," and hurriedly ran away, saying, "I'm going to cultivate now."

If there were any shota lovers here, they'd probably be drooling with envy.

Ounuo La smiled as she watched the little boy run away, until his figure had completely disappeared from sight.

"Tch, a piece of trash with mixed bloodlines, not even remotely comparable to the Abyss."

Her gentle smile instantly turned into disdain, and her red lips uttered words that could break a little boy's heart.

The look on her face wasn't just ordinary disgust; it was the ultimate disgust that would make a pervert who enjoys being disliked by beautiful women cheer to the point of sudden death!

Each priestess supported her own Demon King Bloodline, and to avoid appearing too isolated, she naturally chose one as well.

The little boy's talent is actually quite remarkable. At such a young age, he has already reached the level of releasing high-level magic without chanting. Given time and the tempering of many years, he may be able to break through to the legendary realm.

But in Ounuo La's view, this was still not enough, not nearly enough!

The yellow flames and black abyss she saw were far beyond what a mere Demon King Bloodline with mixed bloodlines could compare to. She never took a liking to the little boy from beginning to end!

Perhaps it could be said that after she saw the abyss, she no longer believed in demon kings or anything like that. Who would believe in an existence that claims to be resurrected but has yet to make any progress?

"Abyss, oh abyss, when will we meet again?"

She cupped her face in her hands, revealing the hopeful anticipation of a little girl waiting for a gift, and swung her beautifully curved legs.

"I hope those guys I sent out will bring me good news."

If Gong Qiying were here, she'd probably have to be given a title:

[The Abyss's Fanatic Supporter]

"They entrusted us to take the Princess into the dungeon, and specifically requested that we go to Anor Londo?"

At this moment, Hasawi Squad is caught in a very troublesome dilemma.

Aleya carefully manipulated the plant in her hand, and several straws extended from the Straw Man's body, twisting and combining to form a sentence.

[Isn't this great? If we serve the Princess well, we might never have to work again in our lives, and my research funding will be sufficient.]

"No, no, no," Fingel shook his head and said, "Let me put it another way. This Princess Serena has only ever been to the Gourmet Area, which is like a playhouse. She wants to go to Anor Londo now, which means we have to take her to fight the Undead Legion first and then the Overlord. Since she wants to go to Anor Londo in the Painting World, we don't have to fight Sulyvahn. But it's still a lot of trouble!"

"No need to fight the Undead Legion. The portal in the Leyndell leads directly to the Catacombs of Carthus," Matilda added.

"That still seems like a lot of trouble."

Fingel let out a long sigh.

"Then should we refuse?" Matilda asked.

"No, I'll agree anyway. Iliphis is asking me for help because of a favor." Fingel forced himself to stay alert. "He saved me before, so this is me repaying his favor."

"Human relationships are truly terrifying."

"Yes, it's that scary. Why doesn't he take the Princess into the dungeon himself? Isn't he afraid I'll lose my bestial instincts and hurt her?"

"Besides, the Princess might not even like us. I've heard that Princess really likes Iliphis. If she suddenly hears that her companions who went on the adventure in Sien have been replaced by us, it will be troublesome if she gets angry."

Matilda could tell that he really didn't want to take this job but had no choice but to, so she shook her head.

Even if Princess Serena disliked them, there was nothing they could do but bite the bullet and go for it.

However, not long after, people from the Royal Palace arrived.

"Princess Highness is very much looking forward to adventuring with everyone. May we move the time forward? Princess Highness is eager to go."

The Hasawi Squad looked at each other in bewilderment.

"No need for any further preparation."

Just as Fingel was about to decline, the servant suddenly said:

Are you all worried about the difficulties in defeating the leader?

"... Yes, a little."

"Please rest assured, Her Highness Princess has already taken care of this matter. You will not need to fight against Overlord Wolnir again to enter Irithyll."

"Ah?"

Although I really wanted to ask the other party how the Princess did it, they clearly had no intention of discussing the matter in depth.

After thinking it over, everyone agreed to the request to leave earlier.

"That would be wonderful. I'll tell the Princess the good news right away."

The next morning, Hasawi Squad entered the Royal Palace and met the legendary Princess Sai Li.

The beautiful Princess stood with her back to them in the morning sun. As time passed, the bright sunlight gradually filtered through her hair, falling on her close-fitting armor and reflecting a pleasing light.

Even the highly protective silver armor could not conceal the Princess's graceful figure; her embroidered short shawl swayed in the breeze, giving her a beauty that was both dynamic and serene.

Just by looking at her back, you can tell that she is a quiet, beautiful, and elegant lady.

Fingel, who had previously been somewhat resistant, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and developed a liking for the Princess.

It wasn't because of her murderous aura, but because of the equipment she was wearing.

From a professional perspective, it's clear that this outfit was carefully prepared; it's not just for show, but rather a genuine suit for adventure.

These days, getting a pampered young lady to wear armor is extremely difficult. Not only did she wear it, but she also prepared meticulously, which made Fingel, an adventurer, very comfortable. He had initially thought the Princess be wearing a little dress when she entered the dungeon.

Welcome everyone.

In the hazy sunlight, Serena turned around, her skirt armor swaying slightly as she turned.

"I'll be troubling you all today. Oh?"

The elegant voice suddenly changed tone, and Serena let out a surprised sound.

No one understood why she reacted this way. Only Fingel frowned slightly, feeling that the Princess in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

Never mind, I can't remember.

Serena immediately realized her lapse in composure and quickly smoothed things over, urging everyone to set off with an expectant look, and together they arrived near the carriage prepared by the guards.

She rode alone in one vehicle, while Hasawi Squad rode in another, accompanied by dozens of knights who did not enter the underground city but merely guarded the route.

Once inside the carriage, Serena let out a long sigh.

"How could it be him?"

Despite having only met him once, she recognized Fingel. He was the guy who had given her a fright when she sneaked out of the Royal Palace to play and went to a residential area to see Urban Legend!

"Oh no, oh no! What if he recognizes me? Then my habit of sneaking out at night will be exposed!"

She has cleverly kept it a secret from everyone so far, and has absolutely not been discovered!

It seems I have to disguise myself and make myself look different from that night.

In the other carriage, Fingel gradually recalled everything, and an unbelievable thought surfaced in his mind.

That night, after visiting Tus, the woman I frightened on my way back was Princess!?

No way, why would she be in a place like that in the middle of the night? I'll observe her carefully later. It would be so embarrassing if I got this wrong. No, even if it's true, I can't say it out loud.

After getting off the carriage, he subtly focused his attention on Serena, feeling that she looked more and more like him.

"Um, everyone, shall we set off now?" Serena said with a somewhat unnatural smile.

"Yes, please stay with us, Princess Highness."

As he entered the Zane Dungeon and then Irithyll, Fingel felt that Serena's figure increasingly resembled the person he had seen that night.

The person I met that night was a little impulsive, but he also had a composed demeanor, just like the Princess now!

Just as he was about to make a conclusion, Serena suddenly moved.

"Whew~ I'm finally back!"

The previously quiet and composed Princess suddenly raised her arms and shouted, her voice echoing throughout Irithyll.

People were stunned.

"Hehe, I sneaked in with the knights once before, but we had just finished defeating the Overlord and hadn't even had a chance to admire the Irithyll of the Boreal Valley's Scenery before we were kicked out of the dungeon. It's been quite a journey to finally have the chance to come in again!"

Serena reached out and touched the armor, instantly transforming it.

The basic shape remains the same, but there are many, many more carvings?

Upon closer inspection, people exclaimed, "Wow, it's an old acquaintance Ornstein!"

Her armor was engraved with all sorts of Ornstein!

Even the original silver armor has been turned into the same golden yellow as Ornstein's!

"How is it? Doesn't it look good?"

She turned to look at the stunned Hasawi Squad, a proud smile on her face. Her entire demeanor suddenly changed, transforming from a gentle and quiet Princess into a vibrant and energetic young woman.

Fingel snapped out of her daze and asked in surprise and doubt, "Princess Highness, what's wrong?"

"This is called liberating your true nature. You won't tell anyone, will you? Although no one would believe you anyway."

"Uh, of course not."

At this moment, the perfect Princess image that Fingel had in mind began to crack.

At the same time, he began to doubt his conclusion that Serena was the hooded woman he had frightened that night. They didn't seem to be the same person at all.

"Hmph~"

A smug glint flashed in Serena's eyes. During her time in the Royal Palace, she had honed her ability to read people's expressions and had noticed the suspicion in Fingel's eyes early on.

Now that she has changed her demeanor, the other party's suspicions have immediately dissipated somewhat, so she has made the right move.

Not only can it dispel doubts, but it can also free you from putting on airs, killing two birds with one stone!

"Let's go, everyone! Our goal this time is to take a picture of me and Ornstein!"

"Huh? We've never heard of such a difficult requirement!"