"Lord Annan, doing that won't make her like you."
"You never know. She might even thank us."
"Thanks..."
Color returned to the Incubus's world. The more she looked at Annan's slightly boyish face, the more pleasing she found it.
Luoxi summoned a subordinate and told him to escort the Demon Rat to the Finance Department, then returned to Annan's side.
He had noticed Lord Annan's odd expression earlier and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Illymoyas's hand was just in my pocket," Annan said calmly, as if that weren't alarming.
Ever since Illymoyas's family had arrived, her Lair had been thoroughly looted. Every coin she had painstakingly stolen from Annan had been confiscated by Dragon Father and Dragon Mother under the pretext of, "You're still young. You can't handle this much money, so we'll keep it safe for you."
Illymoyas's Lair was left empty except for Illymoyas herself.
That night, Illymoyas never went back to her Lair. Unwilling to relive the nightmare, she spent the whole night in Annan's room.
Annan had never seen her so upset...
Luoxi knew none of this. As far as he could tell, Lord Annan's wife was obsessed with money, and everyone in the City Lord's Mansion was on edge. They had to cover their pockets even when walking past the door, lest a gust of wind carry off their coins.
"This can't go on."
"True..." Annan pondered. "We need to warn Yi's elders not to take a child's money."
The main problem was that Annan had no good excuse to bring it up. Every time he tried, Dragon Father and Dragon Mother shut him down with remarks like, "The whole of Free City is yours. You're that rich, and you care about a little money?" or "Yi hasn't even married