Chapter 242: A Date with Twists and Turns

In a corner of the commercial street, Baron Avisler was talking eloquently to a tall succubus girl, recalling his "glorious achievements" in elementary school.

However, his audience clearly had no such interest. As Avisler talked endlessly, the succubus girl had already started yawning, her eyes unfocused, as if she could fall asleep at any time.

Just then, Baron Avisler's peripheral vision caught a familiar face, and his whole body became as excited as if he had discovered a new continent, as if flames were jumping from his eyebrows.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Seeing the sudden flame, the succubus girl was startled, jumping away quickly as if electrocuted.

However, Avisler ignored it entirely.

At this moment, all his attention was focused on the man less than ten meters away.

"... I never expected you to be this kind of person! Hahahaha, I truly misjudged you, Mr. Luo Yan. I had thought you were deeply in love with Miss Mi Ya, and thus bore the pain of letting go, silently blessing you both in my heart. Yet, I never expected that after only a few days apart, you would be dating another woman on the commercial street!"

Baron Avisler's face was full of the smile of a winner, as if he had caught a huge handle.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was doing the same thing at this moment.

——Dating?!

At the moment she heard this word, Vivian's face turned red, and steam seemed to float above her head.

Originally, this cat or dog suddenly jumped out, and she was already a bit irritable, and hearing the name "Mia" made her want to roll her eyes, however... this guy's words made quite a bit of sense.

Dating... hehehe...

Vivian secretly glanced at Luo Yan, lowered her head shyly, but the corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably, almost to the sky.

Baron Avisler didn't know that his casual remark had inexplicably saved half of his life.

Luo Yan looked expressionlessly at this flame demon who didn't know where he jumped out from, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Who are you?"

The species in Hell are too rich, even if the demon with a lower degree of mixed blood is okay, the succubus is already a bit difficult for him, not to mention the flame demon.

Of course, he refers to face blindness.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yan didn't recognize him, Baron Avisler's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and his whole face swelled like lava churning.

However, as a noble who prides himself on elegance, he still restrained his inner anger, took a deep breath, and tried to maintain his demeanor.

"Who I am is not important, what is important is... I feel sorry for Miss Mia."

"Are you familiar with her?"

"Still... okay, she... she should have heard my name... haha." Baron Avisler's eyebrows continued to twitch, and the expression on his face gradually couldn't hold back.

——That is completely not knowing each other at all.

Luo Yan looked helplessly at this little role jumping around.

Originally, he thought it was someone from the Dragong family peeping in the dark, but the other party hadn't appeared yet, but first came a guy who was inexplicable.

It seems that the aftermath of that birthday banquet is much greater than he imagined.

Unlike Baron Avisler, the succubus girl standing beside him had a look of excitement in her eyes.

"You... are you Mr. Luo Yan? I... I am Sandra Lustway, very... very happy to meet you..."

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, the horns on her head swayed gently, and her expression was full of reverence and joy like a fan meeting an idol.

Luo Yan nodded, before he could speak, Vivian, who was grabbing his arm, glared fiercely at the annoying flame demon.

Due to the consecutive trigger of the Mia keyword, her originally stable spirit exploded again.

"Where did the wild dog come from? My cough... Luo Yan is not a person!"

Close call!

Almost exposed the scandal of the Prince Kelin family.

Vivian was proud of her witty change of words for a second, not noticing at all that Luo Yan beside her was almost choked by saliva.

The flame demon standing opposite was also stunned, his mouth open and unable to speak for a while.

Perhaps recognizing Vivian's identity, his arrogant momentum weakened instantly, and his neck shrank back.

"Ke, Miss Prince Kelin?! You, why are you here?"

"Don't you have eyes? Date, dating!" Vivian's face flushed red, grabbing Luo Yan's arm tightly for fear of being shaken off, while gnashing her teeth and glaring at Baron Avisler, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Baron Avisler looked at her dumbfounded, then woodenly turned his head to Luo Yan, his eyes full of jealousy—even resentful fire.

Why!

A mere human, not only won the favor of Miss Mia, but also was as close as lacquer and glue with the eldest lady of the Prince Kelin family!

On the contrary, he didn't get the invitation to Miss Mia's birthday banquet, and was thrown out of the door by those servants with dog eyes!

He hated it!

Ah ah ah!

Avisler felt flames shooting out of his throat, and the flame crystal was like burning.

He took a deep breath, took out a glove burned pitch-black from his pocket, and threw it on the ground with a slap.

"Mr. Luo Yan, I want to duel you!"

Looking at the glove on the ground, Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, his expression strange looking at Avisler, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Are you serious?"

Hearing You You's phantom floated beside Luo Yan, cheering for the fun of it.

"Beat him! Beat him! Demon King, I can see it, his soul level is only Bai Yin at highest!"

Baron Avisler raised his chin slightly.

"Why? Are you afraid?"

Noticing the movement here, passersby stopped one after another, casting interested gazes here.

Luo Yan smiled lightly, waved his magic wand casually, and a thin skeleton hand drilled out of the ground, picking up the glove on the ground.

"I just think it's a waste of time, disturbing my date with dear... Miss Vivian."

Close call.

He almost exposed the scandal of the Prince Kelin family.

Suddenly, Luo Yan felt his arm sink, turned his face slightly, and saw a certain vampire already hanging on his arm. The ears exposed outside the hair were as red as a burning horseshoe, and as for the face... it was completely covered by hair.

Hmm...

Did I say something wrong?

Looking at the legendary Miss Prince Kelin, who was as fierce as a dragon, being adjusted to this bird-like appearance, Baron Avisler became more jealous, gnashing his teeth and saying.

"Very good, three days later we will be at the arena of the Demon Capital—"

Luo Yan shook his head.

"Don't be so troublesome. Just in the nearby park."

"Ah?" Avisler was stunned, his face with a bit of helplessness, "No, now?"

He hurriedly glanced at Miss Sandra beside him, casting a questioning look at the latter.

However, the latter just gave him a cold look, pretending not to be familiar.

Luo Yan's eyebrows raised.

"Are you afraid?"

It is also possible to go back on it.

Luo Yan hoped that this guy would know the difficulties and retreat.

He had no interest in the weak, and the reason why he chose the park was also to give this guy some face.

The Dragong family has more than one title, even if they lose a Baron fief, it doesn't matter, but Avisler might really only have one Baron title, and if he loses it, he will really become a commoner.

However, there are not many normal-brained guys in Hell, Avisler clenched his fists, and anger rushed to his forehead instantly.

"Afraid? Human, you are playing with fire!"

"I don't have that interest."

Luo Yan cast his gaze toward the park next to the commercial street.

"Then let's make it quick."

Supernatural combat power is not equal to absolute strength.

Although this guy's strength seems to have Bai Yin-tier, in essence, he is no different from Baron Gess, both are wine bags and rice bags, at most the former has exercised seriously.

After all, Hell is a place where the strong are respected, unlike human society which is so orderly. A noble without supernatural power can run rampant in his own territory, no one dares to disobey, but a demon without supernatural power, even if he has a noble title, may be stepped on by other demons with supernatural power in his own territory.

Luo Yan calls this "server culture".

He is a flexible person, whether it is Hell's way of playing or the surface's way of playing, he can easily adapt.

A group of people moved to the park, and the demons and undead passing by gathered one after another, obviously quite interested in this duel.

Seeing more and more people watching, Vivian reluctantly let go of Luo Yan's arm and whispered.

"Be careful... I'll wait for you on the side."

As soon as the voice fell, she glared fiercely at Avisler, her eyes like a fierce Hell hound.

Baron Avisler couldn't help but shiver.

He was not afraid of Luo Yan, after all, the other party was also a Baron, and there was no advantage in status. As for the Demon King, that is a position, just like a Viceroy, only having specific authority in specific places, and it doesn't count for much in the Demon Capital.

But Prince Kelin family's little ancestor...

Her reputation in the noble circle of the Demon Capital is not a joke.

This guy is a lunatic who has beaten all his peers, and dares to bare his teeth to anyone!

However, things have come to this, he has no way back.

Now his only chance is to defeat Luo Yan fiercely in this duel and let Miss Prince Kelin see the reality clearly.

He must let her see clearly that this man is just a flower-hearted radish that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Watch it, Partridge—no, Miss Prince Kelin!

He is not worthy of your favor!

Baron Avisler regained his fighting spirit, cleared his throat, and read in an impassioned voice.

"I am Avisler Leile, Lord of the Black Thorn Hill Baron Fief, member of the Stonewell Magic Species Observation Association, honorary vice president of the Flame Demon and Goblin Friendly Cooperation Exchange Association, secretary-general of the Goblin Torture Research Association..."

After reading more than a dozen titles in a row, Baron Avisler finally slowly drew out a short scepter inlaid with rubies.

Luo Yan looked at him expressionlessly, ready to let him make the first move, but saw that the chattering mouth didn't read the spell, and squeezed out another opening remark.

"... This duel concerns honor, concerns loyalty, concerns the purity and nobility of blood!"

"I want everyone in the Demon Capital to know that the loyalty of love is sacred and cannot be betrayed, and the dignity of nobles is sacred and cannot be violated!"

"..." Luo Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and the raised magic wand was put down again.

He was not the only one speechless.

Miss Sandra, who felt ashamed, had already slipped into the crowd watching, and Miss Vivian, who was standing on the edge of the crowd, had already couldn't help but yawn for the second time.

The onlookers saw that they hadn't fought for a long time, some demons couldn't help but leave, and then new demons and undead curiously gathered around. A demon veteran with a scar on his face leaned to the side and asked the goblin in a low voice.

"What is this guy saying?"

"Don't know... seems to say something about the dignity of nobles being sacred and inviolable, sacred and cannot be betrayed."

"This guy..."

The demon veteran's fist couldn't help but clench, gnashing his teeth but unable to refute, while the Hell dwarf with a violent temper couldn't help but open his mouth.

"The dignity of the nobility is sacred and inviolable... Do we soldiers who have bled for the Underworld have to endure your wanton ravaging! You scum, you are the traitors who betrayed the Demon God!"

Buerge, who had just come out of the tavern, was already full of fire, and looking at the flame demon Baron who was righteous and eloquent, he vented his anger.

Hearing Buerge's voice, the demons, Hell dwarves, and even goblins at the bottom also shouted.

"That's right!"

"The honor of nobles cannot be violated, does that mean our honor is not honor!"

"You coward hiding behind honor! Have you been to the front line for a day?"

!

"Clearly enjoying the glory of peace, yet daring to speak wildly... challenging the Demon King to a duel! Why don't you go fight the humans on the surface?"

"What?! This guy wants to duel the Demon King?"

"Hehe, isn't it... just a running dog of the hearing."

Blame only the fact that Baron Avisler's fart words were too many, and the goblins watching didn't have such a long brain circuit. After being wrapped around by this cloud-like mess, they only remembered the part they wanted to hear.

What noble honor, what violation... in short, just those few words.

Superimposed on the news they saw in the newspaper recently, they didn't need to listen to Avisler's explanation at all, and automatically made up a "logical" story in their heads—

This shameless Baron is defending the honor of nobles!

And the poor Demon King is the object persecuted by nobles led by Baron Avisler!

Looking at the indignant demons and undead, Baron Avisler was dumbfounded.

What the hell is a running dog of the hearing?

But compared to being dumbfounded, he was more annoyed.

Even if it was the Baron of Black Wind Fort, how dare these guys talk to him like this?

"What are you cheap dogs barking about! Do you have no work to do?"

This sentence instantly ignited the anger of the demon crowd.

"Old man is off work!"

"Have you ever done any work?"

"Damn... the Demon King just said two words for us, are you guys going to kill him?"

"His Majesty the Demon God will not support you! By the way... the Demon King was personally appointed by His Majesty the Demon God!"

"Want to move our Demon King... step over our corpses first!"

"That's right! Defend the Demon King!"

"For the Demon King! For His Majesty the Demon God!"

"Ooo ooo ooo!"

As the saying goes, there are many goblins.

Standing in the middle of the demon crowd, even the most timid goblin became as bold as a Hell dwarf who had drunk wine, not to mention that in a few words they had found the legality in logic—they were defending the dignity of the Demon God!

Under the wrapping of the demon crowd, the indignant Hell veterans and goblins who took advantage of the fire rushed toward Baron Avisler.

Even with Bai Yin-tier strength, Baron Avisler panicked for a moment, waving the scepter in his hand in a hurry.

"Ignorant guys! Roaring flames, please listen to my call, punish this group of rude people

Howling flames surged out from the ruby at the top of the scepter, condensing into two sturdy fire elemental spirits on the road paved with obsidian.

Those burly figures stood like a city wall, shielding Baron Aweisile in the middle, one in front and one behind, before their city-gate-sized palms slammed fiercely toward the hell veterans rushing up.

Several hell dwarves were sent flying head over heels by the slaps, tumbling backward through the air and hitting the ground with a thud.

However, not long after, over a dozen water arrows flew in from all directions, dousing the two fire elemental spirits like a stream of urine, causing them to hiss and smoke while letting out pained wails amidst the steam.

Baron Aweisile hurriedly brandished his scepter, condensing over a dozen fireballs above his head, only for them to be met by rocks thrown at his face, forcing him to retreat repeatedly in a state of being unable to fend them off.

This guy perfectly illustrated what it means to be unable to fight off a crowd with only two fists.

The demons besieging him were at most Steel-tier, and more than half were Black Iron or even commoners; yet, after only two rounds, this Bai Yin-tier Flame Demon was already on the verge of collapse.

"Enough! I'm going to hang you all! Damn it—you are destroying a sacred duel!"

"Wait a second—this is a misunderstanding! I'm here for Miss Paderiqi; what exactly is this hearing you're talking about?"

"Stop at once! I'll say this one last time! This is your final chance to avoid punishment! Otherwise—"

"Damn it! Do you people even listen to anyone? Are your brains the same as those of cave spiders?!"

Baron Aweisile roared in exasperation, but absolutely no one was listening to him.

In a sense, this was not necessarily a form of retribution.

This guy who only talked to himself and never listened to what others had to say had finally run into a group of "equally matched" opponents.

These people were just like him; the "code" in their heads didn't exceed three lines.

And his threats were completely useless; after all, there were simply too many demons and undead besieging him, and he himself was not the type of noble with much power.

Even if only to appease the anger of these hell veterans, the council's choice in the end would most likely be to turn a blind eye, rather than to uphold any justice for an insignificant person.

Not to mention that he wasn't exactly in the right either.

Watching Baron Aweisile roaring in exasperation, Luo Yan put away the magic wand in his hand with a strange expression.

Although he didn't know what had happened, it looked like he wouldn't need to intervene.

Meanwhile, standing at the edge of the demon crowd, Vivian was staring at him intently, her eyes sparkling.

As expected of my elder brother!

With just a slight move—no, wait, he didn't even move at all, relying solely on the Demon King's majesty to ruthlessly pin his opponent to the ground and ravage him...

Simply too cool!

Not far away, Baron Aweisile had been forced into a brawl with a group of hell veterans.

He had just knocked down an undead warrior with a punch when he was kicked hard in the butt by a hell dwarf who had rushed up from behind.

He cursed angrily, activated the power of his Flame Demon bloodline, and turned back to slap him, but the thick-skinned Steel-tier hell dwarf only let out a light grunt, not even breaking his defense.

At this moment, the undead warrior he had previously knocked down had already wobbled to his feet and charged up with a roar.

"For justice!"

Aweisile: "???"

You bunch of people are beating up on me, and you actually have the nerve to mention justice?!

In less than five minutes, Baron Aweisile was beaten black and blue, his face a mess of red and black, his clothes tattered, lying on the ground in a pathetic state.

This group of commoners didn't dare to actually beat a noble to death.

Seeing that he had lost his fighting capability, they all scattered, and then, after someone blew a whistle, they all fled in a rush... and also made off with Baron Aweisile's ruby scepter, as well as any other jewelry visible on his person.

Nearby patrolling guards hurried over, helped Baron Aweisile up from the ground, and asked nervously.

"My lord, are you alright?"

Baron Aweisile, with a dark face, brushed the dust off his clothes and said through gritted teeth.

"I am fine..."

Pursuing the responsibility of a group of poor wretches would do him no good at all; instead, it might cause his humiliating incident to spread throughout the entire Demon Capital.

After struggling for a while between his pride and upholding justice, he ultimately chose his pride, enduring the humiliation.

Just you wait...

Aweisile looked viciously at the Demon King, only to be stunned to find that the latter had already disappeared.

This guy hadn't even watched him get beaten up to the end; he had left at some point in the middle.

Baron Aweisile's face turned the color of a pig's liver, his lips trembling with rage, his flame crystal nearly exploding.

The guards nearby looked at each other, not daring to ask more, let alone speak.

Meanwhile, not far from the group, Aisha Beier, hiding in the shadows, witnessed everything, excitedly wagging her heart-shaped tail as if she had discovered a treasure in the labyrinth.

She had been secretly following the Demon King, hoping to find an opportunity for an interview, but she hadn't expected to miss the interview opportunity and instead get such a huge scoop.

"Baron Aweisile, in order to defend the dignity of the hearing, initiated a duel with the Demon King... The righteous hell veterans, in order to defend their own dignity and the glory of the Demon God, bravely stood in front of the Demon King... Hehehe... It's simply perfect!"

Holding the recording crystal in her hands, a flush of intoxication rose to Aisha Beier's cheeks.

However, just as she was fantasizing about the news within her grasp, a calm voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

"Candid photography isn't a good habit, you know. Although I don't mind, the Prince Kelin family surely wouldn't like a sneaky little mouse following their young master around."

Aisha Beier shuddered, her tail standing up like an antenna.

She turned around tremblingly, and as expected, met a pair of deep purple eyes.

"De, Demon King-sama..."

Her body went completely stiff, her legs trembling, nearly giving way.

Luo Yan looked at her with a half-smile, reached out, and took the recording crystal ball from her hand.

He had originally thought it was someone from the Delagong family observing in secret, but he hadn't expected that the Delagong family would at least care a little about their image, while today he had run into some small-time characters who didn't know the meaning of death.

Sneaking photos of the Prince Kelin family's little ancestor—this guy was truly even braver than Baron Aweisile.

Did this person have no relatives left in the Underworld?

As for why he knew this person had no connection to the Delagong family, the newspaper logo on the crystal ball had already betrayed her identity.

This guy was actually a reporter!

Vivian yawned, sizing up the reporter lady who had been taking candid photos, her sleepy eyes looking as if she were watching a bat hanging from a tree.

"My dear... Mr. Luo Yan, how about you leave this succubus to me to handle?"

She hated succubi the most.

These thieving vixens only knew how to seduce other people's brothers all day long.

And this one was particularly excessive, actually daring to sneak photos of her respected and dear elder brother...

A crime compounded!

Luo Yan looked at Baron Aweisile in the distance, then at the reporter lady with weak legs in front of him.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly understood something, a playful smile appearing on his face.

"I'll handle it myself."

(End of chapter)