Chapter 705: True Demonlord [36] (2/2)
”Sure, take him inside,” the nonchalant stare filled in a sudden gleam, the white pupil smiled, ”-hello master.”
”Kul,” they launched into a tight embrace, ”-never expected this visit.”
”Mere pleasantries won't aid in the slight discomfort I have against you…”
”Fair deal,” they entered, ”-head upstairs, I'll treat the man and come right up.”
”Master,” voiced she in shock, ”-I digress, this place isn't suitable for the likes of a princ-”
”No more talking,” said he gently, ”-take in the surrounding, dear Kul, adapt to survive.Go on, I'll be there shortly.”
”She's hot,” murmured Kinka.
”Not so loud,” they peeped and watched her climb the stairs.
”Don't mind us,” chuckled Froy, ”-been so long since we've seen a proper woman…”
”Take in the sight boys,” said Igna in jest, ”-looking isn't a crime.”
”What about a proper woman?” pouted Fia.
”Sorry, sorry,” Jonl jumped in, ”-they didn't mean it literally, let's say lady assassin is lesser noticeable…” damage control didn't work.
Trip into town didn't help much earlier the day. Starix's constant input, multitude of outfits, and facepalms ended in a standard modest business outfit.
'-Kul's already readied the ankle for further treatment,' *Mana Control: Healing Element Variant: Restoration.*
”HA-HA-HA-HA,” escaped from the training room.
”She must have told how I got hurt,” exhaled Meza in disappointment, ”-not my fault I get disgusted by insects, I hate them.”
”Done,” he stood, ”-take it easy for the next two hours. Don't worry about the supplies, I'll figure something out. Supervise the others, the day isn't far whereby the combined squads set to the battlefield.”
”Wait,” hailed Fia.
'Well equipped for a supposed abandoned building,' wondered the guest.
”I'm here,” the doors shut, ”-I heard a brief story from Fia, care to explain?”
”You mean the princess?” she lounged about and dug through the various shelves, ”-master, the books and papers are quite detailed. Am I to assume the research is about the plague?”
”Should I answer?”
”Therewith the sarcastic remarks,” she giggled, ”-no matter, I came here to audit thy way of life. I know it's selfish,” the flutters turned daggers, ”-sworn to thy name, I must endeavor for my monarch to be in an agreeable way of life.”
”I appreciate the sentiment – no need to worry about my abode, tis cozy. Care to explain why the military gave chase?”
”They didn't grant passage, therefore I wrecked the checkpoint and made for the location given Éclair. Thought I'd lose them in the alleys, the princess gave ample help, thus I returned the favor, and here we are.”
Moved to the kitchen, ”-want drinks?”
”Coffee should be enough,” her lips pressed, ”-no allow me to make the beverages.”
”Sit down,” said he with a fatherly authority, ”-for a demon to get nervous, the sun must have risen from the west.”
”Heh,” anxious laughter escaped, ”-be truthful, are you well?”
”Yes,” he handed the cups and sat opposite, ”-the princess and I have gotten to know one another pretty well. She's a good person by heart.”
”If his majesty has no qualms, I have no right to object,” a sip warmed the innards, '-delicious.'
”Come to discuss plans about the count's estate?”
”You knew?”
”Tis the logical path forward. The Chief will be handled by Starix – I'll call in a favor from the emperor, he owes me much from the rescue. About my time spend,” he shuffled to the laboratory, ”-here are a few samples of potential cures. Have Éclair take them to Rotherham University. I'll send the paperwork later.”
”What about the budget?”
”What budget, money isn't an issue. Besides, the property will be sold at a lowered rate. Glad you could make it, the meeting's over. Stay around or head on home, thy choice, Kul, I'll be in the lab.”
'I came all this way for a five-minute talk… why do I even bother.' Cup in the sink, '-Starix did say he wouldn't talk much. Does the homunculus know the king more than I do? Very annoying…'
*Click,* ”-careful!” yelled Fia.
”Eavesdropping,” glared Kul, ”-waste of time, wasn't it,” she slid along the handrail, ”-tell me, the area's infested with monsters, right?”
”Yes, why ask?”
”You,” she pointed to Fia, ”-care to come with, I'd like to blow off some steam. Where's the monster hideout?” killing intent froze the hall, disorderly glances, and petrified whispers jumped from person to person, '-I swear, monsters will be culled.'