Lin Naiyue immediately spotted Mei Fei, who looked terrified and still shaken.
She quickly let go of Dorothy’s hand, ran over, hugged Mei Fei, and gently patted her back to comfort her.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, the bad guys have been driven away.”
“Don’t be afraid, we’re here.”
Mei Fei was already scared out of her wits, having narrowly escaped having her throat slit.
Now, held in Lin Naiyue’s arms, all her grievances and lingering fear came flooding back.
“Wah wah wah, Lord Hero…”
Tears streamed down her face, her cat ears drooped, her tail tucked between her legs, and she sobbed uncontrollably.
Dorothy stood nearby, watching Mei Fei’s pathetic state, her mind drifting back a thousand years.
In the past, she too had been just as pathetic, only knowing fear when faced with danger.
Outside, several guards also sent by Consta dispersed the crowd gathered in front of the Golden Rose Inn.
Then, everyone together cleaned up the broken tables and chairs in the tavern hall.
About five minutes later, on the street outside the tavern, the crisp sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out.
Then came the sound of wheels grinding against the cobblestone road.
From the sound, it was a very luxurious carriage, and it was moving fast, stopping directly at the front door of the tavern.
Primrose looked toward the door.
A woman of extremely tall stature walked in from outside.
The moment she appeared, she instantly drew everyone’s attention.
She was a super gorgeous woman, exuding the charm of a mature woman from head to toe.
She had a head of wavy, long golden curls, meticulously styled, shining with a dazzling luster.
On her head was a white round hat, with a fine lace trim around the brim, elegant and neat.
Her upper body wore a jacket resembling a European-style suit, with a row of shiny silver buttons neatly arranged on the chest, and intricate white lace adorning the collar and cuffs, looking very splendid, the cut extremely tailored, perfectly outlining her figure.
Her lower body was a short skirt combining a suit and dress, with black knee-high boots on her legs.
This woman was the highest leader responsible for the management and defense of this border territory—Border Lord Consta.
Consta walked into the hall and immediately spotted Primrose and Lin Naiyue sitting in the center.
She quickened her steps and approached, not kneeling on one knee like her subordinates, but instead crossing her hands over her abdomen, slightly bending her legs, and performing a standard aristocratic curtsy, very elegantly.
“Border Lord Consta greets the great Primrose Goddess and the brave Hero.”
Consta’s voice was very pleasant, with a mature woman’s magnetism, filled with sincere respect.
Primrose looked at the woman before her.
She remembered that the luxurious carriage she had ridden during the day belonged to this lord, and now seeing her in person, she indeed matched the carriage’s style.
“Hello, hello.” Primrose didn’t want to put on airs as a deity. “Please, have a seat and talk.”
Consta straightened up, walked to a chair, and sat down.
Her posture was very upright and elegant, hands on her abdomen, back straight.
Primrose realized that Consta seemed more like a goddess.
‘This posture, this aura, it’s like a boss aura, so elegant.’
‘Should I secretly learn from her?’
Little did she know.
Consta was extremely excited inside.
‘She… she’s sitting together with the Goddess?!’
‘Is this a dream?’
‘The Goddess is truly beautiful, every part of her, her clothes are sparkling, constantly highlighting the Goddess’s gentle temperament!’
“Goddess, I’m truly sorry for being late.” Consta coughed lightly, her face full of apology.
Consta sighed, a hint of fatigue in her voice. “I should have come to pay my respects earlier.”
“It’s okay.” Primrose could guess. The border fought with the demon race today, there must be a lot of aftermath work for the lord to handle.
‘Ah… the Goddess is truly gentle.’ Consta felt that every time she spoke with Primrose, she felt as if she were bathing in a cloud, becoming light and floaty.
However, she knew she was here to discuss serious matters.
Her expression instantly turned serious.
“Goddess, I’ve actually been investigating these people for a long time.”
Consta said: “My subordinates just reported the assassins’ physical features and escape methods to me. I can tell you with certainty that these people are members of the Night Demon Society.”
“What is the Night Demon Society?” Lin Naiyue, sitting nearby, interjected curiously. “The name alone makes one uncomfortable.”
Consta turned to Lin Naiyue and patiently explained: “The Hero is right, they are indeed bad people.”
“The core doctrine of this organization is to worship the Demon King.”
Worship the Demon King?
Dorothy’s ruby-like eyes sparkled with interest, suddenly becoming intrigued.
‘I didn’t expect she had this kind of fan group among humans?’
“The Night Demon Society is a thorough cult organization. They operate specifically in border regions of various countries, their movements scattered and mysterious.”
“They believe human society is already rotten to the core, with greedy nobles and suffering commoners.”
“In their ideal blueprint, only by allowing the demon race to completely rule the human nations can the world be reborn.”
Primrose raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
‘A human organization that worships the Demon King? That’s a pretty common villain trope.’
“In fact, the people in this organization are not faithful believers at all.”
Consta continued: “The vast majority are desperate outlaws or impoverished people unable to survive.”
“A large portion have experienced painful ordeals, betrayed by lords or employers.”
“These people are filled with hatred for human society, so they take the Demon King as their spiritual support, and they try their best to contribute to the Demon King.”
Upon hearing this, Dorothy instantly lost interest.
“Tch~”
‘I thought they were genuinely worshipping me. Turns out they’re just some small fry.’
“Then why did they attack Mei Fei?” Lin Naiyue still had Mei Fei in her arms.
“It was to create panic.”
Consta said: “They are killing and setting fires everywhere in the border, specifically targeting unprotected civilians.”
“After killing, they leave marks. They want to create a sense of panic in people’s hearts that the demon race is omnipresent and invincible.”
“As long as the common people are afraid, their goal is achieved.”
“As for the matter of the Goddess, the Hero, and the Saint checking into the Golden Rose Inn, it was widely circulated during the day and was not a secret.”
“If they could kill the receptionist of the Golden Rose Inn right under the noses of several esteemed individuals, that would undoubtedly be a big event worthy of a celebratory banquet within the Night Demon Society.”
So that’s it.
Primrose understood.
“But…”
“Ohoho, hahaha, haha~” Suddenly, Consta seemed to think of something very amusing.