“Yo, you’re awake, cute demon race lady.”
Laiyinmute was standing in front of the dining table, chewing on something while holding the half-eaten sandwich that Emil had left behind.
Emil’s violet eyes stared sharply at the man who was definitely a pervert, and she took half a step back.
Her mind couldn’t help wondering how this guy knew she was from the Demon Race.
“You… how did you know I’m from the Demon Race?”
The man in front looked somewhat familiar, but Emil couldn’t remember where she had seen him before.
Upon hearing this, Laiyinmute almost choked on the food he was chewing.
He abruptly grabbed the juice Emil had just drunk and took a big swig.
Then, as if savoring the taste, he licked his lips.
With an expression like he was looking at an idiot, he raised his right hand with one finger pointing at her and said helplessly, “Come on, pretty lady, it’s not like I can’t see the horns on your head. And besides, there aren’t humans with violet pupils.”
“Ah… ah, so that’s how it is?”
Only then did she notice that the tattered robe on her body had disappeared, replaced by a nightgown that perfectly fit her size.
Suddenly Emil realized something and took another half step back.
A look of disgust had welled up in her violet eyes.
Seeing the cute demon race girl look at her own clothes and then take a half step back, Laiyinmute didn’t need to think to know what the girl was thinking.
Although it was indeed him who had changed her clothes, he had no ill intentions—he simply saw that Emil’s clothes were filthy and threw them away.
He said somewhat helplessly, “Don’t look at me like that. The clothes you’re wearing weren’t changed by me—my sister did it. Besides, you wouldn’t want to get into my bed wearing such filthy clothes, would you?”
As if somewhat helpless, he even sighed.
Hearing Laiyinmute say this, Emil realized she seemed to have misunderstood him, but she still didn’t quite believe it.
The vigilance in her eyes didn’t dissipate; after all, the things hanging on the walls of the room all indicated that this guy was a pure sadistic pervert.
Seeing the girl still like this, he felt a bit helpless.
‘This girl is hard to fool. The demons I’ve dealt with before were all pretty dumb, except for that third-in-command I fought at the Demon King’s Castle last time—he was a bit sharper.’
He raised his right hand and held up one finger by his chest, saying seriously, “I swear by the name of the Sword Saint Laiyinmute that I did not help you change clothes.”
Saying this, Laiyinmute didn’t even blush.
His next words, however, left Emil at a loss for what to say.
“Hey~ When you were being threatened by those animals, it was me who saved you. And now you actually suspect me, the Sword Saint? I don’t even know your name, miss.”
“Sigh, the world is cold.”
Then he put on a hurt expression, as if he had been wronged.
At that moment, Emil finally realized why the man in front looked familiar.
Wasn’t this the Sword Saint who had fought with her in a staged battle at the Demon King’s Castle that day?
No one could have known that this man looked so proper on the outside but had hung so many female portraits in his home.
And on top of that, he had that kind of fetish.
The disgust in her eyes grew even stronger.
Laiyinmute, on the other hand, performed a gentlemanly bow and said, “Then may I ask you to tell me, beautiful lady, what is your name?”
Just moments ago he looked somewhat aggrieved and hurt, but now his expression was completely different.
This left Emil speechless, but she didn’t dare let her guard down at all.
The man before her was the Sword Saint, one of the strongest people in the Eredin Kingdom.
She couldn’t help feeling a bit of fear—her attitude earlier hadn’t seemed very good.
She thought for a moment.
Of course, she couldn’t tell him her real name; she’d just make up a name.
“My name is Lafei, Emil Lafei.”
Why did she still keep her surname?
Because back then, she had been on the human side as an ally, and using it might earn a little goodwill.
Laiyinmute, as one of the leaders back then, would certainly know about the plan.
Hearing the surname of the name Lafei, he couldn’t help being startled.
He had heard this name before—it seemed to be the surname of a large family on the Demon Race side.
That third-in-command who had acted with him back then seemed to be from this family.
That person’s strength was great, especially his technique for manipulating people’s life force.
If it weren’t for his own Blessing of the Light Goddess and the fact that they were acting, if they really had to fight, he would probably have to put in considerable effort.
He smiled, then looked at Lafei and said, “Mm, Lafei, a cute name. But you stole my money, so I’ll send you to the Imperial Police Department, okay?”
Then he tossed the white bag that had somehow appeared in his hand, looking at Lafei with a grin.
“Ah… ah, no!”
Lafei was stunned, realizing that her plan to steal the money and run had already been seen through.
This man was going to send her to the Imperial facility that manages criminals.
As a high-ranking executive on the Demon Race side, she naturally understood human systems and laws.
She couldn’t help panicking and lunged to grab Laiyinmute’s leg.
Straining to squeeze out a few tears, she said pitifully, “Please, please don’t send me there, I’ll do anything.”
One must bow when under someone else’s roof.
This was just a temporary measure; it wasn’t because she didn’t want to go to jail and eat prison food or work at a sewing machine.
“Oh~ is that so? Miss Lafei will really do anything?”
That expression was so smug that even Lafei couldn’t help wanting to punch him in the face.
Again, she strained to squeeze out a few tears, pitifully.
“I… I’ll do anything.”
Hearing Lafei say this, Laiyinmute’s face broke into a mischievous grin.
Then he reached one hand behind his back.
This motion made Lafei involuntarily let go of his leg, and a chill ran down her spine.
“…”
“Ah… what’s this? Do I have to wear this? Can I not?”
Lafei sought Laiyinmute’s opinion, though it sounded more like begging.
At that moment, Laiyinmute was holding a set of black-and-white clothes, and one could vaguely see something lacy and mesh-like inside.
He smiled, still wearing that same grinning expression.
“No, okay? Otherwise, I’ll send you to the Imperial Police Department, okay?”
Lafei couldn’t help looking at the clothes; of course, she recognized them.
Many human clothes and other items had been introduced to the Demon Race side since she was part of the diplomatic faction—naturally, she was familiar with them.
This thing was called a maid outfit, apparently meant for maids who served people, but some humans also used it for foreplay.
Her face flushed a bit, and her expression became flustered.
She had been wearing robes and such all this time, and now she had to wear a skirt.
She had been a male before, though she wasn’t anymore.
She was still somewhat resistant, but to avoid prison food, she accepted the clothes with a look of determination.
‘I’ll go for it. What’s wearing a skirt compared to avoiding prison food?’
Just as she was about to change into it, Laiyinmute pressed her shoulder and pointed to one of the rooms with a somewhat disgusted look.
“That’s the bathroom. Go take a bath first. It’s not nice to be all dirty.”
Lafei was stunned on the spot.
Seeing her not moving, Laiyinmute brought his mouth close to her ear and whispered, “Could it be… Miss Lafei wants me to help you bathe? That’s fine.”