Zhu Xiaxia grew impatient and grabbed the little loli’s tail.
“I don’t care about all that.”
She dragged her out of the bathroom.
The restrained Demon King instantly lost all her strength and slumped weakly to the floor.
“No! Waaaah~!”
Of course, Zhu Xiaxia wouldn’t let her stay naked.
“Zhu Qiu, go to the Cloakroom on the first floor and pick out any outfit. I need to dress the Demon King,” she shouted toward the door.
“Where is the Cloakroom?”
Having heard the call, Zhu Qiu stepped out of Xiaguang’s room.
In her memory, there was no such thing as a Cloakroom in this massive Dragon Race Imperial Palace.
She had experienced this firsthand; the first time she came here, she had hated the change of clothes Zhu Xiaxia gave her after her bath.
She had searched the entire first floor and hadn’t seen a single piece of spare clothing.
“You can’t be talking about my wardrobe, can you?”
Zhu Qiu asked suspiciously.
“Of course not. The Cloakroom is the room right next to mine. Go pick something out for Mother. I need to stay here and watch the Demon King.”
“Alright!”
Zhu Qiu trotted over to the designated spot.
Sure enough, the three words “Cloakroom” were written on the door in both Human Script and Dragon Script.
‘How did I miss this before? Did I just overlook it?’
She stopped thinking about it; it didn’t matter.
Anyway, she quite liked her Little Dragon Pajamas now, so changing clothes felt redundant.
She stepped into the room.
Inside, racks of clothes were neatly arranged in long rows, featuring a wide variety of styles.
Boxes on the floor contained other types of attire.
It could be said that it had everything one could possibly need.
Since the Demon King was a little loli, Zhu Qiu randomly picked out a small pink dress, white thigh-high stockings, and various undergarments.
“Mother! I’ve picked everything out!”
She skipped back into the next room and handed the items to Zhu Xiaxia.
“Good. Now, wait for me at the door for a moment.”
“Okay.”
‘What will she look like?’
Zhu Qiu waited at the door with great anticipation, wondering what the Demon King would look like in those clothes.
The Black-haired Little Loli was forced into the clothes by Zhu Xiaxia and was now being led along by her tail.
“Will you behave yourself now?”
“Uuuu~”
The Demon King loli now had a tiny bit of Magic Power—just enough—and she desperately wanted to cast Magic to escape.
However, with her tail being held, not only would her casting be interrupted the moment she tried, but even if she succeeded, her tail would surely break off.
The mere thought was terrifying; having her tail snapped off was a hair-raising prospect.
The little loli truly had no chance left.
At this moment, she was like a lamb to the slaughter—the bath had been the cleaning process, and now she was about to be sent to the grill.
Standing to the side, Zhu Qiu was a bit puzzled to see the little loli acting so submissive.
But the moment she saw what was in Zhu Xiaxia’s hand, she understood immediately.
As expected, when it came to bullying others, Zhu Xiaxia was the expert.
“Bleh, bleh, bleh! That’s what you get for provoking me! You’re finished now! Hehe!”
Zhu Qiu made a face at the little loli.
Once Zhu Xiaxia dragged the Demon King back into the room, she didn’t hesitate to snap the Devouring Lock onto the loli’s ankle.
She used her pressure to activate the Sub-ball and then finally let go of the tail she had been holding.
The moment she was released, the little loli collapsed to the floor as if a massive weight had been lifted.
Feeling her Magic Power being sucked dry, she felt like her life was over.
She even felt like dying.
“Waaaah~ My Magic Power.”
Zhu Xiaxia then produced an Interrogation Chair from nowhere and placed it in the room.
She hoisted the fallen Demon King onto it and locked her hands into the restraints.
“Alright, Demon King. I’ve given you your dignity; now it’s time for you to repay me.”
“Uuuu~”
As a great Demon King, losing her Magic Power, being captured, and now being locked up for interrogation… she truly looked the part of a defeated loser.
“But we haven’t even had a real duel yet! Besides, there are two of you and only one of me. This isn’t fair! I won’t tell you anything! Even if my Magic Power is drained, the great Demon King will never yield! I will fight you to the very end!”
The little loli began to descend into her fantasies again.
Zhu Xiaxia calmly stroked Zhu Qiu’s head, flashing the gentle smile of a mother toward her daughter.
“Zhu Qiu, I’ll leave the interrogation of the Demon King to you. Mother has other things to attend to, so I’ll go get busy. You should know exactly what to ask, right?”
“Leave it to me? Are you sure? I’m afraid I won’t do a good job.”
Zhu Qiu was a bit worried.
After all, this was her first time interrogating a prisoner, and mistakes were inevitable.
“Mother believes in you. You just need to get the Demon King’s basic information. If it doesn’t work out, Mother will be here to back you up. Good luck!”
Zhu Xiaxia encouraged Zhu Qiu, seeing this as an opportunity to train Zhu Qiu’s skills in the art of conversation.
“Okay! I’ll take this job!”
Zhu Qiu patted her chest confidently.
‘Mother trusts me so much, I absolutely cannot let her down!’
“Hey, hey, hey! What do you two think I am?!”
Zhu Xiaxia ignored the protest and walked straight out of the Interrogation Room.
“Ahem! Hmph! Hmph!”
Zhu Qiu cleared her throat twice for emphasis.
“Silence! You are a prisoner now. On behalf of the entire Dragon Race, I will begin your interrogation!”
As expected of Zhu Qiu, she fell into the role instantly.
“I am not a prisoner! I am the Demon King! An existence that makes the world tremble!”
Clearly, the Demon King was unwilling to cooperate.
Zhu Qiu thought for a moment and asked the question she considered most important:
“What is your name?”
“Me? You think I’d tell you?! I’m telling you, it’s absolutely impossible!”
“If you tell me, I’ll give you your freedom.”
Zhu Qiu went straight for her trump card.
Under the temptation of freedom, would the Demon King be able to resist?
“Really?”
The little loli suspected this Young Dragon had taken the wrong medicine.
“Yes!”
“To be honest, I don’t have a name. Among the people I used to know, everyone just called me Lord Demon King.”
The Demon King chose to believe her.
“Since you don’t have a name…”
Zhu Qiu pinched her chin, looking thoughtful.
“Then I’ll call you Xiao Hei!”
Hearing that name, the little loli’s fur practically stood on end.
“Isn’t that a name for a little black dog?! I am the Demon King! The Demon King, do you understand?! This is a total insult to my character!”
“Or maybe… Dahuang? Wangcai? Fugui? Pipi?”
“Those are all names for mutts! Can’t you come up with a normal name?”
She was so frustrated she was on the verge of tears.
“I don’t care. I can’t think of any other good names. You have to choose one from those.”
“I refuse!” the Demon King rejected.
“Well then, no freedom for you. Ehehe~ Freedom~”
Zhu Qiu laughed mischievously.
“Fine… let’s go with Xiao Hei. It’s not completely unacceptable.”
The Demon King could only swallow her pride for now.
Once she was free, she wouldn’t care about being called black or yellow.
“Great! Xiao Hei, you have a name now!”
“…”
Xiao Hei couldn’t understand why this Young Dragon was so excited.
“Alright, next question. Xiao Hei, why did you attack Xiaguang?”
Zhu Qiu, who was giggling just a second ago, suddenly became serious.
“It’s because they were in my way.”