After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 117 - 116 Lots of Gifts

Chapter 117: Chapter 116 Lots of Gifts

Cassiopeia and Satan Ye had met... This seemed like an event that would unfold over thousands of words with overt and covert struggles, filled with various forms of boasting and goodwill-building during their conversation.

But in reality, fact differed from fiction. Cassiopeia and Satan Ye, with the help of Hilena, interacted with considerable politeness in an official manner, engaging in a complicated discussion.

The main conversation delicately and artfully inquired whether Cassiopeia wanted to stay in the Demon King Territory, how many days she planned to stay, and in the future trades, what the Silver Moon Tree Court might need.

It was akin to negotiating a business collaboration.

After all, even someone as naive as Cassiopeia or as inexperienced as Satan Ye still needed to maintain a certain degree of caution during their royal exchanges.

The former was naive, not foolish; the latter was inexperienced, not stupid.

They knew when it was appropriate to act certain ways. While they may act out or act cute in Yila’s presence, and even engage in improbable schemes, now, for their first meeting as royals, it was not the time.

Yila estimated it would take a while for them to finish their conversation, so he stayed in his room, sorting through the gifts from the elves... Mostly small snacks and sachets, as such items were commonplace gifts.

There was also a commemorative dagger, meant more as a decorative or collectible piece rather than for self-defense. It felt like eighty percent of the forging budget was spent on the intricately carved dagger scabbard.

Yila meticulously sorted and categorized the elves’ gifts, realizing that the most abundant items were sheet music for their poems... Something many coveted but couldn’t obtain, yet Yila could fill one and a half drawers of his nightstand with them.

To have this quantity, even in legendary tales, was an impressive amount.

If these artistically refined poems were spread out, Yila would quickly become known among bards as "the legendary hero who occasionally surpassed the brilliance of gods and brought hope," and "the closest to divine, the chosen candidate of the World Tree."

Unable to envision such a future, Yila decided to lock the drawer of his nightstand.

Sitting there, Yila tossed the nightstand key into the unlocked bottom drawer, then continued rifling through the heap of gifts, with all parchment already collected.

The little fairies were helping Yila organize.

"Yila"

"Sir"

"Very much"

"The elves"

"Welcome"

"..."

The three little fairies each said a word, stitching together a complete sentence with no discernible pauses, while Yila tore open a bag of dried fruit, biting into a piece and sharing some with the little fairies.

It was a food somewhat similar to sweet potato chips from his past life, with a healthy, starchy sweetness.

"It seems so, I did help the Yiyue Book Pavilion a lot in the past."

With his speech slightly garbled from chewing the dried fruit, Yila rewrapped the small package and placed it in the nearby cupboard, which he intended to use entirely for storing snacks. Many treats were already stored there.

The Silver Moon Tree Court produced a wide variety of goods, some of which were unique to the court. Thus, it was natural for the elves to think "bringing some snacks would be great."

In fact, Yila agreed, and the happy little fairies agreed as well, since none of them were particularly concerned about the value of the gifts, preferring to be happy with the elves’ heartfelt gestures.

Yila unwrapped the gifts, seeming to catch a bag of heavy, fragmented items. He gently tugged but couldn’t lift it from the floor. Curious, he opened the package to reveal a dense array of rings inside.

"???"

Dazed, Yila and the little fairies gazed at the numerous rings in the package—more like thumb rings, crafted in wood and smoothed out after being intricately connected like vines.

He could distinctly feel the mana emanating from them, indicating they were not merely decorative. Judging by the spells and mana probing, it seemed they could store magic power.

This was much like the blood crystals Yila had used to make money, with the same ability to store magic power. This allowed those without much talent, or someone like Vera with limited magic power, to have a reserve.

And they were equally expensive.

This bag of rings clearly bore handcrafted marks, showing a craftsman’s growing skill. Thus, Yila deemed it was likely made by an elf and accepted it without hesitation.

If it had been an expensive purchased gift, Yila would not have so easily accepted it.

"..."

The next gift was a beautiful, luminous seven-colored bead, likely a stunning decoration due to the mana wave-like patterns within.

Yila chose to place the bead atop his nightstand for decoration... However, whether it was an illusion or not, he felt the bead might be more than just a decoration.

"Your Highness Cassiopeia, this is Yila’s room."

"Yila, ah... So this is your room? It feels a bit small."

Outside the door, Yila heard the voices of a succubus maid and Cassiopeia. He turned to see the maid retreating and the curious Elf Empress examining his room. He nodded and said, "For me, it is already quite a comfortable environment."

Moreover, it was quite similar to a suite in the previous world, a rather decent residence. The so-called "small" was only in comparison to the grand estates of the Silver Moon Tree Court and the Imperial Capital.

Saying this, Yila placed the half-organized gifts aside, looked at the door, and asked Cassiopeia, "How long are you planning to stay? Will you be spending the night?"

He asked casually, as if they were old friends.

"The Demon King Castle has many rooms, right?"

Facing Cassiopeia’s perplexing question, Yila nodded and said, "Of course, the empty rooms are enough to accommodate everyone from the Silver Moon Tree Court. One room per person poses no problem."

"Then we’ll leave tonight."

However, Cassiopeia responded this way... Plenty of rooms meant they would leave?

Perplexed, Yila twitched his mouth but knowing Cassiopeia’s naivete very well, he stepped out and asked, "Have you seen that stone tablet?"

"Hmm? That? I haven’t yet. I saw you first."

"Then, I’ll take you to see it and translate the ancient language."

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The two of them left the room, and the beautiful glaze bead placed atop Yila’s nightstand seemed to turn slightly towards their direction as it flickered with light?