After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 124 - 123: Could it be a Kidnapping?

Chapter 124: Chapter 123: Could it be a Kidnapping?

"You really don’t have to keep following me... I won’t run away."

Wolf said this, her ears looking somewhat listless. She had been really annoyed by this vampire from the Demon King Territory for the past two days. She looked at the vampire standing in the corner like a butler.

"Miss Wolf, I’m just worried you might change your mind~"

The vampire said this with an evil but handsome appearance, yet at this moment, he acted like a servant in some TV dramas, rubbing his hands together like a fly... fly-rubbing-hands.GIF.

Wolf waved her hand more helplessly and said, "I’ve said I’m not some kind of lady. My mother and Yila should never have had anything... probably."

"..."

"..."

"Uh... probably?"

At the vampire’s confusion, Wolf suddenly realized that the last two words of her sentence might not have been necessary, but she still honestly said, "*Because I’m not really sure either.*"

"Isn’t that just..."

The vampire wanted to say something, but Wolf’s tail swished back and forth irritably as she spoke, "But! I wasn’t born from Yila. Do you get it? My mother was captured by the Empire when I was over thirty years old! When I was fifty, my mother finally returned."

"So, you’re seeking revenge on Yila?"

The vampire asked, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, as if thinking about something.

"Revenge... huh, probably? But instead of revenge, I’d rather call it an ’interrogation’ that could turn into a fight. *After all, I’ve been chasing an answer for a long time.*"

Wolf said this, and as she mentioned ’probably,’ she heard a snapping sound, then saw the apologetic smile of the vampire in front of her.

*Huh? Why the... apol... ogy...?*

With this thought, Wolf felt her eyes grow heavier, her head getting groggy, and she fell asleep on the table. Before drifting off, she faintly heard the vampire muttering, "Ah, who told you to say something like ’probably?’"

"Well, well, well, apologies for that."

The vampire male smiled helplessly as he placed the two empty teacups aside and said, "But I really can’t allow you to seek revenge on Lord Yila. Blame it on your cumbersome speech and your total lack of vigilance~"

"However, when Lord Yila arrives, I’ll wake you up, ensuring you don’t find yourself in the Demon King Territory upon waking."

The vampire male muttered to himself, gesturing a snapping motion in the air.

"The wings return to their nest, and the bat hangs to sleep."

The young vampire said this, sitting on a very comfortable-looking recliner, quietly waiting for Yila’s arrival.

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"The Slippery Tribe, Little Iron Duke City, it seems the enemy we spoke of earlier is here..."

Yila, whose face was covered, said this, walking into the city with Satan Ye. Though the guards at the gate looked at him and Satan Ye curiously, they didn’t stop them.

The black cloth covering his face made him look more conspicuous, but in this world, many needed to conceal their identity. It was common enough that one in every ten people wore such attire.

At least, Yila hadn’t donned the typical black hood preferred by those who hid their identities.

"Mister Yila... why are you covering your face?"

Satan Ye asked softly as she walked alongside Yila. The answer to that question was actually quite simple.

"Because many people know me. Although it sounds a bit conceited coming from me, I am something of a legendary figure. Without a disguise, I could easily cause a commotion, and right now, we don’t need that kind of attention."

As Yila said this, he remembered what Senata had told him, the best meeting place...

"Little Iron Duke City, room 224 in the largest tavern."

Yila said this, weaving through the beastmen vendors hawking their wares on the streets. He headed toward a lively-looking tavern in the distance, with Satan Ye following closely, looking around inquisitively at the various beastmen with scales and tails.

Having never seen beastmen before, she seemed very curious.

*To be honest, Satan Ye’s curiosity might not only be for the beastmen but also for these ’market stalls’ and ’tavern’ concepts that she found fascinating.*

*Because in the Demon King Territory, there were none of these, and were they really necessary? Without a doubt, they were... Perhaps the little monsters didn’t care, but Yila did.*

*Not for himself, but he cared on behalf of the little monsters.*

*Building roads, repairing houses, growing stronger, redressing grievances, tightening control, supplementing economic sources... then ultimately... improving living standards and increasing entertainment.*

*The economy of the Demon King Territory didn’t circulate, so the lower-ranked monsters had no way to spend money. Thus, places like taverns had to be free... This was a construction method Yila had never attempted.*

*What was the reason for the monsters to work so hard now? Without pay or a reward and punishment system, it was perfectly reasonable for all the little monsters to slack off and do nothing.*

*Maybe it was due to a lack of entertainment? Vision?*

*Yila wasn’t sure. He didn’t know if the little monsters would slack off or even refuse to work once their living standards improved. He was unsure and didn’t want to give up the biggest advantage of the Demon King Territory.*

With these thoughts, Yila and Satan Ye pushed open the tavern doors. Inside, there was noisy drinking and chaos. A few people were drawn by the noise of the doors opening, glanced at the two briefly, then looked away.

The tavern owner appeared to be a snake beastman girl.

"Would you like a drink?"

Satan Ye stared blankly at the fair-skinned, beautiful, and strikingly noticeable owner, not knowing what she was thinking. Yila, however, calmly said, "We’re here to meet a companion. She’s in room 224."

"Hmm, room 224 on the second floor. Should I take you up?"

Seeing the owner say this, twisting her waist and preparing to come out from behind the bar, Yila shook his head and led Satan Ye towards the stairs, declining, "No need. We’ll go up ourselves."

...

"Wow, that woman had such a small waist!"

At Satan Ye’s exclamation, Yila glanced at her, unsure of what she was focusing on. He knocked lightly on the door of room 224. In response to the "knock, knock, knock," the door was opened.

"Lord Yila, we’ve been expecting you."

The vampire male said respectfully, stepping aside... revealing the unconscious wolf girl lying on the bed behind him.

Yila: "..."

Satan Ye: "..."

...

*Did we misunderstand something?*