Chapter 590: Hugh Berrien is ready to oblige him.
Chapter 577 – Huberian is ready to say yes to him
On Naika Island, the king city of the Magic Realm, two hours had passed since the break of dawn, and the sky was still an eclipsed deep purple color.
The sky over the island was cloudy while the ground was filled with twilight, this ancient demonic city-state was like sleeping on the edge of time, waiting for the arrival of a new day but always at the last second of the night.
The royal palace stood majestically in the center of Nekalis, near the coast of Neka Island.
The plinth level of the former plaza serves as a reception and security check area connecting to the coastal boulevard, and is open to the public most of the time, allowing Demons to visit to learn about the history of the Demon Realm.
In the past, the area was orderly, but this morning it was bustling with activity, as demonic military guards and media reporters filled the stations outside the front plaza access, which did not diminish the anticipation of the demons, despite the protective barriers placed by the Nekaris guards outside the palace to ensure order and security.
And wherever there was a magic-guided screen in Nekalis, the Demons began to gather.
They waited with bated breath for the big events happening in the royal palace to be conveyed to them through the projections of the specially invited demons.
One by one, the powerful Demons stepped through the long steps of the square in front of the palace and entered the Palace of the Demon King, and after passing through the long corridors of the palace, the view opened up.
On the first floor, there were the Regency Hall, the offices, and the resting areas for the nobles, which were also the center of the palace’s internal work and meeting activities.
As for the second floor and above, which was off-limits.
Only members of the royal family, callers and ministers of the Fallen Secretary rank could enter.
The second floor at this time.
“Your Highness, take a deep breath, you look too tense.”
“I’m not nervous at all.”
Her Highness Princess Huberian and her court attendant Lysandra were walking down the corridor of the second floor together, with the occasional sound of light conversation coming from time to time.
There was no Fallen Secretary staring at them at this time, but they both knew very well that the Fallen Secretary was waiting downstairs in the Regent’s Hall at the moment, and the first floor was even more filled with Demons, so there was no possibility of escaping at all.
The corridor is spacious and bright, the walls are hung with ancient oil paintings of the magic world, on both sides of the sculptures and antiques are placed, each piece is a masterpiece of the magic world.
On the carpet of the corridor, Huberian was wearing an ice-crystal light blue dress, her hands were covered with white silk gloves, her long silver hair was elegantly coiled into a bun located at the back of her head, each strand of hair was meticulously braided, it looked dignified and noble at the same time, and some scattered strands of hair were gently hanging on the side of her cheeks.
“……”
Lisandra knew why the princess beside her was nervous.
The Princess, being a demon who had seen the big time, was more mentally sound than the majority of demons, and even if today was a big day for her, she wasn’t out of her depth.
However, the princess would be meeting McCarthy today.
It had been a long time since the two of them had seen each other.
Whenever the princess heard McCarthy’s name, she would always show a genuinely happy expression, caring and curious about him, and the otherwise calm princess would be prone to mood swings because of him, and every day apart from him would seem like an extraordinarily long day.
It was clear that McCarthy was the real reason for the princess’s nervousness.
“Does Your Highness think Mr. McCarthy will win?”
Lisandra asked tentatively.
Although Lisandra didn’t know why the princess was so sure that McCarthy had the means to take her away today, even if McCarthy could convince the Falling Secretary Caliera, McCarthy’s opponents today weren’t just those Archdemons, but also the Blood Clan’s 10th Patriarch, Ulysses.
“It will win.”
Huberian nodded assuredly.
“Could he be more powerful than the Tenth Patriarch Ulysses?”
These days, Lysandra didn’t socialize much with McCarthy.
But the more she felt like she understood McCarthy, the more she realized that she couldn’t understand McCarthy, and she even began to wonder a little if McCarthy could actually be a Great Demon who was hiding his strength.
After all, when she could clearly feel that the other party’s magic power was weak and stable, there were only two possibilities, either the other party was really weak, or it was actually so strong that it was hard for an unusual being to understand.
Putting aside this kind of Lysandra’s unilateral and unfounded fantasies, Lysandra was sure that the Tenth Patriarch Ulysses was an opponent that not many beings in the world today could possibly defeat artistically.
Even the oldest great smiths of the demonic world would be hard pressed to say that they could outwit Ulises of the Blood. Ulysses, who already had a unique artistic talent, had endless years to delve into.
For many years he had not lifted his brush again, perhaps he was immersing himself, or perhaps he had long since reached the peak and was tired of painting.
Today who knows to which realm he has reached.
“I don’t know.”
Huberian answered truthfully, she hadn’t seen Ranch paint, after all.
“But he’s better than the best painter I’ve ever seen.”
She said assuredly.
Perhaps Ranch could not beat Duke Migaiya, who was known to be an all-rounder, in any skill, but in painting alone, Huberian was sure that Ranch was far superior to her father, Duke Migaiya.
She trusted her father, so she trusted Ranch even more.
“Then may I take it that your belief in his ability to win is the same as your agreement to marry him today?”
Lysandra trailed off in a small voice.
“!”
Hubertarian stiffened halfway to her feet.
Lysandra stared at Huberian’s pale to reddened skin, convinced that it wasn’t makeup.
It seemed that if she didn’t mention it, the princess really couldn’t get over it.
“No, it’s just a marriage, what a big deal, if he dares to propose I’ll dare to say yes!”
Hubert Leanne accelerated the pace, toward the stairway.
“You see who is shy at the time well.”
“……”
Lysandra laughed helplessly and followed the princess to the stairs and down them.
Because of her official duties today, Lysandra left the house especially early.
She saw the lights already on in McCarthy’s house at four or five.
On McCarthy’s side, it was clear that he had thought it through as well.
Across the long stairway, they came to the cloisters that connected the Regency Hall.
An invisible boundary laid out by the Falling Secretary could be felt every few steps until they reached the front of the Regency Hall.
The Regency Hall of the Royal Palace, which covered the largest area, had its several-meter-high doors open.
Circle after circle of fan-shaped rows of seating seats unfolded from low to high, forming a spacious semicircle of seats.
Here, the nobles and ministers of the Demon Realm shuttled in and out, and most of the witnesses had already taken their seats and exchanged opinions in low voices.
Huberian looked over, and her gaze fell on the Fell Secretary Kaliella beside the throne belonging to her in the very center of the hall.
The Fallen Secretary glanced at her as well, and quickly stopped paying attention to her, the princess who was the main attraction.
Caliera just looked confused at a male figure in the seating area in the distance.
Nowadays, there was a demon named McCarthy who had a leather gown and was highly respected by the upper class nobles of the demon world.
He was talking and laughing with many of the great powers of the demon world’s politics.
“For the second time, why is this guy still not looking at me.”
Caliera said in a faintly undetectable voice in a depressed manner.
(End of chapter)