Chapter 1942 - 529: The Demon King's Power Far Surpasses That of the Enchanting Demon_6

Edward turned around and looked at the "young man" standing next to Kaylee.

That was Eagle, playing "Matthew," and at this moment she was wearing an evening dress, with a beautiful face under a swan-like neck and attractive eyes.

"So you are a lady..."

When he held her hand, Edward's face showed undisguised surprise, as he looked up and down at the actress who had so vividly brought to life the character of "honest and dull."

"I must say, your acting deceived everyone. At one point, I thought I was mistaken until my wife reminded me."

Eagle's cheeks instantly burned, as if scorched by fire, and she could only awkwardly mutter, "Hmm."

Though she regretted it right after, thinking to herself, why did I hum like a fool?!

This light hum had really poisoned her deeply...

She wished she could just bang her head on the table.

At this moment, she wasn't aware of the subtle impact of hormonal influence, even though she was only under "the smallest dose."

The Duke didn't linger on this topic, politely releasing her hand and then walking towards the middle-aged actor playing the Bell Tower Steward.

The actor was in decent attire today, looking refined and gentlemanly, completely devoid of the sinister aura he had on stage that made people grit their teeth in hatred.

"And you, Mr. Steward."

Edward still wore a smile, though his voice carried some apology, as he shook hands and lingered a bit longer.

"I heard during the performance yesterday, an impulsive gentleman threw an egg at you? Allow me to apologize on that rude gentleman's behalf; his emotions were too overwhelming."

"You are too kind, Your Majesty."

The middle-aged man slightly bowed, jokingly said.

"I don't consider it an insult at all; on the contrary, it proves I brought my role to life... My audience couldn't wait to award me; unfortunately, they only had eggs."

"Haha, I've often heard the Divine favors those with humor. Surely, you've been blessed by the Divine... May your career soar to new heights."

Upon hearing the Duke's praise, a moved expression appeared on the man's face. After releasing his hand, he solemnly bowed again.

"Thank you for your blessing, Your Majesty, and I wish your Duchy eternal prosperity."

Leaving the Bell Tower Steward's presence, Edward shook hands with every actor, whether those in the limelight or the musicians behind the scenes.

Afterward, he looked around at these talented musicians and actors and shared an idea he'd been brewing.

"Yesterday, my wife and I discussed for a long time—it's a pity that such a fascinating play is only seen by the citizens of Thunder City."

After a pause, he continued with a smile.

"I have an idea! Once the first railway of the Duchy is completed, I want to invite the Iris Flower Theater Troupe as the first passengers to tour the country on our train! What are your thoughts?"

The troupe's owner naturally showed ecstatic joy.

Though the Grand Duke hadn't mentioned performance fees, since the legendary train was offered, he surely wouldn't skimp on ticket money.

Kaylee was momentarily stunned, feeling both uneasy and excited, and could only nod mechanically.

And standing beside her, Eagle's eyes instantly lit up like a light bulb.

North Stream Valley?

Glanston Castle?

This is a main quest!!!

"I, I would love to!" She agreed even faster than the troupe owner.

After blurting it out, realizing everyone was looking at her, she acknowledged her abruptness, blushing as she stepped back.

Edward was momentarily taken aback and then looked at Eagle with a friendly smile.

Such an interesting girl.

Let's just assume she's too nervous...

However, at that moment, Edward suddenly realized he hadn't yet met the playwright, so he looked around and finally settled his gaze on the troupe owner.

"By the way, I'd like to know where the author of Bell Sound is? I've never seen such an interesting play, could you introduce me to this gentleman?"

The troupe owner was also momentarily stunned, as he truly didn't know who wrote the script, looking to the people around for help.

"Your Majesty, I..."

While he stammered, unable to speak, Punk dressed in a tailcoat quickly emerged from the crowd, coming to the rescue.

"Your Majesty, that script was personally written by Prince Colin."

He wore a gentlemanly smile, bowing slightly before Edward, speaking with a touch of apology.

"He intended to attend your banquet but was caught up in mundane affairs today, unable to join. He specifically asked me to offer his sincere congratulations on his behalf and express gratitude for your generous support of the arts... Hope his script brings you enjoyment."

Actually, there were no mundane affairs.

They met frequently, so for less important banquets, Colin simply "SKIPE" them.

Acting with strangers came naturally to him, but doing so with familiar people was really tiring.

"Colin?"

Edward was genuinely dumbfounded this time, as if hearing something unbelievable, remained frozen for a while before regaining composure.

"Saint Sis above... Is there anything that Prince can't do?"

After a brief shock, this Duke quickly collected the fleeting surprise, returning to elegant composure.

He received the crystal cup filled with red wine from a servant and turned to face the guests dressed in finery, raising it before him.

"Gentlemen, ladies!"

The red wine in the crystal cup danced in the light, like vibrant blood.

His voice was filled with reverence and sincere gratitude.

"Though our Prince Colin is not present, it does not hinder us from honoring his 'Bell Sound'! Let us raise a toast to this learned gentleman!"

In the lighthearted atmosphere, the guests laughed as they raised their glasses.

"To our friend!", "To Prince!", "Long live the friendship between Campbell Duchy and Colin Duchy!"

The crisp sound of clinking glasses echoed throughout the banquet hall, blending into a melodious hymn of praise.

Amidst the crowd, Kaylee held a glass of champagne, and though she only sipped a bit, her flushed cheeks seemed intoxicated.

Bai Ye above...

Today she not only attended the most classy banquet of her life, but also witnessed a scene she never dared dream of.

Those arrogant Holy Light Nobles, atop Hell, at this moment were collectively raising a glass to honor Lord Demon King!

Even though he wasn't personally present!

At that moment, the admiration and reverence in Kaylee's eyes were almost overflowing, and those captivating eyes probably stole the dreams of many gentlemen and ladies present tonight.

Indeed Lord Demon King—

The unfathomable Padric Demon, likely nothing compared!

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(Thanks for the reward from "Morning Clear Dew"!!!)