Chapter 1958 - 532: However, the Show Has Only Just Begun (6)

If this academic record were without any embellishments, it would be strange.

Miss Padric emphasized again, she hadn't neglected her studies, just focused on certain areas more, primarily researching humans.

If it came to who understood humans better, she believed she definitely wouldn't lose to Miss Colin.

Let's compete in that next time!

As the stage lights dimmed, the curtain drew back, and a melodious and light-hearted tune began, spreading the Green Grassland across the stage.

The Hell's Demon City doesn't have such amusing things. The lavish performance instantly attracted Mia's gaze, and the atmosphere in the box finally quieted down.

When Eloise stepped into the darkness for her lover, and when Matthew tightly embraced the shattered girl under the sunset.

That pure and sincere emotion was like an arrow released from a bowstring, striking deeply into the softest spot in Mia's heart.

This is too pure—

Still, it's the kind of love that's both strong and pure.

In the darkness, Luo Yan felt the breathing beside him becoming somewhat damp.

He turned his head and, under the stage lights, saw this Miss Enchanting Demon tightly biting her lip, stubbornly trying not to cry, while tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Miss Padric unexpectedly shy, unlike Vivian who directly burst into sobs and then wailed loudly.

Luo Yan didn't say anything, just silently handed her a handkerchief, just like he did for Vivian last night.

Mia took it, still stubbornly adding a sentence.

"Thank you... And, um, I wasn't crying!"

Luo Yan gently nodded and said charmingly.

"Hmm, it's too dark here, I didn't see anything."

The Purple Crystal Level Strong Person can't see tears in the dark; this might be the kindest lie in the entire Aus Continent.

"..."

Mia's face turned even redder, hiding her entire face behind the handkerchief.

Later, probably realizing it was futile to feign indifference, she finally put down her idol baggage and forcefully blew her nose.

"Achoo—"

The curtain fell.

Thunderous applause like a tsunami engulfed the entire theater, unable to calm down for a long time, as a gratitude to the actors.

Mia, her eyes reddened, looked at Luo Yan, sniffing with a nasal sound in her voice.

"It's truly touching, that unwavering love. I think whether humans or Enchanting Demons, as long as two people truly love each other, nothing can separate them... You think so too, don't you?"

"Of course, I am genuinely pure in love."

Mia's face flushed.

Looking at her face covered in a blush, Luo Yan couldn't help but feel curious.

"Speaking of which, who did you relate to?"

Upon hearing this question, Mia shyly lowered her head, her finger bashfully twirling the strands of pink bangs at her temple.

"Don't make fun of me."

Luo Yan smiled faintly.

"I can swear to the Demon God."

Having received assurance, Mia finally raised her head and spoke quietly but earnestly.

"I...actually related to Matthew."

Luo Yan's calm expression became slightly nuanced, his gaze more peculiar.

Sentimental women are always sentimental, and Mia instantly saw the subtleties in those eyes, her face turning even hotter.

"You, you, you really think it's strange, don't you?!"

Honestly, it is quite strange.

Why, whether Vivian or Mia, the first person they relate to is always the "incompetent husband," rather than the noticeably "more emotional" Miss Eloise.

But he ultimately didn't break his vow and didn't laugh out loud.

"But... why? You don't seem like that."

"Be-because my thoughts are like Matthew's."

Mia's face flushed red, her voice becoming smaller, but the firmness in that voice didn't change at all.

"Because my thoughts are like Matthew's. No matter if Miss Eloise loses her purity, no matter if the Bell Sound no longer rings for them... As long as my beloved can return to my side in the end, I don't care about the rest, I'm willing to wait for her return."

"That's truly... moving."

That wasn't just talk to make someone happy; Luo Yan was indeed moved by Mia's pure love for a moment, although the implied complexity indeed made him slightly startled.

If Miss Padric related to Matthew, doesn't that imply that he is that... uh, Eloise?

Luo Yan couldn't help but fall into thought.

So who is the Lord?

A milky-white shadow floated beside, and a mischievous Youyou drew near again, offering its mischievousness from its belly.

"Lord Demon King, Youyou thinks the Lord could have Sarah or Erin play—"

'Youyou, shut up.'

"Woo-woo—"

The terror of the Purple Crystal Level Strong Person is boundless, one Divine Thought suppressed the omnipresent Divine, making the aggrieved Youyou close its mouth.

While Luo Yan was still caught in a reverie, Mia finally wiped the traces of tears from the corners of her eyes, suddenly launching a vigorous offensive.

"Then what about you? Who did you relate to? Speaking of which... why could you watch so calmly without shedding a tear? Didn't you feel moved?"

Luo Yan certainly wouldn't cry, after all, he wrote the script.

However, he wouldn't say something so mood-spoiling.

He pondered for a moment, looking at the groups below shedding tears, offering the most fitting answer for Lord Demon King's viewing state.

"The one I related to might be that ever-present existence."

His real intention was referring to the audience.

Or, the observer standing from a god-like perspective, overlooking human joys and sorrows equally.

Whether Bell Ringers or nameless villagers, they were grand and magnificent landscapes in his eyes, all arriving on stage with a mission.

Different audiences might feel that the people on stage are different, but in Luo Yan's eyes, they are all the same type of people handed different scripts.

If the citizens of Thunder City were crushed in the Winter Moon Coup, then they were at that moment, Matthew on stage, Miss Eloise, villagers, and also Bell Ringer on the clock tower.

Why is the Chastity Tax five silver coins?

Not only to accommodate citizens' identification but also because it writes another form of ending in the Void Realm Observer's perspective.

That's also why the plot refers to the war between Baron and Duke, while in reality, this war ended within a month.

Mia paused for a moment.

Then, her face which was just immersed in emotion subtly changed color, with a hint of shame and anger rising in her eyes.

It's well-known, there's only one character in this play that is "ever-present."

That is the Lord presiding over the fates of Eloise and Matthew, the embodiment of desire controlling everything and attempting to gather all beautiful things!

The man whose name is so indistinct!

Unexpectedly, Luo Yan, couldn't be judged by appearances... Beneath a refined and amiable exterior, lay a beast-like soul!

Ha, haha... People truly can't be judged by appearances.

"You..."

Hands protecting her chest, Mia's face became redder than before, the scorching heat not just the tears anymore but also the heart about to leap from her chest.

"How could you relate to that character? Truly... too evil!"

Though shy, little Luo Yan is indeed cute, but the possessive big Luo Yan seems quite endearing too?

Indeed, an Enchanting Demon's inclinations are free.

One moment deeply relating to Matthew, Mia suddenly switched into Eloise mode, even her protective gestures were practiced.

Hmm?

Luo Yan eyed Mia unexpectedly, surprised to suddenly receive the demon's praise, yet he was a bit out of sync with her rhythm.

Leaving other things aside—

Just where is this evil?!