Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1077 - 772: Lanci Has Spoiled the Great Demon Clan_2

"Should we have our infiltrators in the Holy Polante Theocracy try to extend an invitation to the Pope?"

The spy asked Blasphemous Lord Melogas.

The Pope, though now quite ruthless, generally still remembered old acquaintances and was unlikely personally to harm messengers from the Demon Race.

"Let’s give it a try; the worst we could lose is one connection."

Blasphemous Lord Melogas said nonchalantly.

After the war, the Pope seemed to have lost all emotion and had grown cold and indifferent toward everything, his approach and attitude toward issues much more like those of an absolutely calm deity than a human.

Even though the princess was in the Demon World, the Pope never considered contacting them again, especially not at this sensitive time.

The Pope no longer wanted the princess.

Blasphemous Lord Melogas was now just waiting for the Pope to die so that she could completely take possession of the princess.

"Your subordinate understands."

The spy responded respectfully.

Melogas waved her hand impatiently, as if swatting away a fly.

The spy quickly drifted away like a wisp of blue smoke, disappearing into the darkness at the end of the great hall.

In the vast hall, silence settled once again.

Only the rustling sound of pen against paper echoed above in the hall.

Melogas was reviewing documents expressionlessly; the recent episode was just an insignificant ripple to her.

Yet her overly tense fingertips and tightly clenched jaw betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

The princess’s reckless escape was clearly a direct challenge to her authority and capability.

"Princess..."

She whispered the name with a seductive Demon Sound, like the murmur of a lover, yet filled with endless danger and malice.

Melogas stopped writing, her gray-purple lips curving up over time into a twisted smile.

"Although letting you go out to relieve your heart isn’t an issue, you are still Her Highness, and you can’t always act so freely. Once I bring you back, I shall have to punish you properly..."

Blasphemous Lord Melogas caressed her flushed cheeks with her hands, her eyes gazing out the window, filled with love.

Just the thought of the princess’s fearful and desperate expression when being captured made Melogas feel something inside her ready to burst.

...

Elsewhere in the Demon King Castle Necaris.

A magnificent mansion stood quietly in a courtyard where wisteria bloomed.

This was one of the residences of an aristocratic family of the Demon World.

Just appointed as Acting Regent King, Blasphemous Lord had to discern the power dynamics within Demon King Castle Necaris, to witness the loyalty of the other Great Demon Clans.

"Pranay, you really are an external brain."

Antanas complimented.

A battle that seemed inevitable turned into a vacation under Pranay’s command.

Those who should have been most loyal to the princess had now sided with the Blasphemous Lord.

Seeing the Demon Race wavering and then siding with Blasphemous Lord, they had to choose her side.

Blasphemous Lord saw that everyone supported her.

Then, this Demon World seemingly already belonged to her, time to take off.

"Leave the task of pleasing Blasphemous Lord to me, I know when she’s in a good mood, what to say to make her happy, the current power distribution in the Demon King’s Castle, and to provide her with relentless consulting services."

Though Pranay was not omnipotent, within certain limits, his Thousand-Mile Eye was almost an all-knowing eye.

"Brother, are you serious?"

Sinola asked.

They felt Pranay was going insane.

His prudent self-preservation and attentiveness didn’t seem feigned.

Sinola understood too well Pranay’s attitude of ’a wise man submits to the circumstances’; Blasphemous Lord would certainly enlist such a wise member of the Great Demon Clan because normal Demon Race couldn’t feign such genuine surrender as Pranay did.

"The first to do this was indeed Rocky McCarthy."

Pranay stated matter-of-factly.

"..."

Sinola, Antanas, and the Snow Witch all fell silent.

Even though they belonged to the Protoss Empire and Aestheland Kingdom, they were distinctly aware of what happened in the Congressional Building.

Back then, Bishop Askesan of Annihilation trusted the polls too much, leading him to severely misjudge the situation.

From Askesan’s perspective, it was like fighting an overwhelming victory.

Rocky McCarthy also wildly misled people in the Protoss Empire, pretending he supported Askesan, leading Askesan to believe Rocky was a staunch supporter.

But McCarthy surprised Askesan at a crucial moment, utterly confusing him.

"You guys..."

The Snow Witch felt most deeply that the three Great Demon Clans’ attitudes and styles had completely changed since then.

Pranay had learned to feign support, Antanas had learned to let things deteriorate, and Sinola had turned into a playful young girl.

The Snow Witch wondered how Talia would react if she saw them like this.