HBWnovel Chapter 609 - 572: So Cute I Want to Eat You Up
Chapter 609 - 572: So Cute I Want to Eat You Up
Count Sergio’s sudden sweating like rain left the demons on the square utterly puzzled, exchanging bewildered glances.
Why does the Earl’s expression seem to be somewhat suspicious of the Blood Clan?
"Are you alright?"
Hyperion asked calmly.
On the square, only she and the Fallen Queen stood near Count Sergio.
"Wait, wait a moment."
The Earl raised his hand, rejecting Hyperion’s approach, his breathing became rapid, and his heartbeat chaotic like the drums of war.
Every red-glowing demon aristocrat seemed like a hunter waiting for his chance, and he, the prey caught in the web.
Count Sergio suspected that there might have been an error in the exercise of his power.
He had no choice but to try again to uncover the truth behind all this.
Count Sergio took a deep breath, calming his turbulent emotions.
He began to recite the spell again, as the magic power of the Blood Clan outlined complex and ancient symbols in the air.
With the completion of the spell, he hoped to see something normal.
However, what horrified Count Sergio was—
The result was still those red glows.
The same demons still looked at him with confusion.
This time.
Count Sergio could feel more clearly that the red glow on the bodies of the demon aristocrats was even brighter, more mocking.
Count Sergio had spent countless nights accompanied by puzzles, but this time, fear seemed to take form, solidifying in those red glows, densely surrounding him.
His legs began to tremble involuntarily, each step requiring immense effort.
An indescribable suspicion arose in Count Sergio’s heart—
These demons seemed to be enjoying some sort of game, waiting for him to speak the truth.
They appeared to know his every move, every casting of a spell, their gaze like that of cold amusement, akin to watching an insect caught in a web struggle.
Was all this a massive, meticulously planned trap?
Were these mad demons playing a role according to some rules unknown to him?
This thought terrified Count Sergio even more; he felt he had fallen into a meticulously woven nightmare, unable to escape, with no place to hide.
He found it difficult to maintain the detective’s calm, as the surrounding red glows seemed to mock his powerlessness and fear, the gaze of each demon aristocrat filled with disdain and playfulness.
"What’s wrong with Earl?"
Hyperion’s brows furrowed slightly, unsure of what trick the Earl of the Blood Clan was playing.
Because this reaction, she had not anticipated, was beyond her expectations.
"No, don’t come near me!"
Count Sergio became like a frightened bird, his face pale, clutching his head tightly.
He did not know whether this was all a nightmare or if the entire Demon Race had truly gone mad.
They are, feeding on the Blood Clan?!
What a Tata’s execution song!
And as that familiar, coquettish and clear voice rang out, Hyperion knew everything was already too late.
"♫ Darling, you’re so cute today too, so cute that I want to eat you up instead of breakfast~"
"♫ Your cuteness completely intoxicates me, I want to stay by your side forever before the memories begin to fade, like a lucid dream~"
"♫ oh~ I feel like I’m suffocating, and you are air, I can’t wait any longer~"
It wasn’t just the song on the radio, it seemed that there was also a flash mob in the commercial district around the royal palace, sparking a wave of frenzy and cheers.
Hyperion didn’t know who wrote the song, but she knew it certainly wasn’t Lanci, because upon hearing these lyrics, even Lanci would probably lose his composure.
She must never let the Great Love Poet perform this original song at the Boss Cat Restaurant, or she was afraid to imagine what would become of it.
For the Demon Race in a calm mood, the voice of the Great Love Poet was still tolerable.
But as the Demon Sound wafted through the mist into the ears of Count Sergio, everything changed.
"Fake, hehe... all fake, it’s all fake!!!"
Within the darkness and terror that enveloped Demon King City, the Blood Clan detective Sergio saw only those pervasive red lights, those twisted voices and shadows, and those seemingly endless corridors, finally hearing the sound of something snapping.
It seemed his fear alone made the watching demons unconsciously lick their lips in anticipation of the pre-meal entertainment provided by his current comical state.
He tore at his hair with both hands, as if trying to erase those horrific images from his mind, muttering nonsensical words until a hoarse scream pierced the eclipsed sky.
"Hehe! Hehehe!!"
Count Sergio started to laugh and cry, the sound echoing off the empty stairs, becoming sharper and more piercing.
In the end, the mentally broken Count of the Blood Clan, with his extreme aggressive tendencies, could only be forcefully subdued by the Fallen Queen and sent to the Psychiatry Department of the Demon King City Hospital for treatment.
After this detective show ended at the speed of light.
The watching Demon Race elites looked at each other in bewilderment, still not understanding what had happened.
What was expected to be an exquisite battle of wits ended with the Blood Clan’s genius detective going completely mad, as if influenced by some mysterious power.
The only certainty was that this was definitely not the Fallen Queen’s doing.
She could only melt her enemies slowly in happiness, never driving them to such insanity.
Then, it could only be the Princess’s handiwork.
"Truly fitting of the Princess, how cruel..."
"Count Sergio seemed particularly afraid of her just now."
"Even the Fallen Queen’s gaze at her became more complex."
Many demons gasped in the cold morning air, convinced that their assessment of the Princess needed a serious update.
On the steps in front of the palace plaza.
"..."
Hyperion covered her cheeks, choking up.
She didn’t even know how to write the report for Shadow World, she didn’t want to be the Demon Clan Princess revered by all, she was human.
Although she didn’t understand what specifically happened.
But she heard the sound of successful merit deduction and Lanci’s love.
Thank you, Lanci.