The voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion, yet somehow still pleasant to the ear.
Count Bene paused in his steps, turning around.
"Everything has been arranged, my lord. In a few days, he will come to Moon Shadow City for a detailed discussion with me.
Today, my invitation is not discreet; he may be on guard."
Count Bene’s eyes shifted as he replied softly.
"No matter, as long as he shows up."
A simply dressed woman emerged from the back of the room. Her appearance was striking, especially her eyes, which were like gems, glittering and clear.
As the daughter of the Fourth Celestial Demon King, she possesses the royal bloodline of the Demon Race.
Even when transformed into human form, Zi Luo has about seventy to eighty percent of her original allure, beautiful and enticing.
Actually, most of the core members of the different races are not lacking in looks, especially those of humanoid races.
Like the Sea Demon Race, for example.
But once these different races undergo the cleansing of the Celestial Demon Pool and become Demons, they become hideous.
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Moreover, over the years.
Among the various races, the notion that demons emerging from the Celestial Demon Pool symbolize power has gained acceptance.
In a place like the Spirit Realm where survival is tough.
The admiration and worship of power almost pervade every race.
No one would claim that demons are ugly.
In fact, many royal families of different races take pride in mingling with demons. After all, demons hold esteemed positions in the Spirit Realm, and are commanders of all races.
Though this is the mainstream view among these races.
Zi Luo, with her pure Demon Race lineage as her father is the Celestial Demon King.
She naturally dislikes demons.
It’s because of this reason that even when demons visited, Zi Luo and her brother Zi Luo weren’t afraid.
Though she dislikes the demon form and appearance, there might come a time in a few years when she must undergo the cleansing of the Celestial Demon Pool.
She must complete the tasks given by her father, or lose her life.
"Prepare yourself well in this time, and when he arrives, be prepared to capture him at all costs."
"We helped you survive back then."
"And if anyone outside finds out you’re colluding with different races and demons, saying nothing of you being a Count, not even a Duke will see the next sunrise."
Count Bene bit her peach-colored lips and lowered her head, her voice extremely respectful: "I dare not disobey.
Rest assured, my lord.
If it hadn’t been for your help back then, I wouldn’t have been able to seize the family estate from my elder brother and second brother."
Now my lord asks for help, I will certainly do my utmost.
As long as Baiyu comes to my Earl’s Mansion, I guarantee he won’t escape even if he grows wings."
"Hmm, indeed this matter is crucial and cannot have any mistakes. I will continue to prepare, and you handle this place, maybe once we capture Baiyu, we’ll abandon it."
Zi Luo ordered and left the room.
Count Bene exhaled deeply, waiting until she was sure Zi Luo had completely left before returning to her room.
Her room was arranged with many Protective Spirit Arrays.
Zi Luo wouldn’t come looking for her for no reason.
After all, both their lives were intertwined, and Count Bene held in her hands an immense handle, impossible for such a person to betray.
Besides, who is worth betraying?
Betraying Zi Luo means betraying herself, even the most brainless knows this.
There will always be unexpected occurrences in this world.
What about the unpredictable human heart?
The Demon Race is different from humans, furthermore, they wouldn’t think so deeply.
Count Bene instructed a confidant to stand guard outside the door, then closed the adjoining door and called for her beloved girls.
Count’s fondness for women.
It is a well-known secret in all of Moon Shadow City.
Of course, such matters could only be spoken of as improper behavior, not causing much of a stir.
But Zi Luo was somewhat uncomfortable with the Countess who appeared noble, but privately loved having intimate relations with women.
Especially several times Alicia Bene’s passionate gaze made her uncomfortable.
She herself doesn’t enjoy such indulgence.
The women of the Demon Race prefer strong men with power.
That’s why she never entered Count Bene’s private residence, especially when Alicia and her girls were having fun.
This was also how the Count maintained contact with others.
Having shielded everything properly, Alicia Bene took out a mirror and poured a lot of blue-white potion onto it.
The mirror began to ripple like a lake surface.
Another figure appeared.
"What is going on? You shouldn’t contact us without serious matters—don’t you understand?"
The figure in the mirror said coldly.
Alicia quickly lowered her head: "I have something to report to the City Lord."
"What matter needs to alarm the City Lord?"
The figure in the mirror was visibly surprised.
"A significant matter!
The Demon Race finally contacted me, and this time they’re asking for my utmost help, even willing to abandon Moon Shadow City.
They want to capture a Dongsheng Noble, a real power holder."
Alicia pondered for a moment and then explained the whole thing.
After listening, the figure in the mirror said: "Wait a moment, I will ask for the City Lord, this matter has uncommon significance."
She, most honorable as a Count and holding mercantile power, dared not have her own ideas on this matter.
To capture the president of the Mutual Aid Association, even just thinking about it, one can understand it’s a massive disaster.
And let us not forget.
This person had a bunch of Celestial Essence old connections behind them, and now the burgeoning Third Prince.
If this person makes a move now, it will cause quite a stir.
She was only waiting for what the person behind her had to say.
The figure in the mirror reappeared, "The City Lord said you must not let this person fall into the hands of the Demon Race.
The City Lord will send someone to deal with it.
You can take some measures to help this person and plan to control and assassinate the demon behind the scenes.
All consequences will be handled by the City Lord; after this matter is over, your position as a Count will remain unaffected."
Alicia’s eyes twitched, repeatedly accepting orders.
Once the mirror returned to normal.
Her expression was uncertain, taking a deep breath finally: "What kind of person is he?
Even the City Lord holds him in such regard.
Rising to such a position as a woman, could she not see the situation?
Don’t look now at East Prosperity’s seeming peace.
The tumult beneath the darkness has never ceased.
The City Lord has promised to help solve the Demon Race threatening her, but how could such a City Lord who extends everywhere be entirely trusted?
If she didn’t find her own escape route.
She would be just a disposable pawn, cast aside anytime.