The cross isn’t really floating; its base is firmly anchored to the ground. Therefore, the Magical Girl isn’t suspended high in the air, but her feet are about thirty centimeters off the ground, bound to the cross in a ’T’ shape.
Shami came to stand in front of her, needing to look up slightly to meet the Magical Girl’s jet-black eyes.
Although her complexion was slightly pale, the Magical Girl’s face was as beautiful as ever: exquisite features, long eyelashes, a dainty nose, and delicate lips.
Of course, having been accustomed to the flat-chested, blonde Shami, no other thoughts crossed his mind; his eyes remained calm.
He released a small amount of Demonic Qi.
An aura unique to the Demon King spread around, clearly indicating his identity.
The Magical Girl’s eyes froze in place.
"Now it’s not too late to know, Miss Saili."
The Magical Girl stared blankly at Shami, unsure of what she was thinking.
Not only was she captured by the Demon King, but all her plans had been thoroughly seen through by him. Now, she realized she had even guessed wrong about who the Demon King was.
Recalling the brief moments spent with Shami—two lakeside conversations, barbecues at night, sleeping in the same camp... the real Demon King was right beside her, yet she had no clue...
She felt like a fool.
She even mistook him for a magical genius.
Saili, you were completely seen through.
This feeling of facing the abyss slowly spread through the Magical Girl’s body.
In truth, the Magical Girl wasn’t as incompetent as she thought. If it hadn’t been for the coincidence that three of the five-man team were with the Demon King, Shami wouldn’t have captured her so easily.
The blame lay in her failure to realize that at this stage, the Demon King already had the Elf and Hero, two Demon Envoys of significant power.
Looking at the little face gradually lowering, Shami spoke plainly.
"Saili, I really like your abilities. Join us and become a member of the Demon Clan."
Saili slowly raised her head, her little face expressionless as she gazed at Shami.
How could such a thing be possible? She’s the Saintess of Fata; how could she join the Demon King’s ranks?
"How could such a thing... I am, after all..."
"The Saintess of Fata, right? Your teacher is Weasley. You came here to capture the Demon King and consolidate your position as Saintess."
Shami interrupted the Magical Girl, speaking as if about an everyday matter.
The Magical Girl stared at him intently.
"How do you know all this..."
"Please, I’m the Demon King, you really underestimated me, didn’t you?"
Shami spread his hands, looking every bit like a traditional villain.
The Magical Girl bit her lip in regret.
She truly underestimated the Demon King; otherwise, she wouldn’t have ended up .
"If you want to know how I know all of this, then join us, and I’ll tell you everything."
The Magical Girl didn’t speak, her teeth still clenched on her lip.
This was an outward expression of her internal struggle and resistance.
"Alright, alright, don’t make such a struggling face. Just agree, see those two over there? One’s an Elf and the other’s a Human Hero, and aren’t they living quite comfortably now? What’s there to hesitate about?"
Shami noticed the Magical Girl was still in internal turmoil and pointed at the two girls behind him.
In front of outsiders, to show team harmony, he sent a deep glance to the two girls.
Come on, you two, give the Magical Girl a warm scene.
"Right, my dear Lureya and Lina?"
"What are you talking about! If it weren’t for the fact that someone fought against the Demon King to the last minute, defeated the Giant Dragon and the Demon King Army, but eventually lost to the Demon King, forced to become captives, we wouldn’t have easily surrendered, you know!"
The Elf Maiden pressed her small hand seriously to her chin, wearing an expression as if she had gone through great hardships.
"Don’t make up such righteous stories! You just came over because you caught my scent!"
"Don’t say such things out loud, ahhhhhhh!"
The Elf Maiden squatted down, clutched her head with her hands, and screamed to cover Shami’s voice.
After all, the girl was the second in command of the Demon Clan; at least let her make a good impression on the newcomers.
Normally, any righteous character joining the Demon Clan has undergone a period of hardship, experienced many tragic and heroic stories, leading to drastic changes of heart and mind, ultimately being defeated in the final battle with the Demon King and deciding to fall.
If you say you ended up in the Demon King’s family at the first step, it damages the seniors’ image!
Nearby, the white-haired girl was completely unaffected by the conversation, lost in her own memories, her hands placed in front, fingers rubbing each other gently.
"Compared to the experience of crusading against the Demon King, every day living rough, traversing mountains and valleys, not eating or sleeping well... getting diarrhea from eating unknown roadside fruits, having to sleep in trees due to wild animals at night, going a whole month without speaking a word to anyone because no one’s around..."
The white-haired girl’s shoulders began to tremble, her eyes welling with crystalline light, lifting her little face to look at Shami, she opened her small mouth and loudly responded to him.
"Yes! Shami! Life is so much better now! I can sleep in until nine in the morning with no one scolding me, finish work early in the afternoon, then have all my own time... Taking the Slime for a simple walk to the village and harvesting a month’s worth of fruits and vegetables. Going on missions and getting the rewards I want... In the future, I’ll even get a house and always stay with Shami, this life is what I’ve always wanted!"