"Should we tell Sister Bai about this speculation?"
"No need. Whether Lin Qingyu is Evangelyne still needs verification. Let's prepare first. If it really is her, we definitely shouldn't tell others about this." Leticia answered very seriously.
This time she wasn't refusing Qila's suggestion out of personal reasons—she was deciding to keep their speculation hidden for the benefit of the demon race.
The cake was only so big; having one less person to share it was better than having one more.
Leticia believed in her own appetite—swallowing this delicious cake whole wouldn't be a problem.
"For now, let those two suckers hurry up and bring people over, and they must act covertly. If they're discovered, they won't have a good time." Leticia leaned back in her chair, her expression giving the illusion that the world was within her grasp.
She was the king—this was the Demon King.
Then the next moment, she yawned, ruining her image. "Hah, tired, tired. Time for an afternoon nap."
"Sister, can't you maintain it a little longer?" Qila was speechless at Leticia's quick loss of composure.
She had finally caught a glimpse of her former sister, but it vanished like bubbles in water before she could even feel moved.
"Hah? Maintain an image for whom? Those disobedient guys aren't here." Leticia stood up, shaking her head as she walked toward the bedroom. "Torturing myself is completely unnecessary."
Forcing herself to maintain a serious expression was tiring—how could it compare to the ease of acting as she pleased now?
Leticia would only put on a serious act in front of certain high nobles now. In front of other demons, her expression was always relatively gentle.
Although in those demons' eyes, a smiling Leticia was more frightening than a stern-faced one.
Leticia's nap time was fairly fixed—basically sleeping from noon until around 2 PM.
After getting up, she read for a while, watched manga under her sister's supervision for a while, and then it was dinner time.
After peacefully finishing dinner, Leticia planned to take a bath. The scuffle with Bai Ling in the morning had made her sweat a bit, so she needed to clean up.
"I won't trouble Qila today. I think I can wash myself now." Refusing her sister's request to come in with her, Leticia closed the bathroom door and began undressing.
Since she hadn't left the house today, she was still wearing pajamas.
And her pajamas could only be described as quite conservative.
The pants that were usually completely invisible finally had a sense of presence—thick cotton pants gave Leticia a huge sense of security.
Under the pink pajama top that matched her sleep pants was a white short-sleeved shirt. Unbuttoning the shirt one button at a time, Leticia's utterly tragic flat chest was symbolically covered by equally white underwear.
To be honest, even without covering it, there wouldn't be much to see.
Leticia's flatness was truly flat—completely flat with no need for explanation.
She wasn't small; she was completely absent, as if she had forgotten to develop that organ while in her mother's womb.
It made one worry whether her future children would become as regrettable as their mother due to malnutrition.
"I'm flat-chested, I'm proud..." Leticia ran her hand over her steel plate, and after confirming there really wasn't the slightest curve, she muttered to herself with a dark expression.
She actually didn't not want a little something there. For her, it didn't need to be very big—something like Qila's would be quite perfect.
Small, cute and adorable—how nice.
But this steel plate of hers, if she took a photo and sent it to someone, they'd compliment her saying, "This young man has quite fair skin."
Turning on the showerhead and waiting for the water temperature to reach the right level, Leticia stepped into the water curtain.
The appropriately heated water hitting Leticia's pale body made the girl squint her eyes in comfort.
Bathing was indeed a joyful experience second only to sleeping, eating, and playing games.
"Hah, so comfortable."
Leticia bathed very quickly. In just about twenty minutes, she felt she had cleaned herself thoroughly.
Taking a new set of underwear from the other side and putting it on, then putting on a white nightgown, Leticia opened the bathroom door, planning to return to her room to continue lounging.
But as soon as she opened the door, she nearly bumped into someone's embrace.
Fortunately, Leticia reacted in time, stopping her forward steps. Looking up at Bai Ling who had already spread her arms to catch her, she said nothing and just slapped the girl's chest, pushing Bai Ling back several steps.
Cough cough, although the placement of her palm was a bit inappropriate, please believe Leticia—she really was just quick-handed, and only realized the place she had touched was wrong after she pushed Bai Ling away and retracted her hand.
"Cough cough, what are you doing here?" Leticia crossed her arms, coughing awkwardly twice.
Bai Ling's... those two things really weren't small.
"Just came to tell you about what happened today." Bai Ling also blushed and averted her gaze. Being unconsciously attacked by Leticia made her face feel hot too. "When I arrived, you were still bathing, so I came here to wait for you."
While speaking, Bai Ling's eyes occasionally drifted over Leticia's nightgown. This slip dress should be quite alluring when worn by other girls, after all, it exposed such a large area of the chest.
But on Leticia, there was completely no such feeling.
This girl would forever disappoint people in certain areas.
"Oh, then let's go talk in the living room." Leticia nodded, paying no attention to Bai Ling's gaze. If this person could communicate with her seriously, that would be the strange thing.
If one day Bai Ling really looked at Leticia without letting her eyes wander, then Leticia might feel uneasy, thinking Bai Ling was planning something against her.
Returning to the living room and sitting on the sofa again, Bai Ling briefly told Leticia about what had happened today.
Overall, today was peaceful. Except for Songstress still running around looking for ways to detoxify, everyone else was performing their duties without any major incidents.
"I told Lin Qingyu about Miss Xi's situation. She showed some wavering, but in the end she still told me she had no way to treat Miss Xi."
"Mm, understandable. A Half-Elf indeed might not have a way to neutralize elven poison." Leticia nodded.
"But she told us that the elf who used the poison definitely has something that can detoxify it."
That the elf who used poison would have antidotes was something even an idiot could think of. If this elf accidentally got the poison on herself, surely she wouldn't just watch herself perish?
So she definitely had antidotes on her for emergencies.
Unless this person really didn't value her own life.
"Saying that is like saying nothing. If we could find that elf, would we need to ask her?" Leticia crossed her legs, completely unconcerned that her fair thighs were exposed to the air.
Bai Ling nodded. What Leticia said was exactly what she was thinking—if they could find traces of that attacker, things would become simple.
"That elf seems to have used magic to interfere with surveillance around the incident site. We only know she fled toward the suburbs after her attack failed. We don't know anything else."
"Even if she did flee in that direction, it's been a whole day now. Who knows where she is now." Leticia shrugged. A full day was enough time for this kind of elven expert to do far too many things.
She could now be hiding in any corner of Central City, waiting for the next opportunity to arrive.
And that poor Miss Xi only had two days of life remaining.
"However, human affairs should be resolved by humans themselves." Leticia smiled wickedly at Bai Ling. "I'm just a carefree ordinary demon—I don't have any spare energy to meddle in such matters."
"Sigh, can I ask Xue'er to help?" Bai Ling sighed. Leticia's reaction was within her expectations.
Fortunately, she hadn't been counting on Leticia's help from the beginning. She came this time to ask Xue'er for assistance.
Unlike Leticia, Bai Ling greatly trusted Xue'er's reliability, and this maid also had information channels that Bai Ling lacked.
If she could get Xue'er's help, perhaps things might take a turn for the better.
Regarding this request, Leticia agreed quite naturally. "Suit yourself. As long as you can negotiate with Xue'er, I won't object."
Leticia believed Xue'er would definitely not lose out in negotiations with Bai Ling. This maid was the person Leticia trusted most.
Sometimes Leticia might not trust herself, but she would always trust Xue'er regardless of the circumstances.
"Good, thank you." Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief. With Xue'er's help, Miss Xi's chances of being saved increased significantly.
"Why thank me? Just convince Xue'er to help you." Leticia snorted, showing disdain for Bai Ling's gratitude. "I'm tired. Going to rest first."
With that, Leticia put on her slippers and walked into the bedroom without looking back.
As for how Bai Ling would negotiate with Xue'er afterward, that was their business and had nothing to do with Leticia.
What she needed to do was happily hold her sister and have a good sleep, welcoming the next day with abundant energy.
The next day, when Leticia opened her eyes, she didn't wake up as early as yesterday.
Waking up at her normal time, she looked beside her to find Qila had already disappeared. Her sister's normal wake-up time was a bit earlier than Leticia's.
Usually she would wait for Leticia to wake up before getting up together with her sister, but today, she had quietly gotten up before her sister woke.
Rubbing her teary eyes, Leticia walked out of the bedroom wearing somewhat disheveled pajamas.
Then she saw Qila busy in the kitchen.
"Sister's awake? Breakfast will be ready soon." Hearing movement behind her, Qila turned back to speak to Leticia. "Also, sister, the strap on your shoulder has slipped down."
"Ah." Leticia looked down and discovered that the white strap on her right shoulder had somehow slipped down, leaving her in a state of partial exposure.
But this "spring scene" really couldn't make anyone feel any beauty.
Just a patch of snow-white skin—anyone who could react to this thing would be hopeless.
Pulling the strap back onto her shoulder, Leticia decided she really wasn't suited for nightgowns.
"I should just wear pajamas from now on," she said.
But this suggestion was firmly rejected by her sister. "I think it's quite nice."
The feel of nightgowns was much better than pajamas—cool and smooth. Being held by such a sister was incredibly comfortable.
"Tch." Leticia pursed her lips. "Where's Xue'er?"
Normally, breakfast should be prepared by Xue'er, but today it was Qila doing it, with Xue'er nowhere to be seen.
She should have been called away by Bai Ling to help?
"Sister Xue'er went out early in the morning." Qila explained. She had also seen the note Xue'er left in the room before getting up to prepare breakfast for her sister.
As for why Xue'er went out so early, she didn't know either.
But judging by her sister's expression, she seemed to know the reason?
"Don't worry about Xue'er. She should have gone to help that surnamed Bai." Leticia waved her hand and walked into the bathroom.
By the time Qila finished preparing breakfast, Leticia had also changed clothes and sat at the dining table.
Because Xue'er wasn't there, today Leticia was dressed very simply and unusually—a long-sleeved shirt and loose long pants. This was the Demon King's outfit for today.
Ah, yes, Leticia's house did have pants.
It's just that normally Xue'er wouldn't take them out for Leticia to wear. But today, Xue'er had taken them out, seemingly not very confident in Leticia's dressing abilities.
Putting on pants was much simpler than those long dresses in the wardrobe.
And things like long socks were quite difficult for Leticia to put on by herself.
"Sister Xue'er went to help Sister Bai? Was it sister's idea?" Qila asked, biting her fork.
Without her sister's permission, Sister Xue'er couldn't possibly take the initiative to help Sister Bai. Qila believed this.
"Mm, that surnamed Bai came last night to ask me to lend her Xue'er."
"So sister agreed?"
"I told her to negotiate with Xue'er herself. As for how their negotiation went, I don't know." Leticia indicated this matter had little to do with her.
This was just a private transaction between Bai Ling and Xue'er, having nothing to do with her, Leticia.
What? You say this was done with her consent?
Completely untrue!
She, Leticia, would never help Bai Ling.
"Sister is being inconsistent again." Qila indicated that sister was indeed helping Bai Ling.
Not objecting meant giving tacit consent. With Bai Ling's financial resources, getting Xue'er to help should be quite simple.