76: Movies and Reality
"Why are you sitting next to me?" Holding a bucket of sweet-smelling popcorn, Leticia asked through gritted teeth.
Beside her, the white-haired girl sat quietly in her seat, waiting for the movie to begin.
Hearing Leticia's question, she looked up. "Intuition."
"Hah?"
"I know your habits—you would never choose a position close to other people. This cinema is closest to the meeting place, this movie doesn't have many morning showings, so I could easily guess which showing you'd choose to watch."
"The rest was simple. Only one seat in this row was reserved, so I bought a ticket for this seat." Bai Ling indicated this was very simple—she wasn't a little fool.
Besides, even if she'd guessed wrong, she had plenty of ways to make herself sit next to Leticia.
"Tch, miscalculated." Bai Ling's flawless reasoning made Leticia have to swallow this grievance, because this movie had been showing for quite a while, resulting in not many people at this showing.
She had casually picked a seat she liked, and it happened to be guessed by Bai Ling.
"Eating popcorn in this outfit isn't very good." Bai Ling reminded her out of kindness.
Leticia glared at Bai Ling. Did she not know?
"Are you underestimating the Demon King?" Leticia indicated there was absolutely no problem. She lightly touched the popcorn bucket, and a golden piece of popcorn automatically flew into Leticia's open mouth.
Magic was just that convenient.
"Aren't you afraid of being seen by others?" Regarding Leticia's behavior of daring to use magic in broad daylight, Bai Ling indicated she was really quite brave.
"What's to fear? With the current lighting, surveillance can't see clearly what I'm doing, and I haven't displayed any magical characteristics." Leticia said nonchalantly. This kind of telekinetic magic looked exactly the same as telekinetic superpowers—ordinary people couldn't tell the difference at all.
Plus with the already dimmed lighting, she really didn't think she had any risk of exposure.
A logo very familiar to Leticia had already appeared on the big screen, followed by a bunch of logos flashing quickly. About a minute later, the movie officially began.
The movie opened with a massive castle shrouded in black mist. Following the staircase guarded by soldiers covered in black armor from head to toe, the camera entered this obviously very important building.
"I find you humans don't understand us demons very well," Leticia quietly complained. "Don't tell me this is the Demon King's palace—my home isn't that gloomy."
Bai Ling didn't respond. She was concentrating on watching the characters appearing on the big screen.
An exceptionally seductive black-clad woman sat in an extremely undignified position on a blood-colored throne. She wore a somewhat revealing black dress, her expression three parts contempt and seven parts arrogance.
Below the throne knelt three trembling large men—they were the villains from the previous movie, the demon race's Four Heavenly Kings.
As for why there were only three?
One had defected to the protagonist's side in the previous movie.
That one was also the looks among the Four Heavenly Kings, the only pretty girl who looked quite nice.
"Silfran betrayed us, didn't she?" the woman asked casually.
"Yes, Your Majesty. Silfran betrayed us. If not for her betrayal, we would have already killed the Sword Saint," the eldest of the three men answered.
"The Four Heavenly Kings together still couldn't beat me." This time it was Bai Ling's turn to complain. "That's the Demon King?"
Leticia chuckled. "The Demon King is right next to you. Apart from black hair and black eyes, there's nothing in common between me and this fake."
"True, but she's more like a Demon King."
"Bullshit! How can she be called a Demon King? Even if I brought over the sluttiest succubus from my side, she wouldn't be as slutty as her!" Leticia's reaction was quite strong. "Look at these clothes, dressing so shamelessly in front of three men—people who don't know would think these three are her lovers."
"What did you used to dress like?" Bai Ling asked somewhat curiously.
Leticia glanced at Bai Ling. "Didn't you see clearly when you beat me up?"
"No, in such intense combat I didn't have the energy to notice other things." Bai Ling shook her head.
Her answer made Leticia laugh. Intense? Wasn't she just ground into the dirt by this person?
Excuse, absolute excuse.
"You're really modest. I don't have your powerful strength," Leticia said sarcastically. "As for what I was like before, you could perhaps ask those demon nobility, or the Four Heavenly Kings."
The demons who could meet Leticia numbered no more than ten fingers, and those who could see Leticia's Demon King form were even fewer.
"I want to see."
"No, you don't." Leticia flatly refused Bai Ling's request. "Let's not even mention that my clothes are still sealed in the Demon King's palace treasury—those clothes, once you wear them once, you don't want to wear them a second time."
The reason was simple—wearing those clothes felt like one word: uncomfortable.
The clothes made by those demon craftsmen were terrible. They looked very high-class, but actually wearing them was like sandpaper grinding against skin.
But the demon craftsmen had something to say too—it wasn't that they didn't work hard, but the best fabric that could be produced on demon territory was just like this.
It couldn't compare to the fabrics from humans and elves, but compared to the beast people's side, it was still quite acceptable.
"I can have that designer redesign a set for you. She seems very willing to design clothes for you."
"No way, what would I wear those for? I don't want to go back to being that Demon King." Leticia hurriedly refused. If she wore that kind of clothing, even an idiot could sense Leticia's extraordinariness.
A cute little girl would at most make people sigh "how cute," but a girl carrying royal aura—that would be different.
"I just want to see." Bai Ling rested her chin on her hand, a pair of crimson eyes staring intently at Leticia.
"Don't think about it, don't look." Leticia ignored Bai Ling's completely ineffective eye attack. "Watch your movie properly."
"Oh." Bai Ling lowered her head somewhat disappointedly, but soon her emotions became excited, because on the big screen, the Sword Saint finally appeared.
Only the difference between the Sword Saint on the big screen and the real Sword Saint was much greater than the difference between the Demon Kings.