Chapter 570: Mr. Lanqi's Past in the Demon World

The next day.

The sky of the Demon King's City Nakalis was still dark blue, and dawn was not far away.

At about five o'clock, the sky outside began to change.

On the bay of Lis Island, there was a small wooden house with a beige wall covered with ivy in the green. Behind the curtains, on one side of the bedroom, Lysandra slowly sat up from the bed.

"Huh."

Her sleepy eyes were a little confused, and she scratched her messy dark hair.

When she looked at the clock, she was so scared that she rolled off the bed and began to wash and change clothes. It was not until she smoothed her long hair that she realized that she could get up later today. Yesterday, Mr. McCarthy promised to take her to the palace.

However, she didn't know whether Mr. McCarthy would be too busy to take her, so she originally thought that she would get up early at normal time to make preparations.

Now she can only pray that Mr. McCarthy is free today.

She put on her coat, picked up her bag, and hurried out of the cabin.

There were a few strange clouds in the sky, drifting around in the weak morning breeze.

Normally, the sky might have started to turn blue at around five o'clock in July, but it seemed particularly dark today.

Originally, Lisandra was going to ask at the mansion next door how to find Mr. McCarthy quickly, but she didn't expect to see an amber magic vehicle parked outside her courtyard just after locking the door.

It was the familiar face from yesterday, leaning on the driver's seat, looking at the night sky where the stars had not yet dispersed.

Maybe he came out to confirm which part of the sky in the demon world belonged to him, or maybe he was looking at the faint blue light from the palace across the bay.

The moon that was about to disappear still shone on the trees, and the garden of the mansion next door became brightly lit again at five or six o'clock, but there was no laughter and excitement like last night.

McCarthy's glowing lines on his handsome face looked like petals, and his hair was smooth as if it was trimmed every week.

Lisandra could not see any evil in him, he just looked across the sea quietly.

I don't know if it's because he doesn't drink, he is completely different from the guests in the palace restaurant yesterday. The more they drink and laugh, the more solemn he looks.

Lisandra suddenly found out.

Maybe every morning, McCarthy would be downstairs in the palace, looking at a beam of aurora across the bay, as if he wanted to catch something, and that side was the pure land that he wanted, which belonged to his heart.

Soon, McCarthy noticed that Lisandra had come.

Out of etiquette, McCarthy got out of the car and saluted her.

Lisandra also nodded quickly and walked over quickly.

"Um, sir, are you waiting for me?"

Lisandra couldn't help asking.

"I just came a while ago, it seems like a coincidence."

Lanqi turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and said with a smile.

Lisandra nodded, followed the direction indicated by Lanqi's raised hand, and sat in the co-pilot seat.

If it were any other day, she would probably be late, but today, with Mr. McCarthy giving her a ride, she seemed to have plenty of time.

She felt that the other party had been waiting for a long time, but still said that he had just arrived.

"Are we going to transfer to the sea magic vehicle later?"

Lisandra asked him again.

The streamlined magic vehicle she and McCarthy were sitting in was amber in color, as beautiful as the princess's eyes, with long and elegant lines. There were coat boxes, food boxes and tool boxes inside, and the layers of windshields reflected the multiple lights and shadows of the street lamps, which was in line with her imagination of a wealthy man.

"No, it can be driven directly on the sea."

Lanqi answered comfortably.

He stepped on the accelerator skillfully, and the vehicle began to accelerate along the road towards the seaside.

Lisandra once again felt the power of money.

She originally thought that McCarthy was a legendary demon full of mystery, but at this moment this impression gradually dissipated, and now she was more inclined to regard him as a wealthy neighbor.

He is very special, but not as special as imagined.

However, this time in the same car, Lisandra gradually realized that it was a bit awkward.

Yesterday, she agreed to let him take her to work.

In fact, their relationship was not that close.

At best, they were just demons who had just met.

And she had just been taken care of by him, and asked him for help again.

Now that they were alone, she felt that there was nothing to say.

"Miss Lisandra, what kind of demon do you think I am?"

As if she noticed Lisandra holding her handbag a little embarrassedly with her peripheral vision, Lanqi took the lead in breaking the silence in the car.

"I think... you are a very good demon, much more friendly than imagined, and you don't have the airs of a noble."

Lisandra could only answer like this.

"I don't want you to misunderstand me because of those gossips. There may be a lot of rumors about me in Nakalis recently, but you have to know that gossip will change a little bit every time it is passed on, and in the end it can only be said that it has almost nothing to do with the facts."

Lanqi said to Lisandra while holding the steering wheel.

Lisandra nodded.

Apparently, McCarthy himself had heard the rumors that the demons were discussing around his palace dining room.

“Did you really work as a spy during the war?”

Lisandra asked curiously.

“You can say you did, but not in the way the rumors say.”

Lanqi admitted.

“So…you went to the Purgatory Corridor Academy?”

Lisandra didn't expect McCarthy to admit it, and she continued to ask with some interest.

These things might interest the princess.

After all, the princess was a student of Purgatory Corridor Academy, although she dropped out and fled to the human kingdom.

"Of course, but... it's not quite the same as the rumors."

While speaking, Lanqi glanced at Lisandra from time to time.

This made Lisandra unable to judge whether McCarthy was lying or not. He seemed to have a secret that he couldn't tell, but she could faintly hear that McCarthy had some strange and deep feelings for that school.

"Which class are you from? Who was the principal at that time?"

Lisandra asked casually.

Just find the princess to confirm, and you can basically know whether McCarthy's words are true or not.

"Well, that was twenty years ago..."

Lanqi's voice was a little difficult.

"..."

Lisandra tried her best to suppress her smile.

The lies he wove were so old-fashioned that Lisandra couldn't bear to continue asking.

Then they talked about his business journey from scratch, which was very different from what Lisandra heard in the restaurant last night, but it was not difficult to find that what McCarthy said himself was indeed the original version of the rumor. If there was no original version, the rumor would definitely not have been born.

However, she found that Mr. McCarthy had no intention of lying to her from beginning to end. His words were very conservative. Maybe he talked to her about these topics to make her feel relaxed.

It was indeed very easy to communicate with McCarthy. He seemed to naturally consider the mood of his friends around him.

If it was an ordinary girl, she might have been attracted to him very quickly.

But Lisandra knew her own weight and felt that McCarthy was just pure kindness to her, not caring whether she was a man or a woman.

Of course, it was precisely because of McCarthy's natural attitude that one day he might really be attracted to a girl and take good care of her because he liked her. The girl would also follow the principle of not being too self-conscious and misunderstand love as friendship.