She had always thought that she should be the one to break through the Saintess’s heart, yet unexpectedly, last night, it was she who had been taken by surprise and penetrated instead.
It wasn’t until the morning that Via fully realized what kind of state she had been in the night before.
There was no way around it.
At midnight, her emotions were naturally more sensitive, and having just woken from a nightmare, it was only natural that the other party had seized the opportunity.
In a sense, Cecilia’s timing was simply impeccable.
However…
A slight smile tugged at the corner of Via’s lips.
Judging by the concern Cecilia had shown her last night, it was clear that she had already firmly grasped the other’s heart.
It wouldn’t be long before she truly controlled the Saintess.
Still carrying a faint, sweet fragrance left by the Saintess in her nose, Via found the scent utterly delightful.
The Saintess was a legitimately rare unit, an existence almost on par with a quasi-Demon Lord in power.
If she could fully control the Saintess, she would be able to establish her own loyal faction within the demon clan.
Pushing that wretched Demon King off the throne was now only a matter of time.
“Cecilia.”
“I’m here.”
Cecilia’s voice came from outside the door.
Worried that Viya might be scared after her nightmare, Cecilia insisted on staying by the door.
Even though Viya had made it clear she was a Demon Lord, not a frightened child afraid to leave after a bad dream, Cecilia still radiated her Saintess aura and firmly refused to leave her side.
“Today, I’m going to take you to visit the Demon King’s Castle. At the same time, it’ll help you get a head start on becoming familiar with our demon clan’s world.”
“Our demon clan”—back in the day, if a Saint had said something like that, no one would have believed it.
After all, the Saintess symbolized humanity’s glory, and no one would expect her to speak that way.
“I’ve already learned about the situation inside the demon clan. Besides, aren’t I inside the demon clan right now?”
Cecilia asked knowingly.
In truth, she was well aware that the demon clan’s true stronghold was not in this city, nor anywhere near the demon clan’s battlefront.
Human history recorded the demon clan as living in a place called the “Demon Realm.”
According to some who claimed to have visited it, the Demon Realm was vast, and the Demon King’s Castle was the center of it all.
The demon clan’s power there far exceeded what it held in the human world.
Cecilia’s question was rhetorical because, for the demon clan, the Demon Realm—especially the Demon King’s Castle—was a place no human could ever truly know.
From ancient times until now, the demon clan had controlled many intelligent races, resulting in a diverse composition of demons: succubi, blood demons, dark elves… no one knew exactly how many demons existed, nor the true scale of the demon clan.
Even the Saintess did not know.
The church’s tens of thousands of intelligence agents risked their lives to gather only a basic understanding of the demon clan’s internal organization and a rough estimate of their populations.
Now, Viya was personally taking Cecilia deep into the Demon Realm…
Either she trusted Cecilia immensely, or she had never intended to send her back.
Indeed, even if Cecilia returned now, she probably wouldn’t be accepted by humans.
“Our occupied area is still very different from the real Demon Realm. In the future, you’ll need to familiarize yourself with these things—they’ll come in handy.”
After saying this, Viya raised her hand.
“Grab my hand and don’t let go. The frontline ‘passageway’ hasn’t been completed yet, so from here to the Demon Realm, I have to lead you personally.”
“??? What do you mean?”
Cecilia didn’t understand.
For a human, understanding demon clan thinking was still difficult.
“Close your eyes, don’t look around. Also, it might feel a bit uncomfortable, but it’ll pass soon.”
However, Via gave Cecilia no time to respond and grabbed the Saintess’s hand.
Looking at the Demon Lord before her, who had regained her confidence and grace, Cecilia nodded instinctively.
Although she didn’t know what Viya was about to do, it was likely going to shatter her understanding of everything.
The surge of magic instantly caused their clothes to flutter slightly.
Then Via raised her hand, light swirling.
The next moment, Cecilia felt as if the world was spinning wildly.
It was as though she had been thrown into a massive whirlpool, tossed around wildly in every direction.
The blood in her body seemed to flow backward, and a fierce nausea nearly forced her to vomit the breakfast she had just eaten.
Cecilia prided herself on her physical and mental strength, but even with her eyes closed, she clearly felt disoriented.
Thankfully, this dizzying sensation only lasted a few seconds.
Soon, Cecilia felt her feet firmly touch solid ground.
“Have we arrived?”
Cecilia asked softly.
“You’ll know when you open your eyes.”
Viya said this and fell silent. Gathering her courage, Cecilia opened her eyes.
Then she fell silent again.
The Demon King’s Castle—a city synonymous with evil and immense power in the minds of countless people—indeed matched the stereotype in appearance: imposing yet intricately luxurious buildings and halls, towering spires reaching into the clouds, and perched atop the highest point, the Demon King’s Court.
Of course, it wasn’t just the architecture that stunned Cecilia, but the number of demons inside.
Throughout the Demon King’s Castle were all kinds of demons.
They didn’t care about their image or racial stereotypes, openly stationing themselves throughout the streets.
And these demons seemed to be everywhere in the city’s streets now.
“The Demon King’s Castle… isn’t it a stronghold from which the demons launch attacks? Then why does it look like… like…”
“Like an ordinary city, right?”
Viya saw what Cecilia was thinking and whispered, “Not all demons inside the Demon King’s Castle are bitter and vengeful. We demons need to live too. Strictly speaking, the demon clan has clear divisions of labor, not much different from humans. We do wage war externally, but because of the secrecy of the Demon Realm, the people in the Demon King’s Castle are not overly affected.”
“That castle on the mountain is the Demon King’s Court. But I can’t take you there now.”
Viya pointed at the Demon King’s Court on the mountainside, a magnificent building halfway up the slope, giving an impression that it was unreachable.