Lara, who had achieved what she wanted, then proudly turned around and walked away. She didn’t forget to swipe her short brown wig behind her ears.

The captain glanced at her back as if to say, “What’s all that?” but her expression was one of relief. If she endured that high-pitched voice and the murderous intent for another five minutes,

‘… I probably wouldn’t be safe now.’

With a solemn expression, the captain tried to suppress his trembling fist with his other hand and calm it down. It had been 13 years since he had felt such a murderous intent.

<It’s a cliché that the weaker you are, the more you are looked down upon by those around you, and the more angry you become, the more powerful you’ll be hidden.>

‘Yes?’

<It’s nothing.>

Lara was about to leave the main gate of the Knights Templar with her shoulders squared in a dignified manner. A young man was seen wandering around the knights like a leisurely tourist. He had a straight collar, a wine-colored cravat, and black lace adorning the sleeves of his suit. His long black hair, which reached above his waist, had a smooth sheen as if he had been specially managed.

The man, who was wearing a dull fashion from head to toe, suddenly turned around.

‘Does he look familiar…?’

The moment Lara thought that the bright red eyes that caught her attention were impressive, she was able to recall the man she had met at the Duke’s ball before.

‘Ah, the delusional patient I met last time… ….’

<The Demon King.>

Hmm?

Lara’s eyes widened in shock. In that short time, she couldn’t help but doubt her own ears several times. The Demon King? Wasn’t he a delusional patient?!!

<The male protagonist of the decadent Demon King, Pereus. He harasses Princess Elina, who was kidnapped as the Demon King’s bride, however he wants, and the heroine falls in love with him like a Stockholm syndrome patient.>

He certainly looks as intense and decadent as the Demon King, but it’s a bit strange to call him the Demon King who rules over all the ferocious monsters and demons of the underworld… … .

“Hello, hello? Haven’t we met before?”

Pereus greeted her brightly, rubbing the back of his neck. For a moment, I thought he was the young man who had just moved in next door.

“I don’t think you’ve come to kidnap the Demon King’s bride?”

<… You’re really very polite.>

The god suddenly began to refrain from speaking, as if he was unfamiliar with the non-cliché appearance.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I think you’re disguised as a man… I don’t want to cause trouble by finding out about you… … .”

“No, it’s okay.”

“Oh, yes. Is the heroine here?”

“Why are you looking for the heroine?”

“Ah, that… Should I say it’s a personal matter? Haha, please. If you know, please… … .”

Lara smiled awkwardly in front of Pereus, who kept bowing his back. At that moment, a cold and indifferent voice was heard from behind her.

“I’m the heroine. What do you need?”

Elina3, who seemed to have followed her because she was worried about her, stood next to me with light steps. Pereus opened his mouth for a moment as if he was surprised by her appearance, but later realized it was rude and bowed his head.

“Oh, nice to meet you. I’m a demon who does this kind of work in the Demon World. My name is Pereus, and I work as a demon king at the Demon King’s Castle.”

The way he held out his black business card with both hands was as polite as a new salesperson. Even Karma looked even more so because it was 5 vs 5.

“Actually, I’m not the only one. I came to the surface to travel and find the demon king’s bride.”

‘What’s wrong with the Demon King? It looks so plain and empty!’

It was a search for the Demon King’s bride that transcended international marriage. Lara asked him, hoping that he was a fake.

“You told me last time that you were a Demon King until recently, right?” “Oh, actually, I’m still in the Demon King position, but I said indirectly that I thought you might feel uncomfortable if I called myself the Demon King when we first met, haha.”

Pereus, who let out a soft laugh as if embarrassed, turned his head to Elina3. No matter what, I guess his main purpose was to be the female protagonist, not the male protagonist.

“Are you interested in the Demon King’s bride?”

“What is the Demon King’s bride?”

“To put it simply, it’s a service position. We are recruiting new people in the Demon World. After you start working, you will stay at the Demon King’s castle as the Demon King’s bride for a month or two to adjust. Once you are converted to a regular employee, you can be promoted to the Demon Emperor’s concubine right away.”

“What is the daily wage?”

‘You’re a princess… … . Are you short on money?’

The two, unaware of Lara’s trembling feelings, continued to talk seriously.

“The daily wages will be paid out on the same day. You can come up to the surface on weekends. If you want, you can work a flexible schedule… … . Would you like to apply? I’ll hire you right away.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“… Oh, yes. Then I’ll come back next time. If you’re interested, please contact me here.”

Pereus bowed politely at a 90-degree angle and turned his back and walked away. How long had he walked? He looked back once more and bowed.

‘The Demon King’s bride will be saved.’

With that thought, Lara got on the carriage to head to the Great Hall.

After arriving at the Great Hall, Lara headed to the reception desk. Since the divine power was a power that was thoroughly managed by the state, even receiving treatment from a priest was very difficult.

After proving my identity and saying that I had come because of a shoulder injury, I was immediately guided to the waiting room. The problem was that the large waiting room was packed to the brim with people.

‘What, why are there so many…?’

They didn’t all seem to be sick or injured. The waiting line was so long that it seemed like I would have to wait at least five hours for my turn.

<The people flocked here because of the birth of the saint. The state religion is closely related to politics and the economy, after all. Since I can’t meet the saint in person, I guess they’re trying to build a relationship with the priest.>

‘What, was that it?’

Lara realized anew how important Elina5 was. At that moment, she suddenly woke up from her thoughts when she heard a voice calling her name.

“Follow me. I’ll show you around.” “Huh? Already?”

It didn’t seem like even three minutes had passed since she’d been waiting. Lara tilted her head and followed the priest elegantly. Lara’s shoulders tense up for no reason as she sees the envious eyes glancing at her from all around her.

‘Hohoho! You must think I’m the daughter of a grand duke with wealth and power behind me, right?’

She lifted her chin up in pride, but anyone could tell that she was a knight with a long beard who had sprained his neck while training.

“Then, please go in.”

The hallway was so long that it took her ten minutes to reach a door. It was the most magnificent and massive door she had ever seen, and as she passed the marble doorpost and went inside, she saw someone standing there.

A long white cloth stretched from the back of the cylindrical hat, covering his shoulders, made it difficult to see his back. However, judging from the clothes and accessories he was wearing, which were made of quite valuable pure silver, he didn’t seem to be an ordinary priest.

The person standing in front of the window frame, wearing a pure white uniform with a gold stripe pattern delicately embroidered on the hem, turned around. The sunlight that shone in at that moment filled him with a sense of sacredness.

“Give me back the clothes you borrowed.”

This was the first thing he said as soon as he saw her. Lara hesitated in embarrassment, then realized that it was Michael and hurriedly collected her expression.

“I’m sorry, I came here for treatment, so I didn’t bring them… … .” “It’s okay. Come back next time and return them.”

Michael slightly furrowed his brows as if his clothes were heavy and sat down on the chair with a loud noise. Dressed like that, he definitely looked like the Pope.

Lara, who was looking around the Pope’s office with curious eyes, suddenly turned to face the voice.

“Can you come to the garden annex where you came last time?”

“I found it when I was lost that time, so I’m not sure if you’re telling me to go back, but if you just show me the way… … .”

“Are you an idiot? You know the way from the garden exit, right?”

It was already annoying that God kept nagging her for being ignorant, and now that he was being called an idiot, she was offended. That God’s Pope. It was when Lara had impure thoughts in her head.

“Treatment is better than that.”

“… …?”

When Lara widened her eyes in surprise, Michael motioned for her to come closer. Lara was suspiciously observing his expression, wondering if he could read her mind, when he suddenly stood up.

“What are you doing, not sticking it out.”

“What are you sticking out?”

“A place to get treatment. It’s frustrating… ….”

When Lara slightly stuck out her right shoulder, Michael grabbed her left arm and forced her to sit on the sofa. Could he be trying to look at her wound? It was the moment when Lara looked up at him standing in front of her in surprise. Suddenly, he started unbuttoning his clothes. Lara’s face hardened like stone at the sudden exposure. When Lara’s smooth abdomen was revealed, her face turned red, not knowing where to look. White light condensed from his navel and divine power poured out.

‘Are you coming from there?!!’

Elina 5, the Pope, and this religious group, I don’t know where the divine power comes from. Michael smiled self-deprecatingly, perhaps reading Lara’s gaze.

“It would be strange. Normally, divine power is released from the eyes, mouth, or hands near the heart, but as you heard earlier, in my case, the divine power is gathered in my bladder and discharged through my navel.”

“Should I laugh about this?”

“So when you look from the side, it looks like a melon navel… … . Funny enough. People used to gossip behind my back that I had a cursed constitution when they saw me like this.”

“I guess this is a funny part, right?”

“But it’s fortunate. If it had come from a little lower than my navel… … .”

Michael’s hot hand touched the side of my head for a moment. The hand that swept my flowing hair past my ear felt strange for a moment. At the same time, Lara’s head was covered in a strong red color.

“… What are you thinking about?”

“Ah, ah, I wasn’t thinking about anything?!” “Rather, raise your arm now.”

“Ah.”

Lara raised her right arm. The burning pain from earlier had completely disappeared, as if it were a lie.