I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

She looked at the Rubik's Cube in her hand, and with a flick of her fingertips, the graphics on it returned to their original positions.

"if……"

"what if?"

The sudden question made Lynx almost jump up from his seat.

"Are you so surprised to see me, Kelsey?"

Lynx followed the prestige, and Zhenlong was standing beside her with a smile on his face, looking at her intently.

"Your Excellency Dayi..."

"Stop."

Hearing her address, the smile on Vacuum's face slowly dissipated, and then interrupted her without waiting for her greeting.

Zhenlong held Lynx's seat with one hand, and slowly moved his face closer to her. Two pairs of eyes with similar colors looked at each other, as if they were having a silent question and answer.

"Kelsey, if you can only talk to me in such an unfamiliar manner, calling me by my name is better than pretending to ignore it."

"Why do you say that? I have always entertained you with the highest standard of etiquette I know..."

"Kelsey?"

While the two were trying to straighten each other out, a new communicator suddenly broke in here.

It was the pink-haired Sarkaz girl.

"Hmm... Your Excellency, I'm sorry, I didn't know that Kelsey was entertaining you."

She saw the real dragon that was almost pressing the lynx on the chair, worry and confusion arose in her heart.

"It's too pretentious to call you Your Excellency. You and I are collaborators anyway... If you don't mind, young Demon King, you can call me—Mr. A."

Seeing her, the real dragon left the lynx, straightened up and walked towards her slowly.

"Mr. A... Hello, welcome to the Tower of Babel."

It wasn't until she saw the real dragon's face that she found out the identity of the other party from the silent memory in her mind.

It's the one from Yan Kingdom...

"..."

Zhenlong's footsteps stopped, he slightly lowered his head to look at the hand holding his clothes, and did not move forward.

"Teresia, what's the matter?"

Lynx looked up at her and asked softly.

"It's just that you haven't come out...everyone is worried about you."

She saw the look in Lynx's eyes, and after years of getting along with her, she was able to understand the meaning a little bit.

【Don't say any more, just give everything to her. 】

She would love to do that.But if he really did that, the real dragon in front of him, who already had a bad impression of Sarkaz, might hate them even more...

She had to try to communicate with him.If they can get his support... even if it's only in name, they will be more confident when they really achieve great things in the future.

"Mr. A, you have just arrived at the Tower of Babel. If you don't mind, can you allow me to be your guide and show you around here..."

"Theresa!"

The call of the lynx went unanswered.

"It's an honor for the Demon King to guide me..."

The real dragon stepped forward, broke away from the tightly clenched hand and came to Sarkaz.

The pink-haired Sarkaz bowed to him, and the real dragon gently took the hand she offered.

"..."

"Well, I almost forgot."

The pink-haired Sarkaz turned his head to look at Lynx, and said with a smile, "Kelsey, the doctor is looking for you, and there should be something very important to talk to you about."

"Theresa...I see."

Lynx watched their leaving backs, stood there silently, and left for a long time.

……

Accompanied by Zhenlong all the way to tour, she seems to really regard herself as a tour guide, and do her best to introduce everything that interests him to the passenger.

It wasn't until the two of them came to her bedroom, standing in front of the clearest floor-to-ceiling windows on the high tower, that the two of them ended their fruitless gossip.

"Mr. A... We are very grateful to you. If it weren't for you, we don't know how many compatriots we would have lost."

"The polite words are spared, Demon King."

The real dragon looked at the distant sky, and the warm light cast by the setting sun shone through the dark cloud, illuminating the ruined land.

"It's just that I can't see how desperate a certain stubborn guy is."

The real dragon stared at the demon king with sharp eyes, as if he was examining her qualifications.

"Theresa...how attractive are you..."

"What exactly did you use to make that old stubborn follow you so hard?"

"Is it the devil's spell, or your ability to read people's hearts? Or, is it a combination of the two, the ability to make people lose themselves?"

The real dragon raised his right hand, and his fingertips lightly touched the soft skin of the demon king.

"I'm really curious, Theresa."

"You just let a god I can't figure out what's thinking to be alone with her like this? Kelsey, I hope your thinking at this moment is worthy of the years you have wasted."

The evil spirit wearing a hood to hide his face was chatting happily with the restless lynx.

"I believe Your Highness..."

"Which Highness do you trust? Is it the one you betrayed, or the one you are about to betray? Oh, look at my shaky memory. To you, those monarchs are like peeling off the wrapping paper of candy. If the candy inside is eaten clean, no one will care what happens to the wrapping paper. That’s how you got rid of the candy before him, right?"

The evil spirit's tone was very bad.

Now she can only stay here every day, neither can see those patients who need her, nor can she command those who are willing to sacrifice to take back their future land.

Nesting here, it's like a bird in a cage, watching the old woman who dragged her into this muddy water thinking about the past while planning the future.

"If you came to me just to complain about your temper, doctor, have you seen the whole picture of the Tower of Babel at four o'clock in the morning?"

Lynx originally thought that this guy was looking for him for some serious business, but he ended up listening to her weirdness here.

Teresia, why did you push me away... I can understand your concerns and thoughts, but this is the only thing...

I should dissuade you, the water of the real dragon is very deep, you can't hold it...

"If you really want to think about Theresia, why don't you try that Thunderbolt for yourself?"

The lynx has no spare time to play such children's quarrelling games with the evil spirits.She should take a look, if Teresia used her power inadvertently...

"The power of the gods is certainly majestic."

The evil spirit has pushed open the door of the meeting room.

"But I believe that as long as you're around, she's safe."

"You don't need to say too much, doctor, I will protect Teresia."

"What are you talking about, Kelsey?"

Even the hood couldn't hide the evil spirit's strange eyes.

"What I mean is, as long as you are treated as a hostage for one, the Crown Prince will be happy to exchange Theresia for a traitor who is at his disposal."

……

"Kelsey is my friend, she taught me how to be a qualified king, and she also let me understand why Sarkaz and Kazdel are so declining."

"I am very grateful to Kelsey. Without her, the Theresa, who was once, may have died with her brother in the wilds of Kazdale."

The Demon King's voice is very gentle, his eyes are very gentle, and even the posture when he straightens up and doesn't let himself flinch is also gentle.

But gentleness alone cannot impress a real dragon.

"Maybe others will be touched by your words, but it's not enough for me, Demon King."

The real dragon's hand covered her slender throat, and the warm fingertips slowly stroked it, as if stroking a fragile treasure.

"Kelsey will not be everything to you. If someone tries to block Sarkaz's future, you will not refuse to kill her; if someone can achieve the future you planned, you will not refuse to sacrifice yourself and her. "

"Is Kelsey important? Yes, she is."

"Before the newly born and immature devil king inherits the throne, he must be supported by a preacher who has received karma and doubts."

"The evil spirit with this appearance is not suitable. She is almost lost in this war, and her sanity will collapse at any time."

"Your elder brother is not suitable either. People who are obsessed with power and ambition will only cultivate the next demon king who will be destroyed."

"A guide who has nothing to do with Sarkaz, a demon king who has nothing to do with Sarkaz..."

Sarkaz's eyes remained the same, and the gentle Demon King praised the real dragon with sincere respect.

"Your wisdom is unmatched, Your Majesty."

"But if possible, I prefer to end this long disaster with the perfect ending described in fairy tale picture books."

"Everyone likes the stories in fairy tale picture books, which are beautiful and gentle. But the reality is often real and cruel."

The figure of the Demon King was reflected in the eyes of the real dragon.

"Gentle devil, tell me... what capital do you have to make fairy tales come true?"

"All I can give, Your Majesty."

If it is for the future of this country and race, there is nothing that cannot be given up, even the life of the devil king.

"..."

"I'm really sorry, it seems that we came at the wrong time and accidentally interrupted the conversation between the two of you."

The doctor's mouth was full of apologies, but no matter how he looked at his behavior, he couldn't see where the apology was.

"Teresia..."

Lynx swept across the faces of the two, the real dragon was still so calm, like a windless sea, the demon king had a smile on his face, it was a sincere smile.

They were still late, and Teresia's deal seemed to have begun.

"I know you, doctor. Teresia told me that you are very talented."

"It really makes me terrified to be able to enter your eyes, but I can't appreciate your love with my weak body. Please allow me to continue to follow my monarch."

Between words and deeds, the evil spirit had already come to the demon king, and she was inserted between the two, closer to the real dragon than the demon king.

As if she felt that she might not be oppressive, she stood on tiptoe and looked at the real dragon.

Although the height is inferior, the momentum is not far behind.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, doctor... she has been unable to stabilize her mood because of the recent increase in casualties."

The Demon King held back the evil spirit and apologized to the real dragon on her behalf.

"Naturally, I have always been very tolerant of talented people."

True dragons don't mind the self-righteous offense of evil spirits.For all the offenses she has done, the Demon King will agree to make amends. If he wants to, he can directly claim compensation from the Demon King.

"Let's stop here for today's trip to the Tower of Babel."

The real dragon passed the evil spirit and the demon king. Before leaving, he approached Feilin and left some emotion in her ear:

"You don't know what she's going to do for this country, Kelsey. You don't even know her as well as I do."

"!!!"

Lynx's pupils shrank suddenly, and then looked at the Demon King in astonishment.

The smile on the Demon King's face is still as gentle and kind as before, but...

She smelled a trace of the demon king's breath on the real dragon.

"Teresia..."

She didn't know what to say... and she didn't know what position she was going to take...