Chapter: Chapter 77
“Why are you sitting next to me?” Leticia asked through gritted teeth, holding a bucket of sweet-smelling popcorn.
Beside her, the white-haired girl sat quietly in her seat, waiting for the movie to start.
Hearing Leticia’s question, she looked up. “Intuition.”
“Huh?”
“I know your habits. You would never choose a seat close to others. This cinema is the closest to our meeting place, and this movie has limited morning showtimes. I could easily guess which screening you would choose.”
“The rest is simple. Only one seat in this row was reserved, so I bought a ticket for that seat.” Bailing declared that it was easy, and she wasn’t a fool.
Besides, even if she guessed wrong, she had ways to sit next to Leticia.
“Tch, flawed calculation.” Leticia had to swallow her pride due to Bailing’s flawless reasoning. Because the movie had been out for a while, there weren’t many people at this screening.
She had casually picked a seat she liked, only to have Bailing guess it correctly.
“Wearing those clothes to eat popcorn isn’t ideal,” Bailing reminded her with good intentions.
Leticia glared at Bailing. Did she not know?
“Are you looking down on the Demon King?” Leticia declared that there was no problem, gently tapping the popcorn bucket. A golden kernel of popcorn automatically flew into Leticia’s open mouth.
Magic, it was that easy.
“Aren’t you afraid of being seen by others?” Bailing commented on Leticia’s daring act of using magic in public, calling her truly courageous.
“What is there to be afraid of? With the current lighting, the surveillance cameras can’t see what I’m doing. Besides, I haven’t displayed any magical characteristics.” Leticia said indifferently. This type of telekinesis-based magic and telekinesis-based superpowers were virtually identical in appearance; ordinary people couldn’t distinguish them.
Coupled with the dimmed lights, she truly didn’t believe there was any risk of exposure.
A trademark that Leticia was quite familiar with appeared on the big screen, followed by a rapid sequence of logos. About a minute later, the movie officially began.
The movie opened with a huge castle shrouded in black mist. Along a staircase guarded by soldiers clad in full black armor, the camera entered this obviously important building.
“I’ve realized that you humans don’t understand us demons very well,” Leticia muttered with a small complaint. “Don’t tell me that’s the Demon King’s palace. Mine isn’t that gloomy.”
Bailing didn’t respond. She was intently watching the characters appearing on the big screen.
A remarkably alluring woman in black sat on a blood-red throne in a highly immodest pose. She wore a slightly revealing black evening gown, her expression a mix of one-third disdain and two-thirds arrogance.
Below the throne knelt three trembling men. They were the villains from the previous movie, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Realm.
As for why there were only three?
One had defected to the protagonist’s side in the previous movie.
That one was also the most attractive of the Four Heavenly Kings, the only pretty girl.
“Sephalan betrayed us, didn’t she?” the woman casually asked.
“Yes, Your Majesty. Sephalan betrayed us. If not for her betrayal, we would have already killed the Sword Saint,” replied the eldest of the three men.
“Even all four of the Heavenly Kings together couldn’t defeat me,” Bailing commented this time. “Is that the Demon King?”
Leticia chuckled. “The Demon King is right beside you. Apart from having black hair and black eyes, there’s nothing in common between me and this impostor.”
“Indeed, but she’s more like a Demon King.”
“Pah, you call that a Demon King? I could bring over the most seductive succubus from my side, and she wouldn’t be as seductive as this!” Leticia reacted quite strongly. “Look at that outfit, dressed so shamelessly in front of three men. One would think these three were her lovers.”
“Then what did you used to wear?” Bailing asked with some curiosity.
Leticia glared at Bailing. “Didn’t you see clearly when you were hitting me?”
“No, I was too busy to pay attention to anything else during such an intense battle,” Bailing shook her head.
Her response made Leticia chuckle. “Intense”? Wasn’t she the one being thoroughly beaten by this person?
Excuses, pure excuses.
“Then you are truly modest. I don’t possess your immense power.” Leticia spoke sarcastically. “As for what I used to wear, you could perhaps ask those high-ranking nobles of the Demon Realm, or the Four Heavenly Kings.”
The number of demons who could meet Leticia was no more than ten, and even fewer could witness Leticia in her Demon King form.
“I want to see.”
“No, you don’t,” Leticia flatly refused Bailing’s request. “Let’s not even mention that my clothes are still sealed in the Demon King’s palace vault. Those clothes, I wouldn’t want to wear them a second time after wearing them once.”
The reason was simple: those clothes were uncomfortable, to put it in one word.
The clothes made by the demon artisans were terrible. They looked grand and impressive, but wearing them felt like sandpaper rubbing against the skin.
However, the demon artisans had their own defense: it wasn’t that they didn’t try their best, but the best fabric that could be produced in the Demon Realm was simply like this.
It couldn’t compare to the fabrics from the human or elven sides, but when compared to the orcish side, it was still quite decent!
“I can have that designer create a new set for you. She seems quite willing to design outfits for you.”
“No, why would I wear those? I don’t want to go back to being the Demon King.” Leticia quickly refused. If she wore those kinds of clothes, even a fool would realize Leticia’s extraordinary nature.
A cute little girl might merely elicit comments like “how cute,” but a girl exuding an aura of royalty and dominance would be different.
“I just want to see,” Bailing mumbled, resting her chin on her hand, her scarlet eyes fixed intently on Leticia.
“Don’t think about it, don’t look,” Leticia ignored Bailing’s rather poor attempt at a glare. “Focus on your movie.”
“Oh.” Bailing lowered her head, a hint of disappointment in her expression. But soon, her emotions surged as the Sword Saint finally appeared on the big screen.
It was just that the gap between the Sword Saint on the big screen and the real Sword Saint was far greater than the gap between the Demon Kings.
