The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

[Esteemed Mr. Colin,

Thank you for your thoughtfulness; the relics my father left me have once again returned to my side. Last night, I slept exceptionally well, more peacefully than any night since I arrived in Thunder City.

I assure you, I will never lose it again, regardless of the reason. After all, it's not just a gift from my father now, it's also a token of your affection, which I will cherish and always keep by my side.

Also, this morning, just as I opened my eyes from my dream, I happened to see a bird with purple feathers perched on the windowsill.

It reminded me of your eyes; I wonder if you sent it to greet me. If so, I would like to send a letter to greet you, hoping it's not too presumptuous to bother you.

Wishing you a pleasant day.

——Erin Campbell

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"Does writing it this way seem too strange? How can there be birds in winter... But I did see it, truly."

In the study of the manor, Erin, who had written the letter by hand, read it over and over, but felt increasingly shy.

This morning, indeed, a bird landed on the windowsill of her bedroom, surprising her at the time.

However, she had just awakened, her eyes were not fully open, hence she did not clearly see the color of the bird's feathers.

Is this considered lying?

Probably not...

Watching Erin repeatedly grapple with herself, Theresa wore a helpless smile on her face and softly advised.

"How would it be strange? Esteemed Princess, sharing details of life is itself a... um, something friends do. I think Mr. Colin will surely sense your intentions, if I were him, I'd surely be captivated."

"That's good... Though I didn't mean to captivate him or anything, just keeping friendly relations is beneficial for the Campbell family, isn't it? My brother also said to make more friends and not to only hold onto the sword."

"Yes." Theresa lowered her head.

She feared that saying even one more word would lead the princess, who had finally convinced herself, back into another cycle of self-persuasion.

There's no need to explain.

It's not something to be ashamed of.

On the contrary, the more you explain, the more... she didn't quite know how to describe it.

Erin breathed a sigh of relief, read the letter one last time, handed it to Theresa, and solemnly said.

"Theresa, please be sure to deliver it to Mr. Colin."

Theresa respectfully received the letter.

"Should I urge him to read it in my presence?"

Erin gently coughed.

"That won't be necessary... just deliver it."

...

Embrace of Dawn Hotel.

Theresa handed the letter to Luo Yan, nodded slightly, and then left the hotel under Sarah's watch.

Opening the letter in his hand for a glance, Luo Yan had a peculiar expression on his face.

Why does this feel so familiar?

Before he could comment, Youyou's voice drifted by his ear.

"Eh? This letter looks familiar, have I seen it somewhere before?"

"No, you're mistaken, previously it was beetles and caterpillars."

Politely reading to the end, Luo Yan neatly folded the letter for safekeeping and casually remarked.

"At least there weren't any specimens attached inside."

Maintaining correspondence with Princess Erin might bring unexpected rewards, as she is not only a member of the Campbell family but also a prospective Hero.

Say no more, at least when she whimsically decides to lead people into the Maze someday, he can get the news in advance.

As for replying, it won't take much time.

Besides, the letter he needs to reply to doesn't need this one to be hurried.

Just as Luo Yan finished speaking, a slender feather pen floated out from the drawer of the desk, gently bearing a sheet of letter paper onto the desk.

Under the guidance of spiritual power, the pen moved as if held by an invisible hand, quickly completing a neatly scripted article.

When an hour passes, he will have the hotel staff send it to the princess, presumably bringing her a full day of happiness.

Just as Luo Yan transferred the letter to the hotel staff, the refugees outside Thunder City also finally received warmth from Thunder City.

Over the course of last night, Erin raised nearly six hundred and fifty thousand gold coins in funds.

This amount is more than enough not only to aid the tens of thousands of refugees outside the city but even to train them into a fully armed army.

Under her personal supervision, the governor of Thunder City quickly organized manpower, on one hand purchasing stored grains pressed at the bottom of warehouses from neighboring nobles, on the other sending people to the eastern River Valley Plains—the Campbell Duchy's granary—to buy more grain.

To ensure that these funds were not misused or embezzled, Erin even personally led her Personal Guard to the Thunder City granary, inspected every procurement and storage of grains, ensuring that money and goods match.

Initially, some did intend to exploit these funds, such as mixing soil and sand into sacks of wheat, or falsely reporting the quantity of delivered grains, or even selling the same stock several times... After all, they had done these things many times before.

However, when they saw the Personal Guard standing at the granary doors personally inspecting each sack with a grain probe, almost everyone with bad intentions changed their expressions, hurriedly replacing the adulterated goods with the real ones.