The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

"You can see?! "

She realized.

From the very beginning, her illusion technique had no effect on this guy!

And to deceive her, this guy, not being affected by the illusion, deliberately cast "Holy Dispel."

Erin's lips curled up slightly, and she twirled the sword in her hand, bowing gracefully like a noble in a duel.

"I advise you to take this seriously, or you'll find it hard to accept the loss later."

Seeing her so relaxed and at ease, a ball of nameless anger rose within Qianqian, especially thinking about how this annoying surface human could stand side by side with Lord Demon King, making her scarlet eyes shine with bloodthirsty and naked light.

"Arrogant fool, who do you think you are? Just a bronze level! Adventurers like you wouldn't survive a second in my hands!"

The scarlet light radiated outward along her wings, creating an evil aura as if even the surrounding space was being distorted.

However, Erin, standing calmly in the forest, seemed completely unbothered, still wearing a graceful and fitting smile as her golden bangs swayed slightly in the biting cold wind.

"And you? Silver? Or gold? Is this all you've got? You struggle even with a bronze-level swordsman; it seems you've squandered the power bestowed by your Demon God."

This seemingly harmless polite provocation perfectly hit the little demon's sensitive spot.

"Hehehe..." Qianqian's charming smile became even more dazzling, and the killing intent in her eyes grew stronger.

However, she did not accept the provocation and charge forward, as it was obviously a trap set by the other party.

Provocation, is it?

In the art of arguing, a little demon has no reason to lose to a human!

The scarlet eyes squinted slightly, and Qianqian suddenly seemed to think of something, speaking in a sinister voice.

"Speaking of which, the man by your side, who is he to you?"

Erin smiled and replied.

"You guess."

Qianqian squinted and said.

"Very important, right?"

"..." Erin did not speak, just smiled while looking at her.

Sitting on the treetop, Qianqian, as if catching onto something, leaned back, mockingly covering her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Tsk tsk tsk, looks like I hit the mark. Let me guess, you haven't... done anything yet, have you? Hehehe, after all, you hypocritical nobles love that elusive feeling, right? Am I right? I bet you haven't even touched hands, am I right?"

Admittedly, her arguing skills aren't even half as good as Mi Xi's, and her provoking abilities are far inferior to a single sentence from Yousi.

This tactic of hurting the enemy a hundred while damaging herself by three thousand didn't break Erin's defenses, but instead, she was the first to feel a bit overwhelmed, and towards the end, it wasn't even taunt but rather seemed like a chase for an answer.

Erin looked inexplicably at the little demon muttering to herself, not understanding what she was trying to find out.

If she was trying to embarrass her with foul language, its impact was too small indeed.

"I have great respect for Mr. Colin, and I think he feels the same way."

"Hehehe, really?" Qianqian wiped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve, pretending to be strong, viciously said, "Should I sample it for you? It must be delicious, I would do it right in front of you after I tie you up."

Erin suddenly laughed.

Indeed, targeting that kind gentleman somewhat brushed against her reverse scale.

But—

"What can a little demon like you even do?"

Qianqian shouted in fury.

"I'll rip your mouth apart!!!"

The scarlet light transformed into a spear that pierced the space, attacking Erin's face like lightning, as if it wanted to wipe her and her sword out of the universe.

But Erin seemed to have been waiting for this moment, her emerald green eyes reflecting golden light.

"Great ancestor, Angus Campbell, Commander of thousands, the 'Unyielding Wall' standing upon the hills—"

"I summon your glory here!"

A golden light descended from the sky, shielding Erin like a shield.

It was a different power entirely from the "Holy Barrier!"

The six short swords clamped between the fingers collided solidly with that sacred light, and a trace of astonishment gradually flashed in Qianqian's bloodthirsty and hideous eyes.

She felt as if she hadn't struck Erin Campbell's armor, but rather a shield wall raised by thousands of troops on a hillside!

Oh no!

Just as the thought flashed through her mind, a horrifying energy was released outward from that immovable shield!

The suddenly erupting light was like thousands of spears piercing from behind the shield wall, smashing into Qianqian's hastily withdrawn short sword with devastating force.

"Boom——!"

The exploding dust blew around, snapping a dozen pine trees at the waist, and they collapsed onto the snowy ground amid a cloud of dust.

The golden light gradually dimmed.

Looking at the chaotic forest and the snowfield almost overturned, Erin, calming her heaving chest, showed a bitter smile, sheathing the sword that still trembled lightly.

"Let that one get away..."

Indeed, she still needs more practice.

Though she's still young, with plenty of life force to squander, ultimately she needs the strength to match and harness this power.

The descendants of the Campbell family can't always live in the glory of their ancestors...