The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Finally, someone could tame this plague god.

Normally, Mia would never endure this, but now she's entirely focused on explaining the misunderstanding earlier—making Luo Yan understand that it was her who invited him, not Lady Serena, whose name accidentally slipped out from her mouth.

However, unfortunately, the topic seems to have ended, and speaking up abruptly would appear awkward, leaving her troubled.

Luo Yan gave her a puzzled glance, unable to guess what she was thinking this time, and could only follow her silently all the way to the building of the Demon King Management Department.

Just as they were about to leave the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and board the carriage waiting at the door, a familiar voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Luo, Senior Luo Yan?!"

There seemed to be only one person who would call him this way.

Luo Yan stopped, instinctively glancing towards the distance, where a handsome young man stood under a street lamp, holding a suitcase and excitedly waving at him.

It was a face pretty enough to make women jealous, with slightly red lips, long eyelashes, and most notably, the droopy puppy eyes that appeared innocent, like a little deer in the forest.

Most people mistake his gender upon first meeting him, even though he's wearing quite a masculine military uniform.

As for why Luo Yan recognized him at a glance, it was naturally because he was more of a straight man than steel or a ruler.

At the same time, he was also one of the few friends he had while studying at the Demon King Academy—

"Egger?"

Looking at Egger running over, Luo Yan said in surprise.

"You returned from the frontline?"

...

Demon City, Cabinet Building, office of the Military Minister.

The heavy oak door tightly closed, the fire burning slowly in the fireplace cast a tall shadow on the bookshelf.

Facing the map hanging on the side of the wall, Caesar Colin frowned deeply, his sharp gaze like a dagger fixating on the red cross drawn in the middle of the Vast Ocean.

That was the location of the storm.

No specific coordinates, just a general area.

A vast gray fog surrounded that red cross, much like the information Netherworld had about that sea region—

They knew nothing about it.

Not only could they not reach there, even their sight couldn't touch it.

Yet, it was this place, isolated outside Netherworld's sphere of influence, that Minister of Religion Goliath exhibited an extraordinary persistence over—

That old man was adamant about the War Department doing everything it could, pushing the front line there before the Imperial established contact with the so-called Dragon God's people.

Caesar scoffed at this.

That guy was simply not awake.

How could the War Department possibly cross the Imperial frontline, send troops in formation to an entirely unknown battlefield, and defeat a rival that's as strong as the Imperial in direct combat?

It's simply impossible!

Moreover—

Colin doesn't think the Dragon God's people are enemies of Netherworld… if that storm really brought those guys out.

According to the Intelligence Department, the aftermath caused by the "Great Storm" swept across almost all ports east of the New Continent, severely affecting logistic supplies on the frontline, with direct and indirect economic losses incalculable!

Just for this reason alone, the Imperial cannot possibly be in cahoots with the Dragon God, rather they would see this sudden trouble in their backyard as a new threat.

Undoubtedly, this is an opportunity.

An enemy's enemy is not necessarily a friend, but certainly worth being drawn in. Instead of provoking them, it's better to pull them into the Netherworld camp and deal with the Imperial together.

Besides, even without considering this factor, now is absolutely not the time to open a new frontline.

The Imperial ports on the New Continent are currently paralyzed, and the frontline troops are facing supply shortages, it's time to expand the attack advantage and compress the Imperial's sphere in the New Continent!

That's the most correct decision!

However, Goliath disagreed, and the reason was nothing more than that old cliche—1000 years ago, Saint Sis defeated the Netherworld with the help of the Dragon God, banishing them from the surface to the underground.

This is indeed true.

But he still wanted to say, that was a thousand years ago.

Just as Caesar Colin was deep in thought, two rhythmic knocks came from the heavy oak door.

Having long heard the footsteps outside, Caesar casually spoke.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged official wearing a dark blue uniform of the Ministry of Internal Affairs walked in.

In his hands was a new document, the outline of the upcoming Supreme Meeting, with traces of ink still wet on the inner pages.

"... This is the latest meeting agenda, honorable Mr. Colin." The official slightly bowed and placed the document on the desk.

"Just leave it there." With no mood to look at it for now, Caesar's gaze remained fixed on the map, his brows furrowed, his tone dismissive.

However, the official did not intend to leave just yet, after a brief pause, he carefully added.

"While completing the meeting outline, the Demon King Management Department dug out an important piece of intelligence, which I think you might be interested in…"

"The Demon King of Thunder County, who is also our esteemed councilor—Mr. Luo Yan, had a subordinate go missing in the storm."

Upon hearing the name "Luo Yan," Caesar slightly raised his eyebrows, withdrew his gaze from the map, indicating for the official to continue speaking.