I am the heroine's godfather!

On the Satanic Court side, the nobility has been in power for a long time, holding most of the court's power for many years. So it's quite normal for someone like Lestinger, who came from the lower ranks, to be unhappy with these nobles.

Even the previous rulers of the Satanic Court co-ruled with these nobles, but Lestinger is different, or rather, the four rulers of the courts have different ideas now. The four rulers of the courts are gradually stripping away the monopoly of the nobles.

Oh, the old lich is different. He really doesn't care about anything. As long as the lich and demon races haven't been wiped out, the rest is up to the demon king to do.

Before long, the group arrived in front of a magnificent building. The architectural styles in the aristocratic district varied, some conforming to the aesthetics of the Satanic race, while others followed the ornate and elegant style of fallen angels or vampires. The building in front of them was the epitome of magnificence, even more magnificent than the architecture of vampires, exuding an aura of wealth.

"If I remember correctly, this should have been rebuilt by the High Priest's father, the previous High Priest."

Lester recalled, "This place used to be in that Satanic style, very grand, much more pleasing to the eye than this thing now... I wrecked it last time, and then he rebuilt it."

"Perhaps it's because the older generation is more traditional."

Loran said with a smile, "In later generations, they were unwilling to use the Satanic style itself, thinking it was too rustic, and preferred other people's flamboyant style, which is normal."

Estia snorted and crossed her arms: "Like a nouveau riche, with no manners whatsoever, what a disgusting style."

As an elf race that values ​​aesthetics, this style simply didn't suit Estia's taste. Coupled with the fact that she knew the people living there weren't exactly benevolent, Estia naturally didn't hold back in her sharp criticism.

"Gentlemen, who are you looking for?"

A young guard at the entrance routinely questioned them, then was pushed aside by an older guard who said with a fawning expression, "Lady Diana, Lady Lestinger, what brings you two here today?"

"Call that guy Ned out."

"Nid is the high priest's name," Lestinger said bluntly. "Tell him that if he doesn't give me an explanation today, he can forget about this house."

"Ah, yes, yes, sir, please wait a moment, I will inform Lord Ned immediately!"

The younger guard on one side was a bit stubborn and wanted to say something, but he was pulled away by the older guard.

What a joke! The young man doesn't know, but he's been working here for so many years, how could he not know? This ruler of the royal court said he'd smash the house, and he really did!

Fifty years ago, he was just as naive as this young man, only to witness the Queen of the Royal Court burn down the magnificent house behind her, and the High Priest had to put on a smiling face, call out his son, and let her do as she pleased.

Oh dear, the young master screamed so pitifully back then. Who would have thought that the arrogant young master would be killed so easily?

Chapter 203 Lestinger: You're quite cunning (praise)

Soon, a burly man with red hair came out with a smile on his face: "Lady Lesteringer, when did you return? Why didn't you let us know so I could have come to greet you?"

Lestinger scoffed, "Shut the fuck up! I want an explanation!"

"Explanation? My lord, I don't quite understand."

Ned feigned confusion, which immediately infuriated Lestinger, but Diana stopped her, saying, "Priest Ned, we are here regarding the Third Mine."

"Oh, you mean this? Please come in, please come in. I was just about to apologize to you, sir."

Loran frowned and secretly cast a spell. A bird suddenly took flight from the tree and flew towards the third mining area.

Then, Loran transmitted his voice to the three of them: "I sent a familiar to scout the mining area. Go in first and see what tricks he's up to."

Diana pondered for a moment, then nodded and looked at the High Priest: "Very well, then please explain it to us in detail, High Priest."

Inside the high priest's residence, the gilded corridors faced the setting sun, bathed in its golden light, appearing exceptionally magnificent. The corridors were adorned with priceless paintings from various tribes and eras.

Lorraine even saw a portrait of the previous pope inside.

It's rather ironic that the Pope's portrait hangs in the Demon Realm's corridors.

Moreover, these demons are suspected of colluding with evil gods...

After passing through the corridor and entering the reception room, a huge portrait came into view. Ned introduced it to Loran and the others: "This is the ancestor of my people."

"I don't have time to listen to you bragging about your past glories."

Lester snorted, and Ned quickly put on an awkward smile and said, "Yes... to be honest, I've never met these two before."

"What, do you really have to meet all my men?"

Lester's tone was sharp, which was in line with her usual persona. Loran adopted a cold demeanor: "We are Lady Lilith's special envoys, here at Satan's court to discuss the trade of refined iron ore."

"Well... then why have you two come to my place?"

Ned was still somewhat doubtful, but Loran didn't intend to explain. Instead, he said, "This is Lady Lilith's instruction. Are you perhaps dissatisfied with Lady Lilith's orders?"

"No, no, no, I wouldn't dare."

Ned quickly waved his hand. Lilith had a notorious reputation. Although Lestinger was a brute, he at least had some sense of reason. But Lilith was different; she was a complete madwoman! On the surface, she pretended to be a pure and innocent white lotus, but when she did it, she was utterly brutal!

Even if you gave Nidl ten lives, he wouldn't dare to bear the label of "questioning Lilith"! Haven't you seen those vampires who questioned whether Lilith could be a good ruler of the royal court? Their graves are already overgrown with weeds!

"Alright, stop rambling! I don't have time to waste on your nonsense!"

Lesteen sat on the sofa, downed the expensive black tea in one gulp, crossed her legs, and rested her dusty leather boots on the luxurious coffee table.

Ned could only smile.

"Yes, yes, sir, I know you are very dissatisfied, but you must listen to my explanation."

Ned looked distressed: "I did something wrong, but I did it for the sake of Satan's court!"

"Oh?"

Lester narrowed his eyes, and Ned quickly explained, "Sir, you haven't been here for a while, so you didn't know that mining has become increasingly difficult lately."

Ned complained repeatedly, "To make up for the shortfall in food purchases, we had to increase mining, which is why we neglected the problem of mine collapses..."

"so what?"

Lestinger scoffed and said, "What does this have to do with you obstructing the rescue team?"

"I... well... sigh."

Ned sighed deeply: "I was just thinking of paying less compensation... After all, if they die, I only have to pay compensation once, but if they survive, I'll have to support them..."

"Ugh, that's disgusting."

Estia crossed her arms: "The Satanic race has truly broadened my horizons."

Ned's expression immediately darkened.

Lester waved her hand: "Forget it, considering your ancestors' contributions to the royal court, one arm will suffice, and this matter will be over."

"Thank you, sir."

Although no one knew what he was thinking, he had to put on a respectful face. He reached out and forcefully pulled off his left arm, causing Estia to frown uncomfortably.

Although she had witnessed many cruel scenes, she could never shake off this feeling of unease.

Lestinger reached out and burned the severed arm completely. Without this arm, Ned would likely need the help of a Saint-level being to restore it.

Ned was pale. Lesteen stood up and said, "You must take good care of those miners, and this is a one-time exception."

"Yes, my lord."

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"Heh, this guy probably thinks this matter is over."

Inside the palace, Lesteen crossed her arms and sneered.

Diana looked at Loran: "Lord Lorian, have you discovered anything?"

"Yeah, indeed."

Loran chuckled and said, "The mine shaft that collapsed in the third mining area has been sealed off and the outside has been sealed. If I hadn't sent my familiar to investigate beforehand, I'm afraid we wouldn't have found anything by now."

“你的意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】是？”

There's something hidden inside.

Loran continued, "It could be a person, or something else, but it's definitely related to their scheme."

"Tsk...should we just blow him up?"

Lester suggested, but Loran shook his head: "There's no need. If we go now, Lucifer's plans will be completely ruined."

"So we're just going to stand by and watch?"

"of course not."

Loran chuckled softly, "Although that seal can prevent me from seeing what's inside, my familiar left behind magic there. Once the familiar dissipates, the magic will be engraved inside the cave. At that point, no matter what their plans are, I can just blow them up."

"Oh! This is great!"

Lestinger was very satisfied and patted Loran on the shoulder forcefully: "Well done, Lorian, you're quite cunning!"

Loran silently rolled her eyes.

Chapter 204 Leaving

The hospital in Satan's court has been quite lively these past few days. The events at Mine No. 3 have been widely known, and the High Priest's actions have infuriated many Satan people. But what can they do? He is a high-ranking noble, and they are just a bunch of commoners. No matter how angry they are, they can't do anything to him.

"Sigh, if you ask me, I still have to work in the mining area directly under the royal court."

An old miner puffed on his pipe and said, "Lady Diana stipulated that if a miner is disabled on the job in a mining area directly under the Royal Court, the Royal Court will support the miner for life! Moreover, once someone enters the mining area, the Royal Court will also provide a monthly pension after they retire!"

"You make it sound so simple."

Another miner sighed: "The problem is, it's not so easy to get into a mining area directly under the royal court. They not only examine the miners' physique and skills, but also their character! People with bad character will definitely not be allowed in."

"Nonsense! Otherwise, why do you think they'd support you for life? Let me tell you, as long as you can get into a mining area directly under the Royal Court, even your children can be sent to study at an academy under the Royal Court! My neighbor's son, Old Booker, is an example! And that kid is quite promising; he got into the Demon Academy in the Demon King's City! He'll have a bright future ahead of him."

"Sigh, really... we're already doing well, look at that girl."

A miner silently glanced at the group of people; a group of miners' families huddled at the end of the corridor. The woman leading the group held a sleeping infant in her arms; it was the Satanic woman who had cried out in the mining area that day. Standing beside her was a young girl, the same girl who had pleaded with the supervisor to save her brother.

"That is?"

"From the Molten Family."

The old miner sighed: "The Molten Fire family is known for its kindness. My father worked for the Molten Fire family when he was young... What a pity, what a pity, he touched the interests of some people and was demoted to a mining slave."

"Sigh, good deeds don't always go well..."

"Shh, be quiet. Look, who's here?"

"Hiss, the King of Satan, and Lady Diana, the Consul?"

The appearance of such a prominent figure, rarely seen on ordinary days, immediately silenced the group of miners. Although they knew that the governor and the King of Satan were far better than the nobles, they still couldn't help but feel fear in the presence of such a powerful figure.

When the miners' families saw Lestinger and her group arrive, they all stood up. Lestinger nodded and asked, "What's the situation inside?"

"Thanks to everyone, we're out of danger. But..."

The woman holding her child bit her lip: "Some of them have lost several legs, and the doctor said they can't be reattached."

"That's it..."

“Lady Lestinger, Lady Diana…” She took half a step forward, then awkwardly withdrew her foot: “We…we managed to gather some lava crystals…”

Diana opened her palm, which was covered in coal dust, and lay several dark red ores in her hand. She bit her lip—these ores were clearly the miners' secret life-saving charms, capable of temporarily insulating them from the high temperatures during lava eruptions.

"No need."

She pushed the ore back into the woman's palm: "The mine managers will cover all treatment costs and provide an additional ten silver coins per month as compensation."

The woman bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, and then took it back. Although the miners inside no longer needed these things, they could still be exchanged for some money.

The young demon girl who had knelt and begged her supervisor that day suddenly stepped forward, clutching her tattered scarf, her amber eyes burning with fire: "My lord, please let me join the Black Armor Guard!"

Lestinger paused for a few seconds, somewhat puzzled, and said, "Little girl, the Black Armor Guards have to fight to the death against magical beasts and cultists of evil gods. Your skinny arms—"

"I can control sulfurous toxic fumes!"

The girl suddenly ripped off her scarf, revealing a gruesome burn mark on her neck that gleamed eerily: "It awakened during last year's mining disaster... Those nobles said it was a curse, but... but I want to use it to protect everyone!"

Loran narrowed his eyes, his magic subtly probing the girl's body. He then nodded and transmitted his voice to Lestinger, saying, "Her affinity for wind elemental magic is quite good. She may have mutated during the previous mining accident and awakened the ability to control sulfurous poisonous fog."

"That's it..."

Lesteen pondered for a moment, then looked at the girl: "What's your name?"

“Tina...Tina Molten Fire”

The girl straightened her back: "My grandfather forged battle axes for the first ruler of the royal court!"

Diana was silent for a moment, then said, "The Molten Family... Three hundred years ago, they were falsely accused of treason by nobles and the entire family was reduced to mine slaves."

"Now is the time to restore their glory."

Diana took off her glasses and wiped them: "Tina, go to the training ground at dawn tomorrow. If you pass the test, you will be a reserve member of the Third Black Armor Guard."

"Yes!"

That night, on the palace terrace.