Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

Fortunately, after I passed out, everything was still within acceptable range.

Seeing that Lucifer must have good fortune after surviving a great disaster, Huafalin couldn't help but tease him.

"Although you didn't get hurt, it looked like you fought hard on the battlefield. It's rare to see you faint. Your little apprentice ran all the way back to Rhodes Island with you in his arms, begging me to save you with a stern look on his face~"

Huafalin supported her face with the back of her hand, and then cast a teasing look at Lucifer.

But this really can't be blamed on Ascalon Redwen. After Lucifer fainted after his crown experience card expired, the doctor slapped Lucifer twice but failed to wake him up. Even Kal'tsit and Theresa were helpless. Ascalon once thought that Lucifer's kryptonian life had been backfired.

Not long after Huafalin finished speaking, a purple figure suddenly walked into the room.

"Warfarin, is the teacher still not awake... Teacher?! You are awake!"

Seeing that the figure on the bed had finally come back to life, Askalon hurried over and almost started touching Lucifer with his dirty little hands.

"I know you are anxious, but don't worry. I have felt the nourishment you have brought me over the years."

Recalling the softness he felt in the haze, Lucifer pinched Ascalon's horn and pulled him back away from him.

"Oh……"

Askalon touched his horn, feeling quite complicated.

Does the teacher care about her?

He has me in his heart!

195

Chapter 195 Lucifer: Maybe I came at the wrong time.

With the end of the limited-time event "You Are Here If You Are" on the Victorian Stage, the war between the Sarkaz and the Duke's Fleet has come to a temporary end, but civil war has never been the exclusive domain of the Sarkaz.

The fleets of the other dukes were just about to withdraw from the battlefield when they discovered that the Duke of Wellington's warships were blocking their retreat route, with their naval guns and artillery ready to fire and turning towards the fleets of the other dukes.

"Great! It's the Iron Duke! We're dead!"

"You have no moral principles! Iron Duke! You are really despicable now!"

Looking at the entire steel behemoth in the distance, the Victorian soldiers from other fleets finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Not to mention that they had just finished fighting with the Sarkaz and no longer had much energy left to face the Duke of Wellington's fully armed warships. Once a war breaks out between dukes, the consequences and impact will be immeasurable!

Helplessly, the fleets of other dukes could only stay where they were, risking being sandwiched between Duke Wellington and the Sarkaz, and wait for instructions from the bigwigs above.

"Wait...is there a figure on the Duke of Wellington's warship?"

The soldiers looked up and saw a dark purple figure standing on the deck of the battleship.

She raised her hand and summoned one purple flame after another, which was like a firewall, burning the flag erected on the bow of the battleship to ashes.

"Hmm... Is my ambition too big or too small? Victoria's royal power and throne don't seem so far away?"

Abrana looked at Londinium in the sky and couldn't help but look thoughtful.

It cannot be said that it is within reach, but it can be said that at this moment, she seems to be only within visible distance from Victoria's crown.

Although these are just means for Abram to satisfy her ambitions, Abram is very interested in forging a new era for Victoria.

"I just don't know how the mediation between Lucifer and those Sarkaz is going."

The image of a blood demon appeared in her mind. Abrana shook her tail behind her and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Feeling the fiery flame beating in her chest, Abrana couldn't help but sigh.

"You are different from everyone else. It's a pity that we didn't meet earlier, otherwise we might have become closer friends."

Recalling the first time she met Lucifer, Lucifer promised to satisfy her ambitions and conquer her tyranny with power, as if it was still vivid in Abrana's memory and could not be erased.

Abrana subconsciously reached for her throat. The feeling of suffocation and powerlessness caused by Lucifer was unforgettable to her.

The wind of war swept mercilessly, blowing Abrana's hair, but it couldn't blow away the smile on her face.

Putting aside Abrana who was in her fantasy moment, the other grand dukes were already in chaos at this time.

No one had expected that the Duke of Wellington, who they had initially placed high hopes on, would choose to turn against them and help Abramana, a Tara native, ascend the throne of Victoria.

But as a pure-blood Draco, no one is more suitable than her.

"They don't even give us any room to react... or... are they secretly assisting the Sarkaz in Londinium..."

Duke Caister looked at the entire battlefield, his old expression filled with helplessness.

She had to admit one fact, that Abrana and the Duke of Wellington got the axis just right, comparable to some professional timing masters.

Abrana and the Duke of Wellington anticipated that the other dukes would not choose to declare war again under the current circumstances, forcing them to acknowledge Tara's turnaround and Victoria's accession to the throne.

The more he thought about it, the more the Duke of Caister imagined a possibility.

"...No, perhaps the descendant of Drake and the Iron Duke had reached some kind of cooperation with the Sarkaz long before."

"So...should we restart the negotiations?"

The man in the gray hat at the side asked the Duke of Caster tentatively.

Before he spoke, Duke Caister couldn't help but sigh.

"Rather than making enemies with the Iron Duke and causing unrest throughout Victoria, it is in our best interest to make a powerful ally."

"I see... So, what should we do with the legitimate heir to the Aslan royal family?"

Hearing the question from the man in the gray hat, the Duke of Caster's expression became a little subtle.

"Ah... that child should have been the heir chosen by Victoria, but unfortunately Victoria is no longer the same Victoria as before."

Duke Caster walked to the window and looked at a yellow figure outside the battleship who was blending in with the crowd.

Then, Duke Caister showed a relieved smile.

"However, Alexandrina is indeed unlike her father. I'm afraid she doesn't care about Victoria's so-called crown and royal power at all."

Not having to get involved in those troublesome political affairs and struggles might be just what Vina wants.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

After the Sarkaz troops and the royal court retreated back to the city of Londinium, Tracys and his men held an emergency meeting.

"The Duke's fleets have given up their plans to continue attacking, which is a good thing for us."

The Scavenger King asked the question first. He was the first to notice the unusual behavior of the Duke's fleets.

No matter what, now that the Shard has lost its core, Anana, it is no longer possible to carry out nuclear strikes. It is best for the dukes to withdraw, which can buy them more time.

At that time, the Blood Demon Lord, who was sitting opposite the Scavenger King, shook the blood wine in his hand and said leisurely:

"Perhaps, it was Lucifer's informant who was interfering."

"correct."

The shapeshifter next to him echoed.

"Lucifer has woken up. We have communicated with him in Rhodes Island. The Iron Duke of Victoria and a pure-blooded Drake will delay the plans and pace of other dukes, making them too busy to take care of us. What they want is only Victoria's royal power and throne."

Hearing this, Lord Blood Demon couldn't help but raise his handsome eyebrows.

"Oh...pureblood Drake, I didn't expect Lucifer to be so far-sighted."

Hearing the names of Draco and the Iron Duke, not only the Blood Demon Lord, but also the people led by Theresa and Theresis could not help but approve of Lucifer's actions.

Although Lucifer's deus ex machina disruption made the entire war in Londinium a farce, the importance of Lucifer's role is self-evident.

Without Lucifer, not only would Theresa be unable to revive the dead, but it would also be difficult for them to escape from the quagmire of Londinium.

"With such achievements, it wouldn't be too much to appoint Lucifer as the new generation Lord of the Blood King's Court, right?"

The Scavenger King looked at the Blood Demon Lord with a teasing tone, and the others also looked over there.

In the face of the "impeachment" of the Scavenger King and his men, the Blood Demon Lord remained calm and composed.

"Of course, of course... But achievements can't hold Lucifer back, and the title of Lord of the Royal Court can't hold him back either, right?"

"..."

After hearing the answer from Lord Blood Demon, everyone fell silent.

After all, Lucifer's character is obvious to all.

At this moment, a faint echo suddenly sounded in the corridor outside the conference room.

"Where are the people? Is this the one? I'm asking you, where are the people?"

"It should be here..."

As Lord Blood Demon and his companions looked on curiously, the door of the conference room was pushed open by two figures, revealing Lucifer and Ermengarde.

Lucifer's eyes suddenly turned dark when he saw all the heroes in the room looking at him.

"It seems we came at a bad time, Run."

"?"

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Chapter 196: Kitten Egg Roll is stressed.

"It seems we have come at the wrong time, Ermengarde, we are here."

"what?"

Before Ermengarde could react, Lucifer was about to close the door and leave, but the words of the Blood Demon Lord stopped Lucifer involuntarily.

"You can't go."

"..."

The Blood Demon Lord's words were like a bolt from the blue, directly shattering Lucifer's fantasy of escaping.

Under invisible pressure, Lucifer had no choice but to walk into the conference room with Ermengarde and face everyone's burning gazes.

In addition to Theresa, Theresis and the Lord of the Royal Court who are the older generation of professional artists, even the super rookie Logos was present.

For a moment, the entire conference room was filled with a strange silence. In order to get rid of the awkward atmosphere, Lucifer couldn't help but speak:

"Shame on you, who is trying to frame me today?"