The Hero in Exile

"Let me wash the dishes."

After dinner, Lunster cleaned up the dishes. The stacked dishes were almost higher than his head, but he still carried them into the kitchen steadily. Lingyu thought that it made sense not to help with the housework after dinner.

"Then I'll have to trouble Miss Lingyu."

"It's okay, I should." The sudden change in tone made me feel a little uncomfortable. I walked into the kitchen and found that the facilities were not much different from those in the hotel, but where did the water in the faucet come from?

Lingyu took out half of the bowl, turned on the faucet and started rinsing. Lunster paid more attention to details and had to pick it up to check after each wash. He was not satisfied until the ceramic bowl was wiped clean and reflected light.

Seeing how careful Lunster was, Lingyu did not dare to be negligent at all. She wiped it as clean as possible with linen cloth. No matter how much she did housework in the past, she had never been so careful.

"Ms. Lingyu, have you done these things before?" Lunster noticed that Lingyu's speed was not slow and was almost the same as his own, but it looked a little strenuous.

"Oh, when I was there, I got used to this kind of thing almost naturally on my own." Moran had previously told Lunst about his experiences there, including his gender, so he had nothing to be shy about.

"Is that so?" Lunster recalled something and said, "Where is Young Master Moran?"

"He, after eating and drinking, is resting on the sofa in the living room. What's wrong?"

"Ah, nothing, Miss Lingyu, wait a moment, I have something to take care of."

Lingyu didn't know what the matter was, but his cold face looked even more serious. Forget it, she was too lazy to think too much, most of it was none of her business, so she just washed her own dishes.

"Master Moran."

"Lunster, what's wrong?" Moran, lying on the sofa, patted his stomach and savored the taste just now.

"Moran." Lunster said in a voice that the two of them could hear.

Hearing this name, Moran became less lazy. He only called himself by his name when he encountered troubles or made mistakes as a child.

"I have something important to discuss."

Hearing that it was an important matter, Moran no longer acted as nonchalant as before. The important matter might be the movement of the demons or the arrival of orcs. Although he didn't know what it was, he looked very serious. Moran stood up and followed Lunster out of the house.

Moran, who was outside, was waiting for Lunster's reply. Lunster took a deep breath and exhaled. Seeing his solemn look, Moran also felt nervous unconsciously.

"Master Moran, you like Miss Lingyu, right?"

"Huh?" Moran really didn't expect that he was called out to ask such a question. The most important thing was how he looked at it: "No...no how..."

"Hey, don't lie to me, old man. When we were eating, she was the only one who helped her pick up more food. And the first person you saw when you looked up was her. You couldn't hide your eyes."

"This... is that so, haha, Lunster, your vision is still so sharp." Moran, whose true colors were exposed, didn't know what to do. His own men discovered that the Demon King actually liked the hero and told this to his face. Anyone who touched upon it would be stunned.

"But you also know that she used to be a man."

"I know, but from the moment I met her, I have subconsciously thought that she was a woman..." Moran's speech was a little slurred, and he had no idea what he was saying. After all, it was the first time he told someone such a thing.

Moran was ready to be criticized. Lunster would definitely make him give up the idea. After all, it was not a big deal to like someone who used to be a man.

"This is not the reason why I'm angry. The main reason is that I was thinking that Miss Lingyu came in to wash the dishes while you were lying outside playing. Does this make sense? Shouldn't you wash the dishes with her and chat with her to increase your relationship?" Lunster said seriously.

"what?"

"What? If you don't want to find a wife on your own, are you expecting an old man like me who is about to go into the coffin to find one for you? Or..."

Lunster's eyes became much more fierce. He turned his wrists and neck to exercise, and his bones made crackling sounds.

"Master, you want me to beat you again."

Moran recalled the devilish training he had gone through in Lunster when he was not yet a demon king, especially when every time he felt stronger he thought he could challenge him, and then he would be beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for three days.

The most important thing is that right after he recovered, he would very kindly say, "Now that you have recovered, you must make up for the training you missed in the next two days." Only then did Moran know what a real devil was.

Although the body temperature of the demons is lower than that of other races, it is not appropriate for them to say such cruel words with a temperature of over 20 degrees.

Thinking about it now, I break out in a cold sweat and by the time I realized what was happening, my legs had already run one step ahead.

"I'll go now, right now! Immediately"