The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

"Oh dear, are you just introducing us, Philippa? Aren't you going to introduce the people in front of us?"

Sofia didn't want Philippa and Gray to continue their conversation so oblivious to everyone else, so she interrupted.

Upon hearing this, Gray became wary, watching to see what the saintess would do next.

Philippa finally caught the displeasure in Sofia's tone and was somewhat puzzled.

Why is she so rude?

Recalling Sofia's confrontation, Philippa seemed to understand something, but not entirely.

She hates men.

Gray wasn't sure if Sophia had figured something out, so he decided to go up and test her.

Grey stepped forward, extended his hand, and introduced himself with a friendly smile: "Nice to meet you, Miss Sophia. I am Grey Brant. Please take care of me."

In the Olmec Kingdom, nobles would shake hands as a gesture of friendship.

However, Sophia had no intention of shaking his hand, and Gray's outstretched hand remained frozen in mid-air.

Suddenly, the smell of gunpowder intensified.

Ipsilon and No. 0486 were so angry they wanted to tear her apart. How dare she be so disrespectful to Lord Shadow!

Lia was angry but also relieved.

It seems my brother isn't that popular with girls. That Cyrus, my best friend, and the princess in front of me must all be just accidents.

Gray awkwardly withdrew his hand, and at that moment Sophia spoke, her gaze scrutinizing him.

"Brandt? What kind of minor nobleman from some backwater? Never heard of him."

Philippa was surprised that Sofia was so angry right away, and quickly tried to pull her back.

Sofia glared angrily at Gray: "What's your relationship with my Philippa?"

The tone of that question...

Gray answered truthfully, "Friend, or more accurately, an old friend I've known for many years."

Sophia's body trembled upon hearing this.

Oh no, she's only known Philippa for a short time, so her emotional connection with him is definitely not as strong as others.

But it doesn't matter. Since ancient times, childhood sweethearts have always been inferior to those who fall from the sky. With the buff of falling from the sky, she is unmatched!

Gray was also keeping a close eye on the Holy Light Church's saintess, trying to figure out if she was using some method he couldn't detect to transmit a message and was now stalling for time with the conversation.

However, this possibility is predicated on Sophia realizing that he is the Demon King, which is something that cannot be taken lightly.

At this moment, Sofia grabbed Philippa, who was trying to pull her away, and held her soft body in her arms as Philippa blushed. She glared at Gray with a provocative look.

"I advise you to give up. A minor noble like you is not worthy of our Princess Philippa. As a saintess of the Holy Light Church, I am a match made in heaven with her, a hero."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, one person was extremely ashamed and indignant, another silently took a step back to indicate that they did not know them, and the rest were stunned for a moment by the amount of information contained in the sentence, as if they had been hit by a 0.2-second void by the five teachers.

Philippa, who was the target of Sofia's outrageous remarks in public, was naturally filled with shame and indignation.

Although she didn't reject Sophia just because Sophia was a girl and had feelings for her, she couldn't tolerate Sophia doing such a thing in public.

She has no shame, but she does have a sense of shame!

Taric has also been secretly targeted by Sofia these days, so he has suffered a bit of trouble for no reason.

He never joined the Hero Squad to cultivate a relationship with Philippa or become her consort; he simply wanted to make a name for himself as a member of the Hero Squad, which would greatly benefit him and his family.

Who knew that the current Holy Maiden was a woman, and that the current Hero was also a woman?

Taric could only mourn for Gray, who was also male and rejected by Sophia, for three seconds before distancing himself from Sophia.

Gray was, after all, a good young man from the 21st century on Earth... an adult who had been exposed to the internet and had a concept of things like male-female and female characters. He just didn't expect to actually encounter it himself, and his reaction was much faster than the three women around him.

He suppressed the urge to retort and explained, "Miss Sophia has misunderstood. Philippa and I only have a pure friendship and have never thought about marriage. Besides, I do have a fiancée."

Upon hearing this, the hostility in Sofia's eyes vanished completely.

It turned out to be a misunderstanding; someone had been accidentally injured. He had clearly stated that he had a fiancée and would not compete with her for Philippa, which immediately put Sofia at ease.

However, Philippa, who had been basking in the glow of Sofia's actions, seemed to have lost her dreams, and her eyes dimmed at a visible speed. Gray's words were like two sharp knives piercing Philippa's heart.

The first point: There was only pure friendship, and no thought was ever about marriage or anything like that.

Second statement: I have a fiancée.

Philippa forced a smile, trying to make her voice sound less sorrowful.

"So you're already engaged? Congratulations! Your fiancé must be a wonderful girl."

Philippa's disguise was quite successful; at least Gray didn't notice anything amiss. The image of the red-haired girl appeared in his mind, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"Thank you so much. Having a fiancée like her is a blessing from my past life."

It wasn't a political marriage; Gray genuinely loved his fiancée...

Now Philippa's eyes were completely lifeless, devoid of any sparkle.

Philippa had always been resistant to Reginald's idea of ​​choosing a husband for her. If she had to choose one, she would only choose Gray.

Because from childhood to adulthood, only Grey was not some privileged son arranged by his father, and only Grey was not someone who was hypocritical and fawning over her.

It was because of the stories he told her that she longed for the outside world so much.

She was never quite sure whether her feelings for Gray were actually "love".

Only now, when those unforgettable, heart-wrenching feelings came back to her, did Philippa understand her own heart.

Everyone says that young girls are in love, but she hadn't even realized that spring had arrived before she had already lost her love.

"Um... Gray, I have something to do, so I'll head back now..."

Philippa forced herself to turn away so that her tears wouldn't be seen by Gray.

Sofia was a little confused.

We came here specifically to register her for the Holy Light Pilgrimage, and she's already going back before she's even registered.

It wasn't until she caught up and saw Philippa's tear-streaked face that she realized the girl had been heartbroken.

Silently supporting Philippa's arm, Sofia was no longer in the mood for fooling around.

It turns out that it wasn't that Grey Brant had feelings for Philippa, but rather that Philippa had feelings for that man...

The girl's heartbreak was actually beneficial to her; with her rival gone, someone else could take advantage of her vulnerability.

I just hope she won't blame me, otherwise the romance will be really difficult...

Gray watched Philippa's departing figure, feeling somewhat taken aback.

"Registration is complete, go back now," he said to the three women.