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

The elves began serving the dishes one by one, each a specialty of their elven kingdom, exquisite in color, aroma, and taste, leaving everyone in awe. The delicate pastries, fresh fruits, and meats cooked with spices gathered from the forest broadened Gray's horizons considerably.

Beta was clearly very familiar with these dishes, he pursed his lips.

More than ten years have passed, and nothing has changed at all. You also pursue eternity, don't you?

Watching the elven girls dance, Gray couldn't help but marvel at the strength of the elven race's genes; indeed, every single one of them was a handsome man or a beautiful woman.

As Gray appreciated the elven culture, Beta would occasionally glance at him, observing his expression thoughtfully.

She's not jealous yet; there's nothing between her and Gray, neither in name nor in action.

She was just thinking.

Are you interested in dancing, Master Shadow? Actually, I can dance a little too...

Little did he know, Gray had already begun to criticize the elven royal family in his heart.

Not much time had passed between their arrival in the city and their attendance at the banquet. How could preparations for the banquet have been so quick?

If the Elf King had originally planned to hold a banquet and he just happened to arrive at that time, then it would make sense.

The real-life version of "This is how it is in the rear: the soldiers on the front lines only need to devote themselves to the battlefield, obey orders, and fight the enemy with all their might, but the people in the rear have to consider many things."

Good heavens, the situation on the front lines is critical, while those at home are indulging in pleasure with beautiful women?

Gray's impression of the elven royal family plummeted. He had thought that the elven royal family, which could raise such a dignified beauty as Beta, must have something special. It turned out that it was just that Beta was more capable.

It is necessary to reconsider the assistance provided to the royal family. Is it really good for the Elven race to allow the Kingdom of Saintian to fall into such corrupt royal rule?

After the banquet ended, the two were invited by Elandil Wendy to the Emerald Palace to discuss important matters.

Elandir sat on his throne, greeting the two with a smile.

"Is this Miss Beta of the Ten Shadows? I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the Shadow Court for their help."

Gray was clearly not interested in the pleasantries and didn't respond, leaving Beta to give a few reluctant replies.

"Miss Beta, may I ask who this gentleman is?" After exchanging a few pleasantries, Elandil finally asked his question.

Beta was about to start introducing himself when Gray interrupted him.

"I am the leader of the Shadow Court, and I have come here to discuss the war with you."

Gray's words were concise and to the point, clearly indicating that he didn't intend to waste any more time.

Faced with Gray's rude greeting, Elendil could only swallow his anger and endure it.

The other party was indeed unfathomable, and Elandil silently decided to try his best not to provoke them.

“Then I’ll get straight to the point,” Gray said bluntly. “Send your personal guards to the front lines.”

The Royal Guard was the most elite force under the control of the royal family.

However, this royal guard has been stationed in the royal city of Erlin. To put it nicely, they are guarding the capital, but in reality, they are just loafing around and waiting to die.

You raise an army for a thousand days, but only use it for one. How can you raise an army and then be reluctant to use it?

When faced with Gray's demand right from the start, Elendil's smile froze.

"Mr. Shadow, I'm afraid that won't work. The Royal Guard needs to protect the capital and cannot be mobilized casually..."

Gray, adopting a "lazy to talk, willing to listen" approach, said, "Fine, if you're unwilling to put in the effort, we won't work for free. You can deal with the two bishops of the Demon Order yourselves."

Threat, this is a naked threat.

Gray didn't think it sounded that bad. Since the elven royal family was unwilling to send their most elite troops to quell the rebellion, there was no need for him to offer any assistance.

Don't expect to leave the internal turmoil of the Kingdom of Saint-Tian to others to solve.

“This…” Elandil realized that this man in black robes was not as easily fooled as Beta, so he decided to stall for time and said with difficulty, “Please give me some more time. I need to discuss this with my subjects…”

Gray understood, but he didn't forgive, and his tone was very aggressive: "Fine. Two choices: send or don't send. If you don't send, you'll lose our help. There's no room for compromise. Just tell me your choice after you've discussed it."

“Okay…” Elandil was drenched in sweat.

When he was negotiating with Beta, he thought that the Shadow Court was just trying to help out of kindness, so he was a little smug and planned to use the Shadow Court's help to quell the rebellion without expending too much effort.

The leader of the Shadow Court, who suddenly appeared, was so ruthless that he dared not refute her at all.

As a king, one naturally carries a kingly aura. It is usually Elandil's aura that oppresses his subjects, but he was somewhat overwhelmed by Gray's imposing presence.

Gray did not reveal his own magic power, but only exuded the aura unique to a demon king, which we can call the demon king's domineering aura.

Beta was secretly pleased; seeing Old Deng so obsequious made the trip worthwhile.

Lord Shadow, is he acting so aggressively because of me?

I used to like Lord Demon Shadow a lot, but now I like him even more!

Beta was still cheering in her heart when Gray turned his attention to her the next moment.

“Oh, right, there’s one more thing.” Gray gestured to Beta and said, “Take off your black robe and let him see who you are.”

Beta froze instantly.

Lord Shadow Demon, shall I reveal my identity?

The joy in my heart vanished instantly, replaced by a surge of fear buried deep within.

Don’t do that kind of thing!!!

Beta hesitated and wavered.

She was a tool created by Elandil, a princess in name only, but in reality, a tool created for marriage with humans.

On the day she was born, Elandil realized that she was a stunning beauty in the making, and that with a little nurturing, she would surely grow into a graceful and elegant woman.

Elendil was overjoyed. His daughter was among the most beautiful in the entire Elven race, and no human could resist such a beautiful woman.

Elandir did this to appease humanity, one of the two eternal races.

Ivy Wendy was raised from birth to be a tool for political marriage.

As for why Elandil chose to appease humans instead of the other major race, the demons?

Elvendil, the Elf King, has lived for over a thousand years and is quite knowledgeable.

He discovered that the heavens favored humans more than demons.

That's why he goes to such lengths to please humans and gain their friendship.

However, Beta's elopement only caused enmity between humans and elves.

Facing Elandil, her father, she could never lift her head, and dared not appear before him now, after escaping her arranged marriage, without concealing her identity.

However, this is Lord Shadow's wish. His Highness Prince Charming said he would help me overcome my fear.

Then we have no choice but to believe him.

Beta secretly made up his mind.

If Lord Shadow is teasing her again, she will demand compensation no matter what.

You won't let me down, will you?