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

He felt dizzy and disoriented, as if he had been hit on the head with a club, and collapsed to the ground.

"We finally caught up." Kappa panted, his two fat bulges jiggling.

Delta approached, brandishing her Blood Scythe, drawing a line, and smelling the blood to draw her conclusion.

"No, none of these guards carry any demonic aura, and none of them are cultists."

Identifying cult members is still very difficult.

Aside from the fact that cult members are easily identifiable when they organize activities by wearing uniform gray robes, and when they use their abilities and their demonic aura leaks out, cult members usually hide themselves very well.

They all possessed some methods to conceal their demonic aura, otherwise they would have been wiped out by the Church of Holy Light long ago...

It's hard to say. Even if the Church of Holy Light has identified all the cultists, do they have the ability to eliminate them?

Methods for detecting cult members are extremely scarce.

The Church of Holy Light often uses light-attribute magic to stimulate the demonic aura on people's bodies. People without demonic aura will at most feel a little uncomfortable.

While it's described as a commonly used method, the Holy Light Church actually has no other testing methods and doesn't use them frequently.

Light attribute magic, is there a fourth true user of light attribute magic in the world right now?

The Church of Holy Light does have a special method to briefly use light-attribute magic, but it is rarely used because it consumes too much energy and is not very effective.

The rampant spread of cults and the fact that demonic cults have grown to their current massive size is largely due to the scarcity of methods for detecting them.

Furthermore, the Church of Holy Light didn't care much about the Demon Order, but perhaps they'll pay more attention now, considering how arrogant they were during the Holy Light Pilgrimage...

In comparison, the detection methods used by the Shadow Court are more diverse.

Delta, the blonde, mature vampire, can smell the difference between the blood of cultists and ordinary humans; this is a method exclusive to vampires.

Unfortunately, the number of vampires is now so small that this method cannot be widely used.

Then there's the ability to delve into the soul and read memories, which can be used by those with strong mental power, but this sounds very malicious, and the Holy Light Church and the laws of the kingdom explicitly prohibit this behavior.

The Church of Holy Light, which is hostile to vampires and forbids reading memories, naturally has no use for these two methods.

Beta was deep in thought.

Based on past experience, cultists usually travel in groups, so it's a bit strange that there isn't a single cultist among so many guards.

Of course, the information Harvey Valen provided was that Dur Valen was a cultist. Before capturing that person, the veracity of the information could only be questioned, and its authenticity could not be determined.

"Let's keep going." Delta was still at the forefront, rushing into the mansion's main hall, where she naturally encountered the gathered servants.

As the waiters burst in, the entire hall descended into chaos.

The servants all understood that the fact that the attackers had managed to get here meant that the guards had failed to stop them, and that the guards were probably already in grave danger.

The maids let out suppressed screams, they huddled together, some even collapsing to the ground, unable to move, tears streaming down their faces.

The older servants, seasoned by life's trials, showed fear on their faces, but more so a resolute determination. They tried to reassure the younger servants while searching for possible escape routes.

The cooks dropped their tools; some tried to hide, while others rushed toward the kitchen, perhaps searching for cooking utensils they could use as weapons, or looking for another exit.

"Shut up, you're so noisy!" Delta roared, and to shut up the servants, he manifested the blood scythe in his hand to its largest form, swung it around, and the blood-red giant scythe blade brushed past the servants.

The servants immediately dared not make a move, fearing that they would be decapitated at any moment.

Delta coughed lightly and said, "Stay here and don't move. My target is that guy, what's his name again..."

His cool demeanor lasted only three seconds before his elegant persona crumbled completely.

There's no way around it; proud vampires wouldn't bother remembering human names.

Sita quietly added, "Duer Valen."

“Yes, yes, Duer Valen, your patriarch, stay put and answer the questions, and I will not harm you,” declared the blonde, mature vampire.

Delta's giant blood scythe was quite intimidating, and the servants dared not move an inch.

“Very good.” Delta nodded in satisfaction: “Where is that Duer Valen? If you don’t tell us or give a lie…”

The blonde, mature vampire smiled in a chilling arc: "You know the consequences."

These words caused an uproar among the servants, who immediately hesitated.

Should we betray the master or not?

Delta knew they would have to go through a mental struggle for a while, so he waited quietly, but of course he wouldn't give them too much time.

Soon, a male servant stepped forward, pointed out the location of Dur Valen's room, and provided some information.

"The butler has gone to inform the master..."

In other words, Durr Valen already knew about the attack and may have fled.

With the big sister Alpha out there, he can't escape.

Regardless, we should go to the room and catch the person first.

Beta said, "You all go ahead, I'll stay here and watch over them."

Without further ado, someone volunteered, and they went straight to arrest the person.

……

"Master!" The butler's voice became very urgent.

Duer Valen's face darkened.

What else?

The gray-robed man disappeared once again, and Dur Valen beckoned the butler into the room.

"My lord, there are intruders! The guards are already engaged with them, but the situation is unclear..."

"Master...?" Duer Valen walked toward the butler, muttering obscure and incomprehensible incantations.

Soon, the butler's eyes went vacant, and the light in them disappeared.

His lifeless eyes made him look like a marionette.

“The timing is too perfect,” Durr Valen muttered.

His mansion hadn't been attacked in decades, but today, a messenger from above arrived, warning him to be careful.

"How so?" This question was, of course, asked by Dur Valen to the gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man's expression was grave: "This is not simple. Let's send out our 'death squads'! Escape! Save your lives and forget about the mansion."

"This..." Dur Valen was naturally reluctant to give up the business he had painstakingly built up over decades, but the people sent from above told him to run, and this time he might very well lose his life...

Duer Valen gritted his teeth and decided to follow the gray-robed man's advice. He turned around, walked to the bookshelf, and pulled out a book from the middle.

The mechanism was activated, the bookshelves parted, revealing a hidden passage behind them.