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

Chapter 315 Lucas Valestrid

"Adventure in a Secret Realm!"

Philippa cheered with joy as the group of heroes arrived at the portal to a wild secret realm.

Although it's called "wild," many adventurers have already explored the secret realm, and it's long past the time for it to be untouched. The term "wild" means that it hasn't been monopolized and utilized by anyone, but rather serves as a resource point for all adventurers to enter.

The Adventurers' Guild manages the portals to the secret realms. For a small fee, one can enter the secret realm, and any spoils found within can be appraised and purchased by the Adventurers' Guild.

Such secret realms are not very dangerous, and the training effects they provide are also relatively poor.

Taric chose this secret realm because he wanted to gradually familiarize himself with secret realm adventures before looking for wilder, more dangerous ones.

“How lively!” Sofia stared at Philippa. Unlike Philippa, she wasn’t keen on adventure, nor did she like spending her days in church chanting prayers.

The former was too tiring, the latter too boring. If she really had to choose between the two, she would rather sleep in the palace with Philippa in her arms.

That is...

You really aren't willing to suffer even the slightest loss!

Sophia, the Holy Maiden, was still thinking about how to win over the Princess Heroine, even though she knew that the chances seemed slim.

Just a tiny bit... a universe between your fingers?

"Then let's not delay!"

With that, Philippa was about to walk towards the portal.

"Wait a minute," Taric immediately stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Philippa turned around, somewhat puzzled.

Tariq explained why he had called her over.

"The preparations for a secret realm adventure are much more extensive than for a dungeon exploration. A dungeon, no matter how large, is still just a city, while a secret realm can be considered a small world."

Before paying to enter the secret realm, it's best to buy plenty of potions, food, and other necessary supplies to stock up.

"I see." Philippa thought Taric's words made sense and temporarily suppressed her restless heart.

"Then hurry up!"

Urged on, Taric felt somewhat helpless.

They all have storage space devices, giving them a significant advantage over other adventurers in exploring secret realms. He wanted to prepare more emergency supplies, not out of cowardice, but because what's wrong with valuing one's life?

Therefore, Tariq did not intend to cut back on the time spent purchasing necessary items, given Philippa's anxiety.

"Don't rush, let's go to town first..."

Taric pointed in the direction of the town, and Philippa charged ahead first...

Suddenly, she stopped.

Sofia noticed Philippa's unusual behavior and leaned over to ask, "What's wrong?"

Then he looked in the direction Philippa was looking.

That is……

Sophia saw a large group of people gathered together, which should be a large adventurer team. The person in the center of the team was a handsome young man dressed in gorgeous clothes, and she looked somewhat familiar with him.

A feeling of disgust immediately arose.

But Philippa is different from her; she doesn't have any misogyny. Why would she stop when she sees a rich young man?

know?

Sofia leaned closer to take a look at Philippa's expression.

Disgust. Sofia had never seen Philippa show such disgust before.

It's just like……

Her own aversion to men, especially that Grey Brant, was even stronger than Philippa's aversion to that rich young man.

(After all, Sofia dislikes Gray... or rather, is jealous that Gray, this impoverished nobleman's adopted son who clearly has a fiancée, can make Philippa so infatuated?)

Out of curiosity, Taric also came over.

Upon seeing the young master's face, Taric's expression also showed a hint of doubt.

"Lucas Valestrid?" (See Chapter 22; it's been so long that I had to look it up myself to find the name.)

"You know him too?" Sophia pondered, "This surname seems vaguely familiar..."

“He’s the young master of the Prime Minister’s family.” Tariq’s explanation made Sofia realize what was going on.

Although Sophia didn't pay much attention to the various nobles of the kingdom, as a saint of the Holy Light Church, she had heard of the Prime Minister to some extent.

That's why I have some impression of the surname Valestrid.

"So what happened? Do you have a grudge against him?" Sofia asked Philippa.

Sofia now only knows who this young master is; what she wants to know is why Philippa hates Lucas Valestrid so much.

Philippa shook her head: "It's not that I have a grudge against him, it's just that I feel a kind of inexplicable disgust when I see this person. It may be related to the list of candidates for the emperor's son-in-law that my father forced on me."

Upon hearing this, Sofia immediately frowned.

The prince consort... it's Philippa who stole her again. But Philippa is a princess, so it's perfectly normal for His Majesty the King to have plans to marry her. But Sofia is still a little unhappy.

However, she knew that Philippa was in love with that Grey Brant and wouldn't listen to Reginald's advice to choose a husband.

That's great... but it doesn't seem that great either.

The person the three were talking about had also seen them.

Lucas walked over to him.

Seeing Lucas approach, Philippa's disgust intensified, and she almost couldn't resist the urge to turn around and leave.

"Your Highness? You're actually here..."

Lucas walked up to Philippa with a smile on his face.

Lucas had originally intended to shake hands, but recalling Philippa's previous lack of courtesy, he feared he would make a fool of himself and decided against it.

That smile gave Philippa goosebumps all over.

"Oh, what a coincidence, we're going shopping. Goodbye, or better yet, never to meet again."

Philippa executed a smooth little combo and immediately ran away, bypassing Lucas.

Sofia and Tariq quickly followed.

"Is Your Highness in a hurry? I won't bother you any longer."

Lucas bid farewell to the three in a gentle voice, but Philippa ran even faster upon hearing this.

After saying goodbye, Lucas turned around.

Instantly, the smile on his face vanished.

Instead, his face was filled with gloom.

"Philippa Ravenhill!"

The image of a handsome and refined man was gone, and Lucas Wallace said those seven words through gritted teeth.

From a young age, Philippa Ravenhill had never given him a kind look. No matter how he tried to be nice to her or how much he hoped to get along with her, she ignored him and her disgust was written all over her face without any pretense.

He originally intended to try and win the title of prince consort, which would be very beneficial to consolidating the Valestrid family's position, and that was also what his father had instructed him to do.

But things didn't go as planned, and Lucas still doesn't know why Philippa hates him so much.

Um... even Philippa herself couldn't explain it...

Although his father didn't force him to do anything after he found out, Lucas Wallacet felt extremely frustrated by the experience.

This is the only stain on his smooth-sailing social life in the elite circle.