"This creation is truly exquisite." Holding the contact lens taken from Melanie's eyes, Luca's eyes flashed with curiosity.
She was quite familiar with the magical fluctuations on these lenses; wasn't this the magical aura of their Demon race?
Could it be that this Miss Melanie also knew other members of the Demon race?
"I borrowed it from a friend." Melanie didn't intend to sell out Letitia. "I have to return it to her later."
"Is it Quinn? So she actually has things like this." Melanie hadn't betrayed Letitia, but Yori, who knew nothing, didn't have such awareness.
"Quinn? I've heard you mention that name often, Little Lu. Is she also a good friend of yours?" Luca was even more curious.
"Yes, yes! Quinn is not only my good friend, but also my sister's good friend. Right, sister?"
Melanie desperately winked at Yori, hoping not to stir up Luca's curiosity about Letitia right now.
If Luca proposed meeting Letitia, wouldn't that cause an explosion?
Letitia claimed to have snuck out, and based on the intelligence Melanie had, the Demon King Letitia had actually been forced off the throne by her own younger sister in league with the Four Heavenly Kings.
The relationship between these two sisters was likely not good.
If their relationship was good... wouldn't that be even worse?
If Luca acted spoiled, wouldn't it be even more terrible if Letitia regained her fighting spirit and returned to the Demon race to continue opposing the Human race?
This current good-for-nothing Letitia was so safe; it would be better for that Demon King Letitia to be swept into the dustbin of history.
"Sister, no need to be shy. There's nothing shameful about the relationship between you and Quinn..." Yori said happily.
After all, the relationship between you two is basically out in the open, isn't it?
As for the winks her sister gave her, Yori automatically interpreted them as the bashfulness of a pure-hearted girl.
Melanie, a completely genuine, pure-hearted girl—it was only natural for her to be bashful when her younger sister introduced her lover to her friend.
"Ahem, children shouldn't let their imaginations run wild." Melanie reached out and tapped her sister's head very, very lightly. "It's time to eat."
"Alright, alright, I know." Yori stuck out her tongue. If she didn't want to talk about it, fine, but why was her sister so shy?
This kind of thing would eventually be known by others; was she really going to hide it from everyone forever?
The behavior of the York sisters made Luca's curiosity grow even stronger. It sounded like there was some kind of strange relationship between Miss Melanie and that Quinn?
"Are you lovers?" the little girl asked in a low voice.
"Yes!"
"No!"
Yori and Melanie spoke at the same time, but their answers were completely opposite.
"Little Lu, if I see you looking at those strange things again, don't blame me for asking Quinn for advice on how to discipline a younger sister." Melanie said to her sister with black lines on her forehead; this brat was really getting worse and worse.
Was she in a romantic relationship with Letitia?
She was only monitoring Letitia, and incidentally giving her something to do so she wouldn't be idle and cause trouble.
There were absolutely no other feelings mixed into this.
"Tch, fine, don't say it then." Yori pouted, looking unhappy. "We'll talk about it in the room later."
"Little Lu!" Hearing her sister's muttering, Melanie wondered if she had been too lenient in disciplining Yori.
"Little Lu and Sister Melanie have a really good relationship." Luca, who was watching the show, exclaimed sincerely. "If only my sister could be as gentle as Sister Melanie."
"Little Lu, don't praise her. How could she possibly be considered gentle?" Yori said unconvinced.
Could this even be considered gentle? She clearly wasn't gentle at all.
Luca wore an expression that said "you don't understand." A sister like Melanie was already the type she dreamed of.
Good-looking, great personality, and protective of her younger sister—a perfect sister like this couldn't be found even with a lantern.
Thinking of her own sister, Luca immediately had the urge to burst into tears.
Her sister used to have a cold face all day long, and the phrase she said most to her was, "You are my younger sister, the princess of the Demon race; you cannot do these things."
Back then, her sister was more like a mother to Luca than a sister.
But Luca understood her sister; back then, her sister had to suppress her emotions deep inside. To protect her, her sister had to do that.
But later, her sister changed; she became decadent.
The ruler of the Demon race was gone, replaced by a good-for-nothing that even Luca couldn't stand to watch.
Her sister no longer had her previous ruthlessness; she had become gentle, but Luca didn't want this kind of gentleness.
She wanted that cold, ruthless sister back.
She tried, but her sister made a choice that disappointed her deeply.
Her sister ran away, leaving with her most trusted attendant, slinking away in defeat.
"If I can find my sister, I will definitely drag her over to see Sister Melanie and let her see what a real sister should be like." Luca clenched her fists, her tone firm.