I'm a little bit cute after transforming.

Chapter 138 Drunk

The returning boss also saw Diana passed out after just one drink, remarking, "Kids really shouldn't drink!"

"Sir! Are you alright?"

As he spoke, the boss tried to go forward to help Diana up, but Krul interrupted him.

Don't touch her with your dirty hands!

Krul put one of Diana's hands on his shoulder and then helped her up.

Perhaps because Diana was drunk, Krul felt that she was limp all over, and it was quite comfortable to be near her.

The shop owner watched as Krul helped Diana out, wanting to say something but ultimately remaining silent. After all, that was the Demon Lord; what could possibly happen to her? He didn't care about the cost of the barbecue; he'd be happy to have it for free. But knowing the Demon Lord's personality, he'd definitely pay for it later, and he couldn't refuse.

Krulla helped Diana walk down the street. 'Really! The Demon King, knocked out by a single drink! How utterly disgraceful!'

Krul glanced to the side and caught a glimpse of Diana's fair and smooth neck. He couldn't help but swallow and tighten his grip on Diana's waist.

'How could I, in my noble capacity, possibly escort her home! Leaving her on the street would make me seem petty. Since I'm going back anyway, I might as well take her with me!'

A figure in the shadows in the distance saw this and instantly fled.

In a dark room in the city lord's manor, the little devil knelt on one knee and explained the situation. In front of him was Demetrius, who was sitting at a desk working on documents with his back to him.

"My lord, should we take the drunken Demon King back with us?"

Dimitrus paused in his movements, his voice turning cold.

"Drunk? How could a lowly creature like you possibly understand His Majesty the Demon King's intentions? Don't use your pitifully small brain to question His Majesty the Demon King. You only need to carry out orders!"

The little devil, kneeling on the ground, was trembling all over, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.

"Yes! Your lord!"

After saying that, the little devil trembled and took two steps back before disappearing from the room.

Dimitrus pushed up his glasses, a smile spreading across his face.

"Is His Majesty the Demon King going to make his move again?"

Demitrus has already sorted things out very clearly. Although the girls close to Diana are not very strong, they all have special identities.

The hero's sister Isia, the duke's daughter Louise, the adventurer's daughter Cora, the witch Denise, and so on—each of them can play an unexpected role at specific moments.

'His Majesty the Demon King is truly farsighted!'

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Krul helped Diana to the front of the newly purchased house. The door opened automatically, and a young girl was waiting inside.

When the girl saw that the progenitor was actually helping someone in, and that person was Diana, whom she had seen earlier that day, her mind went blank, and her CPU was practically boiling over.

'Huh? Would an adult help someone up like that? Kidnapping? Abduction? No, no, no, this is favor! I'm so envious, I want to be helped up like that by an adult! An adult hasn't sucked my blood in so long, even though I'm so well-maintained! Why is that?'

While she was lost in her own thoughts, Krul had already led Diana into the bedroom.

'It's over! It's over! The master really has taken a liking to Diana! What should I do! Will the master abandon me...?'

Krul placed Diana on his bed and then stood by the bed watching her.

'This is a great opportunity! If I take her into my fold now, with her status and power, she can accomplish anything!'

'Absolutely not! She's the Demon King! There's no way I could successfully embrace her! Doing this would likely make me her enemy!'

Even if I can't successfully embrace her, drinking some of her blood is fine; she looks so alluring! A little won't hurt; her life force is so immense!

'You can't do that! She's a good child, you can't hurt her!'

'Shut up!'

Krul's blood-red eyes lit up, and her small fangs grew longer, gleaming with a sharp luster. She exuded a terrifying aura.

Two figures, one black and one white, vanished from my mind in an instant.

Krul covered her head, her expression pained. Her teeth and nails grew longer and then shortened again, as if she was trying her best to suppress something.

She hasn't drunk human blood in a long time, and she actually dislikes it. To reduce her desire to drink blood, she disperses a lot of her original blood, which is why she looks like a child.

Perhaps because she hadn't drunk blood in a long time, or perhaps because of those two glasses of strong liquor, Krul's rationality gradually faded. She flipped over and jumped onto the bed, kneeling on Diana.

Krul looked at Diana's smooth neck and finally couldn't resist leaning in. He pulled open her collar, revealing her white shoulders. He stuck out his tongue and licked the spot he was about to bite. The sweet taste made him even more unable to control himself. He stretched out his canine teeth and was about to bite down.

Diana tilted her head and suddenly shouted:

"Again! I'm going to drink you under the table today!"

Krul, interrupted, stared blankly at Diana's face so close to his, and the image of him and Diana fighting over barbecue in the shop suddenly flashed into his mind.

"Damn it!"

Krul forcefully pulled out his two fangs, and blood gushed out immediately. The pain brought her back to her senses, but in an instant, the two fangs reappeared.

Krul clutched her head tightly, curled up on the bed, her body trembling violently. Gradually, the room fell silent.

early morning.

Diana slowly opened her eyes. She vaguely remembered drinking with Krul; she had an amazing alcohol tolerance and had drunk him until he knelt and begged for mercy. (That was just a dream~)

'Hmm, an unfamiliar ceiling.'

Diana sat up abruptly.

"An unfamiliar ceiling?"

She glanced around and realized it was indeed an unfamiliar room. Then she noticed Krul curled up on the side and the bloodstains on the blanket.

Diana's mind went completely blank. 'What's going on?! What happened last night?!'

She quickly checked herself over and found that her clothes were all intact. She breathed a sigh of relief and nudged Krul next to her.

"Hey! Wake up!"

When she touched Krul's arm, she felt it was extremely cold, abnormally so.

Diana sensed something was wrong and immediately bent down to check, then she froze.

Krul isn't breathing, and his heart isn't beating. He's clearly dead!

"What happened? Did you get yourself killed after having a drink?"

"You've really messed up! If you can't drink, just say so! Why are you showing off!"

"What a good thing!"

Diana was in a state of turmoil, after all, she bore an inescapable responsibility for what had happened.

Just then, the door was opened from the outside, and the girl who had been waiting outside, hearing Diana's shouting inside, didn't care about anything else and barged in.

The girl spotted Krul curled up on the bed at a glance. She rushed over to protect him and then glared at Diana.

"What did you do to the adults?!"