King's Landing

——The northeast boundary wall, the stage area."Fire Dragon Birth Festival" operating headquarters.

After Shiroyasha and Wuhejian discussed their personal affairs, they took him to the base of the community "Salamandra" and was responsible for holding the headquarters of the "Fire Dragon Birth Festival". As for Leticia and Snow White, they were looking for the black rabbits. Now, Yao's words are probably about to begin, that creator's wrestling game.

"Well, Lord Shirayasha, what you said is too... ahem, anyway, can you refuse?"

Wuhejian, who wore a special dress, walked side by side with Bai Yasha. At this moment, he was saying such words with a sad expression on his face.

"Well, what do you say?"

"Uh...It's fine to attend the festival as a distinguished guest of the Eastern District, but it's nothing to be a bodyguard for the little girl. After all, I am also a dignified demon lord, how can I do such a price reduction thing!"

That's right, in addition to making him attend as a distinguished guest as a representative of the Eastern District, Bai Yacha's task for looking for Wuhejian was to secretly protect that little girl-Sandora during the festival.

The reason is that the rulers of other classes in the North District are very restless. If the Demon King strikes, there may be some storms, and it is very likely to be taken advantage of by the time. Therefore, after many considerations, Bai Yacha looked for Going to Wuhejian, a young demon king who has been idle for countless people, of course, the payment is a wonderful meal of horses and chickens.

"Well, don't think Shandora is only eleven years old, that's a cute little loli!"

"Hey, what do you mean by this? It makes me look like a lolicon."

"Isn't it?"

Being stared at by Bai Yasha with a strange gaze, Wuhejian felt a little guilty.

"When, of course not, I'm not that perverted black man (Baron of the Cross), my taste is only interested in myself, what I like, it's not'fraternity', let alone lolicon!"

"Then, rest assured, Sandora will definitely be able to appetite you."

"what……?"

Staring at Bai Yasha incredibly, looking at her with a "I know you well" expression, Wuhejian was speechless.

"Well, anyway, let's talk about it when I see you. It should be inside..."

Entering from the palace excavated from the huge bright red boundary wall, under the leadership of the two soldiers, Wuhejian has seen the high platform not far away and the preparation room behind the high platform.

"Ah! It's Lord Shirayasha! Are you here?"

A petite figure dressed in a gorgeous red princess costume came out of the preparation room with a silver bell-like sound.

"Ah, it's been a long time, Sandora."

Approaching to the front, the girl's face was revealed in Wuhejian's eyes.

The fresh and lovely cheeks are a little bit of joy, the gorgeous long fiery hair is dignifiedly coiled around the two unique little dragon horns, and the charms hung on the exquisite little hands and jade feet further show the agility of the little girl.

The petite and lovely princess looked at this figure, even with Wuhejian who was prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but shine.

"This, this is... His Royal Highness?"

After greeting Bai Yacha, the little princess looked at Wuhejian cautiously.

"Well, he is the kid I mentioned to you."

"Sandora? Nice to meet you. I am Wuhejian. If possible, I can call my brother."

"what……?"

"Boy! How dare you be so rude!!!"

Suddenly, a credulously dressed man appeared from behind the little princess, and yelled angrily and pulled out the scimitar from his waist.

"—Stop! Brother Mandela!"

The figure stiffened in vain, and the scimitar that was raised stopped in the air.It was not because the little princess Shandora stopped him, but the man named Mandela had more than a dozen lightsabers shining in various colors out of thin air, each exuding a chill enough to make the heart trembling. Each one was enough to cut off Mandela's head easily.

"How courageous, Mandela. How dare you attack the five-figure demon king, are you ready to apologize with death?"

It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with Mandela, so Shiroyasha's tone also brought a hint of sarcasm.

"Ma...Ma...King!!!?"

It was extremely difficult to squeeze a few words from his throat, and Mandela's face was terrified.

"Sorry, Your Highness! Brother Mandela just doesn't know your identity, so please don't blame it!"

Shandora lowered her head to apologize in a panic. After all, the impulsive man is her brother, and she must stand up no matter what the situation is.

"I was really taken aback. I thought there was a warrior who wanted to kill me, the demon king. Was it Sandora's brother?"

"Yes, yes, so..."

"Well, since it's Sandora's brother, then forget it. Otherwise, my character would have cracked him without saying a word."

He waved his hand indifferently, those lightsabers disappeared out of thin air, and the saved Mandela was flabby with a face full of lingering tremors. It is estimated that his body has been soaked in cold sweat.

"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you for forgiving Brother Mandela."

"Don't mind, but if you want to thank you, call me brother?"

"...?"

Hearing something similar to a joke, Shandora was stunned again.

"Ah, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work, just treat it as me making a joke."

"No...no, that, I...Jian, brother Jian..."

Seeing that Wuhejian felt a little regretful, Xiao Shandora immediately blushed and called out in a panic.

"Haha, your kid is really... what do you say now?"

Bai Yacha, who was laughing with a folding fan, looked at Wuhejian with a playful look, and it was already obvious.

"Ah...what the hell is..."

"Um, Lord Baiyasha, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, have a personal matter with this kid. Okay, get in, the Creator’s qualifiers are about to begin. Your appearance is not decent enough. For this festival, I have brought you a set of clothes. Go in and change now!"

Speaking of Bai Yasha, he entered the preparation room first, and Sandora also gave a ritual to Wuhe Jian and asked Mandela in frustration to enter the room.

The door was closed, and Wuhejian, who was outside the preparation room, stared at the Mandela with interest for a while, until he broke out in cold sweat again, Wuhejian spoke.

"Seriously, I really appreciate the fact that I love my sister. However, don't overdo some things. In the unlikely event that something unexpected happens, your sister-Sandora will be the first to bear the brunt."

"———!!!"

Looking at the young devil in horror, a stormy sea appeared in Mandela's heart!