The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1579 - 450: The Demon King Arrives at His Loyal Thunder City

The shrill sound of the steam whistle penetrated the gauzy morning mist, as the benevolent and wealthy Prince Colin finally arrived at his loyal Thunder City port.

Undoubtedly, the Royal Family of the Campbell Duchy was the true ruler of this port.

But just as unmistakably, it was the Prince of the Empire, who owned vast lands overseas, that was the true spiritual haven for the citizens of Thunder City...

He has finally returned!

On the deck of the steamship, the colorful butterfly had vanished, replaced by a well-cut deep blue woolen long coat.

It was a handsome young man.

His nose was high, his figure tall and slender, his right hand casually resting on the oak railing, with silver decorations glinting subtly in the grey daylight.

The white ruffled collar accentuated his slender neck line, as the golden chain of his pocket watch drooped from his vest, curling up along with the corner of his coat wet by morning dew in the noisy sea breeze... just like someone walking out from a painting.

Also swirling within the noisy sea breeze was the fluttering Purple Moon Flag, along with the port thrown into chaos because of the steam whistle.

The crowd on the docks was like a disturbed anthill, as officials shouted at the top of their lungs to direct guards to maintain order, yet they could not stop the citizens from running between Queen Street and the port.

The only ones unmoving seemed to be the oyster-shucking female worker squatting by the dockside, and the loader frozen in place watching the commotion.

They were probably among the few at the port who had no direct connection to Prince Colin.

After all, the jobs in these corners were often not done by locals, but rather by farmers or farmwives from the countryside.

Having clumsily given up their hoes, most of them had just recently arrived at the port, having only recently gained their bewildering freedom.

"Puff puff puff... Seems like your reputation here isn't that great, everyone runs away when they see you."

Taufu scooted closer to the cuff of Luo Yan's pants, covering his mouth with a paw, letting out a schadenfreude-filled laugh.

This little guy was just too eager to win, never missing an opportunity to laugh at the Demon King, becoming one of the Demon King's favorite amusements.

Looking at Taufu, who always rejoiced too soon, Luo Yan smiled slightly and said in a chatty tone.

"That's where you're mistaken."

"Mistaken about what?"

"You can't just look at the surface of things. Running away doesn't always mean unwelcome, it could be for a running start to greet. Just like raising hands over one's head doesn't always mean surrender, it could be to embrace the sun."

"What kind of twisted logic is that?"

"I call it the Study of the Demon King! If you learn it, you could become a Demon King too."

"???"

Well then.

The last sentence was actually Luo Yan boasting.

Even if one learned his "twisted and wicked theories," not everyone has the chance to become a Demon King, at least not every demon can enter the Demon King Academy and stand out.

At best, one could become a little clever, avoiding being taken advantage of by those pretending to be confused.

Just as Luo Yan was admiring the swarm-like crowd at the port, Youyou's shadow silently appeared beside him.

Its voice carried a hint of confusion, quietly asking.

"Lord Demon King, didn't you say you were going to find Erin Campbell? So why did you fly to Thunder City instead?"

"The answer should be obvious," Luo Yan smiled slightly, answering in his heart, "We departed from here, naturally we should return from here."

When he first arrived at Thunder City, he spun a beautiful story around the name of Prince Colin.

And on his journey from the Holy City to the Academic State, then to Ryan Kingdom, this time he finally rounded out that story.

If he were to meet Erin in Ryan Kingdom, the story he created would lose its meaning.

He indeed planned to find Erin, that's true.

However, before that, he must first land at the docks of Thunder City, even if only to brush past.

This way, the meticulously woven story and the footprints left along the way could form a closed loop.

As Luo Yan quietly awaited the brewing crowd to surge towards the port, deep within the deck came the sound of heavy footsteps.

It was a tall Wind Roar Lizardman.

He stood over two meters tall, wings like skeletal membranes extended behind him, swaying slightly in the sea breeze.

His scales glimmered with a cool blue-grey sheen under the foggy light, adorned with heavy gold ornaments on his chest, waist, and arms, each step resonating with a low metallic clatter.

The Wind Roar Clan didn't actually like wearing gold and silver, that was something only the showy Holy Armor Dragon Clan did, the burdensome metal ornaments simply hindered the free soul from flying in the sky.

However—

The Demon King favored it.

As the envoy from the Wind Roar Kingdom of the Gutaf United Kingdom, Sak Jifeng dared not defy this true Majesty.

With a single knee to the ground, he lowered his broad chest, arms crossed before him, offering the highest of courtesies, his voice deep and respectful said.

"Greetings... Prince Colin."

Upon hearing the voice from behind, Luo Yan turned to the envoy of the Wind Roar Clan, nodded with a smile, and said.

"Rise, Mr. Sak, here you may use the etiquette of the Empire, no need to adhere to the Gana Continent's ways."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Sak respectfully rose, standing aside with his hands at rest.

Several months ago, the Gutaf United Kingdom received a message from the Great Graveyard. The respected Lord Demon King requested them to dispatch a steamship to the northeast coast of the Vortex Sea, to establish diplomatic relations with the Campbell Duchy located on the eastern border of the Empire.