The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1608 - 456: The Most Human Side of the Demon King, Part 4

Seeing Colin turn to leave, Quentin was startled and quickly reached out to grab this guy's arm, advising him to prioritize the bigger picture.

What if this news gets out?

Even if Erin has disappeared, or even if she is dead, the Alliance Army must remain silent, at least until Twilight City is captured before mourning her.

"Wait—"

"I can't wait!"

"No! Listen to me, you must stay here! Trust me, young man, if Erin were here, she would definitely advise you the same way!"

"I came here all the way from Gana Continent to help her! If she's gone, what purpose do I have here? Let go of me!"

"I won't let go until you hear me out! Even if you're a Prince of the Empire, it wouldn't make a difference!"

Without the Mage's buff, purely relying on Strength, Luo Yan really couldn't move this dwarf who was as heavy as a mountain.

Even if this hairy bald head was only at the Platinum Level.

However, he originally had no intention of pulling to win, just putting on a determined stance to leave... if they wanted to hold onto him, let them. After all, Erin was almost here.

He had calculated the timing before coming.

Quentin Copper Furnace gritted his teeth, gripping his arm with force, yet not daring to use too much strength, for fear of maiming him.

But speaking of which, isn't this prince a Mage?

Where did he get such incredible strength?!

Just as the two of them were in a stalemate, the heavy tent flap was suddenly lifted fiercely by someone outside.

Erin and Theresa's faces appeared simultaneously at the entrance, both expressing disbelief.

"Colin?!"

"Your Highness?!"

At this moment, Erin was draped in a large cloak, following beside the exhausted-looking Theresa, with her face hidden under a lowered hood.

Her emerald green eyes were filled with the joy and disbelief of a long-awaited reunion, but there was also an instinctive panic and desire to flee.

"Erin—!"

Luo Yan's eyes lit up with joy, about to rush to Erin's side, but the large hand gripping his arm wouldn't let go and clamped even tighter like a vise.

"Kid... don't be impulsive, that's not your lover, stand behind me!"

Quentin's voice deepened, pulling the young Human Prince behind him, his torch-like eyes fixed on Erin's face.

Erin didn't evade, only calmly meeting the hostile gaze awaiting this ally to speak.

Luo Yan could tell that her heart wasn't as calm as she appeared; the trembling in her shoulders already exposed her inner anxiety.

And this might be because of him.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Quentin suddenly let out a cold laugh, breaking the silence between the two.

"If there's anything we Dwarves hate more than the rats in our mines, it's the Undead, ranking first, followed by Demons. And coincidentally, I see a combination of the two."

He paused, staring intently at Erin, and continued.

"The Lord of the High Mountain Kingdom requires an explanation."

Theresa's lips moved slightly, wanting to say something for her Lord but was stopped by Erin.

She took a step forward, looking at the Dwarf Lord as if facing a formidable enemy, and spoke in a hoarse, sincere voice.

"I also want to give you an explanation, but to be honest, I'm as confused as anyone. I don't understand why I became like this. After I awakened the legendary Strength, I lost consciousness... and when I came to, I was in a cave."

She swallowed hard, speaking with difficulty.

"I don't even know... if Rolandar is dead."

As she spoke these words, Erin involuntarily glanced at Colin behind Quentin, as if he were her only weakness.

Honestly, that desire to explain yet not knowing where to start was truly heart-wrenching.

She almost begged, hoping that whatever Quentin had noticed, he wouldn't discuss her current situation in front of her beloved.

At least find another place.

However, Dwarves don't understand what it means to show tender care, nor are they equipped with any sense of emotional intelligence... at least, such things aren't meant for the Human Clan.

Vampires are the sworn enemies of Dwarves.

Not just because they worship the evil Demon God, but because these bloodthirsty creatures even dared to mock that Dwarves have no necks to bite!

This is blatant slander!

Everyone knows Dwarves do have necks!

This slander is recorded on the first page of the "Book of Hatred," remembered by every Dwarf Lord in the High Mountain Kingdom!

The second page records those who laughed upon reading the first page.

"Is that so?"

Quentin chuckled, his eyes narrowing dangerously, mercilessly exposing the truth Erin desperately tried to hide.

"Do you think I would trust the words of a Vampire? You Vampire! My nose is sharp, you can't fool me!"

He saw through it immediately!

The air instantly fell silent.

Theresa stayed silent, while Erin closed her eyes in pain, hiding her sorrow beneath her lowered lashes and hood.

She was powerless to refute.

This was the truth.

Standing in "Colin's" position, perhaps Luo Yan should have acted more shocked, showing a certain degree of astonishment.

For example, gasping "Vampire?!"

But looking at that tearful yet desperately strong face, he couldn't bear to stick to the predetermined script, opting for improvisation instead.

He was, after all, only Human.