Im Not A Demon Lord's

Chapter 26's

Ling PingAn stood at the side of the room looking with interest at the rebellious girl from the Old Kingdom family.

Looking at his excited-looking expression, Ling PingAn knew that today's business was most likely done.

However, he was in no hurry. He waited very patiently.

He knew that children raised in the Old Kingdom family needed great courage and determination to take the decision to go against the authority of their parents and express themselves without fear.

The power of tradition is strong.

However, Ling PingAn was firmly convinced that the youngsters who had awakened were extremely reluctant to be controlled, regulated, and manipulated.

Their desire for freedom and their need to be able to choose their own life would allow them to break through all the obstacles.

Just like the women's liberation movement 200 years ago.

The women who woke up bravely stood up and said no to the old traditions.

After saying no, the women's liberation movement began dramatically.

After decades of struggle and attempts to denounce the women, the emperor of the Federal Empire finally issued a decree and ordered the Federal Government to enact the Protection of the Rights of Women and Children Act.

Since then, women have been legally convinced of the freedom of marriage and the independence of personality.

Today is the age of the internet.

How long has the conservative Old Kingdom remained stubborn?

Sure enough, after a series of struggles and doubts, Ling PingAn saw the customer in front of him finally make up his mind.

He raised his head boldly, earnestly looked at Ling PingAn, and said, “I really like this book…

“But…

He lowered his head, took out two boxes wrapped in some kind of material, and lifted them in front of Ling PingAn. “I'm so sorry!

“I don't have as much money as you want…

“Can I use these two items to make up for it?

“Are you willing, Your Highness?”

After finishing his stuttering statement, he looked extremely embarrassed, and he lowered his head.

As Ling PingAn looked at him, he could not help but sigh once more.

“Truely too, it has already reached the point where its resources have been cut off, huh?” He thought about the plot of the story he saw on television.

And, of course, Ling PingAn took the two parcels from him without hesitation.

It's not because he's greedy.

It was because Ling PingAn knew the importance of self-esteem in such a young girl.

Therefore, in order to preserve his dignity and protect his need for self-esteem, he accepted it.

However, he still asked, “What is it about?”

If it was something too expensive, he would reject it.

After all, caring for and respecting a woman is normal behavior for a real man.

However, taking advantage of his own position, or using cheap and despicable means to rob others of wealth when they feel shame, is a small act, and, moreover, a small one, it risks getting someone into trouble with the law.

…

Whatisthis? The voice of the strange person was still soft and gentle.

It was just that when Han Li listened to him, he had goosebumps all over his body.

He had no choice but to answer in a trembling voice, “Persik grown at home and a few packs of tea leaves grown at home ..”

After speaking, he became nervous.

He was afraid that this monstrous and powerful freak would feel that the items he was carrying were too impolite.

And therefore no longer willing to sell the book to him.

After all, Han Li had no idea at all about what he had just offered Ling PingAn.

The flat peach on top of Mount Tai that it carries is considered the most valuable on Earth.

But, in the eyes of this terrifying bookstore owner, he was afraid that they might lose out to a grain of dust in his shop.

And Cerulean Spirit Tea was a product that could be produced in Donglin City itself.

…

“Persic and tea leaves grown at home?” Hearing his reply, Ling PingAn felt a heavy burden lift from his mind.

Because it is a home product…

Later then…

In other words, it would not be considered a big deal that he had drunk the tea his customers left in his place without the permission that he could drink it.

Therefore, he received his box with a calm mind.

“Then I will do this..,” Ling PingAn thinks for a moment and says, “you can have this book.”

“Oh yes.” He walked back to the counter and took out the knife the young girl had left behind from the drawer last time.

“Item must mean a lot to you…

“And since I am useless to it .. I guess I will return it to you.”

As he spoke, he held out a knife to her.

It's true!

Regarding this knife, just from the workmanship alone, one must know that it must have been specially made at a very hefty price.

The last time he was here, he left it to pay for his book, but would come back and make up for it.

Today, he did not bring any money to make up for it.

The tea he brought was delicious.

Especially in terms of refreshing the mind, it was truly the best of all the drinks Ling PingAn had ever had.

Moreover, Ling PingAn felt that he would not use this blade even if he kept it.

Even as an ornament, she had nowhere to display it.

Therefore, returning it to its owner is the most reasonable option.

…

Han Li looked at the Spirit Sword that the freak was holding in front of him.

He took a deep breath.

Because of the Spirit Blade he had promised this mysterious bookstore owner a few days ago, at this moment, had changed his appearance.

Spirit Blade was originally created by throwing various exotic metals found in monster nests after the Great Apocalypse.

It was a combat weapon for demon hunters and a conductor most suited to conducting Spirit Power Explosions.

But the point is still metal.

It can be lost, corrode, and broken.

The United Nations Security Council has determined that any demon hunter can apply for the replacement of the Sword of the Spirit every year.

Before he left it in the bookstore, Han Li's Spirit Sword had been with him for over six months and had gone through a dozen fierce demon hunting battles.

Signs of wear are visible.

Now, however, this Sword Spirit was just as new.

Moreover, Han Li could feel it becoming stronger and sharper.

It seemed very likely that just by holding it, one could pierce through the hard shell and monster skin without using Spirit Power.

“I ...” Han Li's breathing quickened as he stared at the strange man in front of him with gratitude. The fire in his eyes seemed to slowly dim.

Han Li swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue that he would reject his offer.

He knew that if he dared to reject the other party's good intentions …

Might as well…

What would be waiting for him next might not be the gentle and friendly owner of the bookstore.

It's very likely that it's possible…

Diablo is brutal, cruel, and spooky!

Therefore, he bowed deeply, “Thank you very much.

“I really don't know how I can repay your kindness.”

“I don't need your gratitude,” said the freak. “You become stronger as quickly as possible will be the biggest reply you can give me!”

Han Li immediately understood.

He understood that the owner of this terrifying and strange bookstore was focusing on his future, not the present.

Perhaps, one day, she would ask him to repay the kindness he had shown her during their interaction.

“I understand.” Han Li bowed once more. “I will become stronger as soon as possible.”

He suspected that the owner of this bookstore might harbor hatred towards the monstrous world called the Abyss.

He used her to get revenge.

To Han Li, he was happy to be such a pawn.

Because at least the existence of the pawn is still valuable.

The most terrifying thing about this gloomy world was that one could not even become a pawn.

This kind of world was destined to go down a path of miserable destruction.

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