44: Captured
If you asked Emily which demon she admired most, she would unhesitatingly say Leticia's name.
That was the Demon King, the most powerful mage of the demon race, and also the existence that ordinary demons like Emily most revered.
Emily was twenty years old this year, which only counted as an adult among the demon race. After coming of age, she had immediately joined the demon army and became a glorious demon warrior.
Well, glorious was quite glorious, but the results weren't very ideal.
Her mission was to be an ordinary foot soldier—training, standing guard, and such things. Very boring, and it left Emily puzzled.
She had joined the army to respond to Her Majesty the Empress's call to reforge the demon race's glory. Why was she doing these things now?
Moreover, everyone in the army didn't have that kind of vigor from the propaganda—it was as if everyone came to the army just for vacation.
When Emily told her captain about her confusion, the captain took a deep drag of his cigarette, his face full of melancholy.
"Little Ai, that's all in the past." The captain exhaled a smoke ring and threw his cigarette butt into a nearby trash can. "Counting the time, it's been seven or eight years since we fought a war."
Yes, seven or eight years. Since that failure, the Demon King had lost her initial sharpness and become lifeless.
After that day, the demon race had never engaged in any major warfare.
"Little Ai, if you really want to do something, you can try your luck with Princess's side. Recently, Princess's side is recruiting new soldiers—quite suitable for a hothead like you." In the end, the Captain pointed out a path for Emily.
Emily went, and then was dispatched to the human world as an intelligence agent.
Normally, she would disguise herself as an ordinary person to gather intelligence. Life was relaxed and pleasant, yet it gave Emily a feeling that she was actually doing something.
At least it was better than staying on the demon side doing nothing all day. Here, she was truly contributing her strength to the Demon King.
You say she was working for the Princess?
Please, the Princess and Her Majesty the Empress were biological sisters. Helping the Princess was helping Her Majesty the Empress, right?
However, today, Emily had crashed and burned.
Today was her first real combat mission. The Princess's instruction was to thoroughly search this place to see if there was a book called "Mythological Age Magic Studies."
This family wouldn't be home tonight. Emily had thought this would be an easy mission, but she didn't expect to encounter a major crisis just a short while after the mission began.
A black-haired girl came down from upstairs and nearly collided head-on with Emily.
If Emily hadn't reacted quickly and dodged to the side in time, she probably would have died before achieving success.
Ah, no, she wouldn't die. At worst, she'd just knock that girl unconscious.
However, Emily had a feeling that if she really made a move, the one who fell might not be that girl, but herself.
Fortunately, that girl hadn't discovered Emily. She just muttered something and passed by Emily.
The girl's perception was quite sharp indeed, making Emily break out in a cold sweat.
Then, Emily encountered the biggest crisis of her career.
"We ask, you answer. Do you understand?" The short white-clothed person crossed her arms and stood in front of Emily, who was tied up tightly in a chair.
Emily only remembered that she had just finished searching that family's kitchen, then she sensed an unfamiliar presence suddenly appearing behind her. She had just wanted to react when severe pain came from the back of her head. Her vision went black and she lost consciousness.
When she woke up, she was already tied to the chair. Not only was her body restrained, but her magical power was also sealed.
"Mmph mmph mmph!" Emily groaned angrily. It wasn't that she couldn't speak, but because her mouth was stuffed with a white towel.
"Um, her mouth is blocked." The black-clothed person, who was somewhat taller than the white-clothed person, noticed something wrong. She nudged the white-clothed person with her elbow and quietly reminded her.
The white-clothed person was stunned. "Of course I know, but looking at her like this, she obviously doesn't want to cooperate."
Let me speak! Emily was going crazy. Was this how you interrogated people?
The Princess had said that if she was captured, she must protect her life at all costs. It didn't matter if she revealed her mission.
"Mmph!"
"She seems to have something to say." The black-clothed person reminded again.
"Then you go remove the towel for her." The white-clothed person waved her hand, indicating for the black-clothed person to remove the thing from Emily's mouth.
The black-clothed person hurried forward and took the towel out of Emily's mouth.
"You two despicable villains, I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!" As soon as the towel was removed from her mouth, Emily started cursing.
Hmph, although the Princess had said that, how could Emily possibly betray the Princess?
"Hey, really won't shed tears until seeing the coffin." The white-clothed person immediately started rolling up her sleeves, apparently getting a bit angry.