2: Underneath A Thousand Skies

281 This Psychopathic Demon Is Psychic (33)

Hearing the question coming from Nova, the Great Demon King's eyes held a wintry chill. The corners of his lips curved up as he leaned languidly on the headboard of the bed.

"Why did I stab myself with the corrupted angel's sword...as expected, you're a quick one."

His words were bland, but Nova felt the back of his neck prickle. He quickly added, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I haven't told anyone."

This male god was indeed unreasonable. Aside from Song Jia, he didn't have a good face for anyone.

"No matter how quiet you are, a dead corpse is much less likely to talk."

Nova decided that more extreme measures were needed.

"I know about what type of men Her Majesty likes."

"..."

The Great Demon King fell silent. Alright, it seemed that this demon was more useful than he initially thought. He waved a hand, permitting him to leave.

"Go, don't ask me again."

Nova quickly left.

After he heard the sound of the door closing, the Great Demon King let out a sigh in fatigue. He was very tired. Most of his strength had been exhausted in battle, and after experiencing a severe wound, he only had a short rest before transferring some of his power to Jia. Even if he wanted to kill Wen Yu, he probably wouldn't have the energy to do that right now.

The Great Demon King felt that his current strength was still lacking. What if this happened again in the future? Being incapacitated like this wasn't good. If something terrible happened while he was still in this condition, he wasn't confident that he would be able to fully protect Jia.

In the future, he must cultivate even harder until he could hold a piece of sky for her without faltering.

The Great Demon King looked at his bandaged stomach.

In truth, he had understood Wen Yu's inner thoughts. The cat-demon probably thought he was using this as a pity-inducing scheme to get affection from Jia, and frankly speaking, it wasn't far from the truth.

As embarrassing as it was to admit, the Great Demon King could only confess that he had panicked.

When Jia came into the battlefield, he immediately sensed her presence and was about to teleport next to her. But when he noticed her horrified gaze at the violence surrounding her, the Great Demon King recalled that Jia had told him she hated senseless death and destruction.

He even promised her not to engage in a war with the angels. But when she abruptly disappeared, he lost his mind, and even called forth the whole army under his command.

The Great Demon King suddenly felt a flash of fear. If her horrified gaze landed on him...no, he definitely can't let that happen!

So the Great Demon King panicked, picked up the closest sword next to him, and with the wise proverb 'one can't get angry at an already injured man' echoing in his ears, he plunged the blade into his stomach in one quick stroke.

It was probably a stupid thing to do, but...en, let him become stupid then. As long as she wasn't angry at him.

"Jinhai?"

When Song Jia came and visited him again, she brought a tray filled with nourishing food. Because he was a sick patient, she generously volunteered to feed him.

The Great Demon King's eyes brightened, and like an obedient pup, he cleanly ate everything that she fed him, even the most bitter of medicines. Even if it was bitter, it still tasted sweet in his tongue.