"No, no..."
The white-haired girl blushed and shook her head.
Her heart had fallen for the Demon King.
Harlan remained silent for a moment and slowly drew the long sword from her waist.
"How about this, Lina—bring the Demon King here, and we'll set a trap for him together. An inside-outside attack to kill him."
The white-haired girl quickly waved her hands. Harlan, don't say such things; the Demon King is eavesdropping! Though Shami isn't a petty person, they're still enemies from opposing camps.
"No, that won't work..."
Harlan was silent for a moment; she also thought that the idea was a bit far-fetched, and it was too presumptuous for two people to try and kill the Demon King.
"Then how about this. Tell me the room number the Demon King will be in at the Succubus Tea House."
"Shami... the Demon King doesn't go to such places..."
"Eh?"
Harlan was stunned, old notions being challenged.
