Night fell, and the palace lights gradually illuminated.

Inside the princess's chambers, Lysandra, dressed in palace servant attire, bid the princess farewell with an elegant bow, leaving with steady steps, ending her day's work.

As a descendant of a poor noble family, in this royal capital of Nicalis, besides some not-so-close relatives, only the etiquette she learned from childhood could be considered the last evidence of her so-called noble bloodline.

"How should I make the princess happy tomorrow?"

Leaving the palace, she walked along the path, sighing. The stone path was lined with carefully trimmed shrubs and tall statues, almost obscuring her figure.

Fallen Qing Kaliyerra's task for her was only one thing: to keep the princess happy until she successfully married.

If this task was done well, she would surely be favored by Fallen Qing, not only would she be able to keep this well-paid court official job, but she could also continue doing it for a long time.

Correspondingly, if anything went wrong, she basically wouldn't be able to stay in the Demon King's city of Nicalis any longer.

The princess is actually very clever.

She could probably guess Fallen Qing's arrangements, so sometimes, even though the princess's heart was full of unease, she would act calm in order to consider Lysandra's safety.

This made Lysandra feel even more guilty.

In the night, the fragrance of flowers on the streets of the Demon King's city became more intense. She boarded a mana vehicle, and what followed was a long transfer.

She crossed an ancient and magnificent bridge, beneath which was an endless bay, sparkling with light.

The other end of the bridge was the avenue leading to Lis Island, with lush trees swaying in the wind on both sides of the road.

Lysandra didn't know how long it took, she only remembered yawning more than a dozen times, and after taking a ride along the coast of Lis Island, she finally walked from the path to the courtyard of a small house hidden in the woods.

The cottage was constructed of wood and stone, surrounded by dense trees and vines, giving it a sense of isolation.

But this isolation was the reason for the cheap rent.

The location where Lysandra rented was the strangest community in the Demon Realm's capital, Nicalis.

It was located on the slender and colorful island of Lis Island, directly east of Nica Island, where the royal palace was located.

In addition to many natural wonders, Lis Island also had a rare land shape. This place was twenty kilometers away from the city center, like a huge triangular cake, extending into the most pleasant sea - the large waters of Lis Island Bay.

And Lysandra's small house was located at the tip of that extended island, sandwiched between large mansions with annual rents that were unimaginably high for her.

Clearly, she could see the outline of the palace on the opposite side of the bay, but she had to get up early and work late every day, taking a vehicle around the bridge, to reach the Nica Island palace on the opposite side.

The closest building on the left, she could see every day when she came home - the shape of its main building resembled the Nicalis City Hall, with a new tower connected by a suspended corridor on the side, covered with green vines, and a lawn and garden of royal palace specifications.

That was the palace restaurant set up by that mysterious demon, and it seemed that the neighbor himself also lived on the top floor of the mansion.

Recently, there were more and more rumors about that neighbor, and Lysandra vaguely heard his name.

He should probably be a male demon.

Apart from his name, everything about him was a mystery, even his gender was guessed by the demons.

Lysandra opened the fence of the small courtyard. Compared with the neighbor, her house, although also a sea view property, was too inconspicuous, even shabby, so its existence was completely hidden by the neighbor, making it difficult for people to find that there were ordinary residents here, so the rent was also low to the extent that she could accept it.

However, when she first moved here, the neighbor was not as exaggerated and lively as it is now.

A few days ago, when she returned home at night, she almost thought her house was on fire.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Lysandra saw on one side of the bay, probably where her house was located - brightly lit, and after turning the corner, she realized that it was the palace restaurant next door that had been completely renovated at some point.

At first, the demons were just curious about what this magical palace was.

In just a day or two, its food and activities exploded and made the demons in Nicalis City intoxicated, becoming one of the hottest topics in the surrounding area these days.

If she sublet this house now, she might be able to earn several times the price difference and move to a better place to rent near the palace on Nica Island.

"It's not urgent, after all, I've been very busy with work recently."

She sighed and said.

Moving is a very tiring thing.

For the time being, she was living here quite comfortably.

Although the new neighbor was somewhat high-profile in some respects, he was careful to close before twelve o'clock at night and cleaned the surrounding environment very cleanly, Lysandra didn't feel that it had brought her any trouble.

On the contrary, it was something to be proud of, such as being able to be neighbors with such a wealthy family, giving her the feeling of returning to the glorious era of her ancestor, Duke Pukli, and making her feel more like a noble.

Just as Lysandra walked into her courtyard.

"Miss."

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded not far behind her in the darkness, startling her and causing her to turn her head sharply.

Lysandra was not good at fighting.

Although the security in this area was not bad, recently there were bound to be many prying eyes.

The great demons were also mindful of Fallen Qing and would not rashly contact or harm her.

Lysandra only saw a butler-like demon, with only his angular jaw and cold lips exposed in the shadows of the moonlight and lights.

"You are?"

After slightly confirming that the other party was not hostile, Lysandra still subconsciously tightened her handbag and asked, shrinking her neck.

Although the other party was wearing a dark blue retro striped butler's outfit, his temperament was more like that of a retired Demon Realm officer, not even an ordinary non-commissioned officer.

"I am Luca, the steward of the restaurant next door. Our master would like to invite you to his small gathering. He feels very ashamed that he hasn't had the opportunity to greet you, his neighbor, after you moved here for so many days."

Lieutenant Colonel Luca walked across the lawn, maintaining a slight distance, and politely handed Lysandra a letter.

"...Thank you."

Seeing the other party's very gentlemanly and serious attitude, Lysandra relaxed a little, walked up to take the letter, and opened it.

She saw that the handwriting on the thin page was very elegant, and the content was concise and clear.

As the butler said, the wealthy neighbor wanted to invite her to the palace restaurant for dinner, especially since the restaurant was currently holding an event, like an unprecedented party.

Signed - "Loki McCarthy."

"McCarthy?"

Lysandra finally confirmed the exact name of the neighbor next door from several versions of rumors.