The Elf Journey In The Western Fantasy World-Chapter 118: The Social Death of the Demon King

Illiya didn’t dare speak at this point, afraid of getting involved.

While Sebastian was still emphasizing the importance of their plan, Illiya’s expression suddenly stiffened. In the distance, a figure caught his eye.

Short black hair brushing his shoulders, small horns on his head, wearing a pure black robe embroidered with gold trim.

That appearance...

That hairstyle...

That way of walking...

Good grief, that really looked like the Demon King himself.

Demon King Anos was getting closer to them, while Sebastian kept lecturing his irresponsible subordinate, repeating the word "plan" every few sentences.

Illiya thought this wouldn’t do—the plan wasn’t even underway yet and it was already over.

He quickly cleared his throat twice and interrupted the rambling white-haired butler.

"What are you talking about? Don’t tell us the entire upcoming process already—we need to keep some mystery! No spoilers, no spoilers!"

He really tried hard, but he wasn’t sure if Sebastian got the hint.

Whether Sebastian caught the meaning, Illiya didn’t know—but he was sure that Demon King Anos definitely heard that comment.

Illiya stared without blinking at the Demon King standing behind Sebastian, his face calm and composed as if nothing could shake him.

But in reality?

Illiya was about to be scared to death, honestly.

One moment, the distance between them was still more than ten meters. The next moment, the Demon King was already standing right in front of him. Who wouldn’t be stunned in such a situation?

Anos smiled slightly at the golden-haired elf whose mind was already going crazy. He blinked at him, signaling him not to speak now.

What else could the explicitly warned elf do? Of course, he chose to lie low, immediately closing his mouth and pretending to be mute.

After all, the one who was going to be screwed over next wasn’t him, but Sebastian—who had just set the trap. Because of that alone, even if he died today, Illiya wouldn’t utter a single word!

Moreover, Illiya had already done his best to be conscientious and even kindly reminded the white-haired butler that what came next was no longer in his control. Whether Sebastian’s plan would be exposed or whether they could smoothly fool the Demon King Anos now depended on whether there was some tacit understanding between the elves and the demons.

Sebastian had already been alert when the golden-haired elf said such a baffling sentence.

Something was wrong—why would an elf so kindly warn him about what was coming next?

No way, it was already good enough if the elf didn’t try to betray him again.

The only conclusion was that something unexpected had happened, forcing Illiya to say this nonsensical statement.

And to emphasize the word "plan" so heavily.

Then the truth could only be one thing!

Their plan could be casually revealed to anyone—but the only person who must never be told was their most revered Demon King!

Therefore, Illiya’s strange (strike that) out-of-character words must mean the Demon King had arrived.

Ah, truly worthy of being the Demon King.

Sebastian sighed silently in his heart, although he wasn’t quite sure what exactly he was sighing about.

Guessing the Demon King might be standing behind him, Sebastian straightened his back even more, adjusting his posture to the perfect calm and dignified stance.

Now was the time to show his acting skills. Even knowing the King stood behind him, he had to keep following Illiya’s words and absolutely not let the Demon King sense any hint of awkwardness.

"Illiya, what you said just now isn’t right. How could there be any loss of mystery just because the place we’re heading to was revealed ahead of time?"

"Besides, it’s your first time in the Demon Realm, but this Demon Realm now is very different from the one you remember. It can even overturn all your preconceived impressions about the Demon Realm."

"The Demon Realm now is not the same as before! Under the leadership of the Demon King, it will only get better and better!"

"The Demon King is the most precious treasure of the Demon Realm!"

"His Majesty is the strongest!"

...

No one knew how others felt after hearing Sebastian’s increasingly passionate speech, but Illiya’s expression became somewhat complicated.

He only knew how fanatical demons were about their king, but what surprised him was that this thick-browed, white-haired demon could just blurt out so many toe-curlingly flattering praises.

Demon kind, don’t your toes feel tired from curling so much?

It totally overturned Illiya’s worldview.

Not to mention Illiya as a bystander, even Anos, the Demon King himself, almost turned and left this suffocating place.

His current state was that he wanted to flee the Demon Realm and never come back, completely unable to remember what he had originally wanted to find out.

Help, help! Just listen to this kind of thing sometimes, but why now is it happening in front of his new friend?

Waaahhh, really socially dead.

Don’t ask, just know that having never experienced such a huge scene, he really didn’t know how to respond or how to face his friend.

His heart was already dead inside; please don’t mention it, thanks.

Sebastian had originally just wanted to get through this crisis smoothly, but unexpectedly, the more he spoke, the more he felt he was right.

The current Demon King was truly the best!

No matter how beautifully one might speak, no words could describe the King’s greatness. The praise that came out was just dry words like "His Majesty is great" and "His Majesty is the most precious."

It was really hard.

"...Anyway, His Majesty is the best King in the whole world!"

Anos thought it would end there, and he could finally end his social death, but unexpectedly, the loyal butler paused slightly, clearly not satisfied, and prepared to continue the praise session.

Anos: !!!!!!!

Please shut up already!

To prevent things from becoming irreversible, Anos quickly interrupted Sebastian’s words, "Alright, alright, some things are better left unsaid." He almost blurted out, "You better just shut up."