The Magic of “Analysis” Sees Through Everything – Chapter 135

𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥

The party at the Azure Palace was just about to reach its peak.

Of course, Luke and Alma were at the center of it.

Among them, there were quite a few who were clearly demons.

“Alma-sama, your skin is so beautiful. What kind of cosmetics do you use? I’d love to know.”

“Uh, um. . . just a little soap.”

Alma returns an awkward smile to the blue-skinned demon who keeps praising her.

“So you’re Sir Narejji. Your reputation has reached the demon realm. They say you drove away the divine beast Behemoth. I’m impressed that a human like you could do such a thing. I’d love to hear your story.”

A dragon-man with metallic scales gleaming talks to him, unable to hide his interest.

The circle around the two showed no signs of breaking.

“I had heard rumors, but I didn’t expect there to be so many demons. I was surprised.”

Luke lets out a sigh of surprise.

There are demons in St. Arrogas, but he only remembers seeing a few.

However, about half of the hundred or so party guests gathered in this grand hall are demons.

This was the first time Luke had seen so many demons.

“Iannat is just a stone’s throw away from Berlanji. It’s a half-day’s journey by running dragon.”

The dragon-man – apparently named Reminda Naranda – nods convincingly.

Iannat is the capital of the Iam region and the city where the Azure Palace is located.

On the other hand, Berlanji is the capital of the demon realm, Berlanji territory, next to Iam.

“But I didn’t expect this. I heard today is a holiday in this area, including the demon realm. What kind of holiday is it?”

“I’m glad you asked!”

Reminda, looking pleased, opens his huge jaw and downs his glass of wine in one gulp.

“Today is the annual God Calming Festival, a day to honor the goddess who is said to have calmed the fearsome divine beast that terrorized this land.”

Reminda continues his story, blinking his nictitating membrane as he gets drunk.

“About 2000 years ago, it is said that two divine beasts fought in this land. The battle was fierce, piercing mountains and splitting seas, as the legend tells. The battle of the divine beasts lasted for three months, and those who lived in this land, whether they were demons or humans, were equally involved and lost their lives. Just when everyone was in despair and thought they were going to be wiped out, a goddess appeared!”

Reminda raises his hand in an exaggerated gesture.

“The goddess punished the divine beast and sealed it in just three days. Since then, this land has worshipped that goddess, and for these three days of this season, regardless of any disputes, both demons and humans celebrate together. That’s why we hold a party every year on a rotating basis. This year, Sir Omid is the host.”

“I didn’t know there was such a story.”

Luke looks around the venue with a sigh.

Alfred had said that there was tension between the demons, but looking at this party venue, it was hard to believe.

But if you look closely, you can see that the humans and demons are keeping each other in check.

Right now, at the edge of Luke’s field of vision, two nobles, one human and one demon, are having a lively conversation.

“Well, well, Sir Ogzi, you’re as dashing as ever. If you have this much composure, you should be able to pay off the debt you incurred in the magic stone trade soon.”

“What are you talking about, Sir Aldenolba? You’re keeping up with our human trends quite well. Five years ago, ladies and women were lining up for you.”

“. . .Ha ha ha ha ha.”

“. . .Uwahahahahaha.”

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“Even though I say I’m attending a party, I’m just a humble merchant. The quarrels of the nobility are nothing but a hindrance to business.”

Leminda grumbles while drinking alcohol.

“Ha, ha. . .”

Luke had no choice but to give a vague reply.

“Lady Alma, you are like a work of art created by the goddess of beauty. From the moment I saw you, my eyes have been captivated and won’t let go.”

When Alma turned around at the sound of her name, there was a demon with bull’s horns growing from his head, reaching out his hand.

“Oh, isn’t that Tinder, the most handsome man in Berlanji? He seems to be as dedicated to womanizing as ever.”

The demon named Tinder is approaching Alma while spouting nauseating lines.

He doesn’t care if Alma tries to pull away.

“Your jet-black hair and gypsum-like skin, what else can I call this but art? In front of you, even the elves would be ashamed and hide in the forest. Would you please honor me by allowing me to dance with you?”

He spins sweet words while reaching out to take Alma’s hand.

But his hand only grasps empty air.

Someone had pulled Alma’s hand away at the last moment.

“Sorry, I’ve already made a reservation with this person.”

The owner of the voice was Luke.

He gives a light bow and puts his hand on Alma’s waist, leading her out of the circle of people.

“Luke~, I’m glad you came. I didn’t know what to do.”

Alma turns a tearful yet flower-like smile towards Luke.

“Sorry, sorry, I got carried away with the conversation. But now that I’ve fulfilled my obligation to attend the party, I think it’s time to leave.”

“I agree! I’m tired. I guess I’m not cut out for this kind of place.”

“Me neither.”

As the two of them were about to head towards the exit, spinning around, the sound of breaking dishes echoed through the hall.

Immediately after, a voice filled with anger roared.

“I told you to stop it!”

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