The Magic of “Analysis” Sees Through Everything – Chapter 136

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

When the two surprised people looked, they saw two figures in the center of the circle of people standing at a distance.

A human girl with black hair and brown skin was shouting angrily.

She had distinctive tattoos on her cheeks and shoulders and was dressed in a simple dress.

“You’re so persistent! Didn’t they teach you to back off in the demon realm?”

The one confronting the girl was a demon with red skin and goat horns.

His suit, which was stuffed into his potbelly, was lavishly decorated with gold and silver threads, indicating that he was a very influential person.

The demon, unfazed by the girl’s fury, was stroking his mustache and wearing a smirk as if he was laughing at her.

“You’re always a strong-willed girl. That’s what turns me on.”

He lifted the girl’s chin with his finger, wearing a lewd smile.

“Don’t touch me! You’re disgusting!”

The girl forcefully brushed his hand away.


The demon suddenly slapped the girl.

His eyes were dyed red with anger, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, creating a pattern like the skin of a melon.

“How dare a dirty island girl like you disrespect me, Dandale Dandora!”

The girl, whose cheek was slapped, was still glaring at the demon who called himself Dandale with angry eyes.

That seemed to add fuel to Dandale’s anger.

“You country bumpkin! Look, Kiel, you should be aware that we are the ones keeping you alive! If we didn’t help you, you would have been fish food long ago! You should be aware of that!”

He openly hurled insults at the girl.

But the girl, called Kiel, showed no signs of backing down.

On the contrary, she began to fiercely counterattack Dandale.

“Don’t mess with me! Who do you think you are, taking care of us? It’s you greedy merchants who are living off us! Even that suit you’re wearing, you bought it with the magic stones from our island, didn’t you!”

“You. . .”

“And I don’t care if you’re a noble or whatever! To me, you’re just a business partner! I’ll sell you as many magic stones as you want, but if you think you can do anything to me, you’re delusional! I wouldn’t even take 100 gold coins from you!”

At Kiel’s outburst, small laughter could be heard here and there.

Voices mocking Dandale began to spread among the people in low voices.

“Hehe, even if he’s a noble demon, that’s all he can do.”

“If I were him, I’d die of embarrassment after being told that much by a country girl.”

“It’s a shame for Lord Dandale. He’s a disgrace to the demon realm nobility.”

Dandale’s anger reached its peak, and he looked like he was about to steam from his head.

“You. . .”

He raised his hand, which had grown claws like a bird of prey, towards Kiel.

Kiel braced herself, but there was no way she could defend against the difference in size between an adult and a child.

Everyone was prepared to see Kiel being knocked away, but Dandale’s hand was stopped just before it was swung down by someone.

“Why don’t we stop there?”

The one who stopped him was Luke.

“I heard that today is a holiday to celebrate the goddess who saved this region. Wouldn’t it be better for everyone to enjoy it without fighting?”

“Shut up!”

Dandale glared at Luke with excited eyes and roughly shook him off.

“What are you! A brat who doesn’t know the situation is. . .”

However, his words gradually lost their momentum as he took a closer look at Luke.



“No, no way. . . Are you. . . from the Kingdom of Arrogas?”

“Indeed, that’s correct. I am Narejji Count Luke Surberry. Pleased to meet you.”

Luke bowed deeply.

Sweat was visible on Dandale’s face as he looked at him.

“Well, well. . . Normally, this would be unforgivable, but since you’re a noble from the Arrogas Kingdom, I suppose I can’t ignore your request.”

Dandale puffed out his chest and glared at Kiel, trying to sound as tough as possible.

“Hey, girl, I’ll let you off the hook this time for his sake. But don’t you dare disrespect me again. Got it!”

Kiel was silent, glaring at Dandale.

It seemed she had decided it wouldn’t be right to cause a scene here.

Seeing Kiel like this seemed to ease Dandale’s tension a bit, and he turned back to Luke.

“My name is Dandale Dandora, a minor noble of the Berlanji territory. I hope you won’t forget that I backed down this time for your sake.”

“Thank you.”

Luke bowed his head.

It seemed like the commotion was finally settling down.

Just as he was starting to relax, the sound of heavy footsteps approached.

“Sir Dandora, you again!”

The person who raised his voice loud enough to echo through the grand hall was the host of the party, Omid Wilkinson himself.

He pushed through the crowd to stand in front of Dandale, puffing out his chest and glaring at him.

“Enough is enough with you causing a scene at my party! It’s a nuisance to everyone! Leave immediately!”

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