Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

While having those thoughts in mind, Simon entered the kitchen and decided to make some tea for himself.

The palace that he bought from the [Shop], was designed so that everything is replenished after use. From ingredients to beverages or even the material things such as the glass and plates when consumed or broken, is set to replenish itself by using the DP.

Preparing the tea leaves, he was just about to make some tea when…

"Umnn~ I must say the food you have prepared is quite good especially this fluffy and spongy thing". A voice that he had never heard before, a voice that shouldn't be present in his dungeon and more so on the main floor, came from the dining hall.

The voice was relaxed and had an added childishness to it. Turning towards the voice with eyes wide open, Simon finally saw who it was.

A girl who seemed to be a few years older than Cecilia, was currently sitting on the seat he was supposed to and eating the food he had prepared for himself.

Her figure was petite and delicate, just like a beautiful flower swaying with the wind. She had lustrous black hair tied into twin tails, wore a bright golden dress that reached up to her ankles and carried an object that looked like an umbrella by her side.

Her skin was pale white, beautiful face, cheerful eyes, cherry red lips and a small nose.

No matter how one looked at her, the girl appeared to be extremely beautiful and attractive. If Simon had to point, the only department she was lacking was her ches…

"Do you want to die?" Just when his thoughts reached there, a tone laced with bone-chilling cold and killing intent rang out.

Of course, the speaker of the voice was none other than the girl who was currently staring at him with a smile that didn't seem to be a smile. It appeared that his thoughts which had been said to be easy to read, had been read by the girl.

Ahem, forcing a cough, Simon cleared his mind of any unnecessary thought lest he got called something he was not.

'Wait a minute.. why am I getting lectured by a girl no less than fourteen years old? She is the one who intruded my dungeon… in the first place how did she enter the main floor?'.

Simon was so focused on her casual manner that it completely skipped his mind. The girl had appeared so close to him without even him noticing and not just anywhere, but on the main floor of his dungeon which was also the place where the dungeon core was located to say no less.

He suddenly felt his feet getting cold at the thought of how the woman accomplished to do something as incredible as intrude his dungeon and reach the main floor without anyone noticing.

The girl crossed her pearly and shapely white legs, and dangled a shoe around looking extremely pleased with the food as she finished one plate after another.

Turning towards Simon, she leaned her head on top of her hands and smiled "Oh~ are you making some tea? Excellent in that case I'll have some". <br/><script>ChapterMid();</script>

His brows twitching uncontrollably, Simon tried to keep his composure before asking in a serious tone "Who are you?".

Before he could get his answer from the girl, a freezing coldness descended onto the room before the space near him was torn apart and Irene's figure came out of it.

Everything happened in just a fraction of a second and before he could comprehend what had happened even with his [Thought Processing], Irene was already here.

What was the same was that the girl still had a calm and laid back attitude as she watched Irene make her appearance. Smiling brightly, the girl looked at the new entrant and Simon who was trying to make sense of the situation.

"Hehh~ interesting indeed. A Demon Viscount possessing such a powerful subordinate and sheltering so many Forest Spring Spirits. Colour me surprised, I did not expect to see all that when I decided to come here" the girl mumbled while one of her feet was still playing with the shoe.

Irene's phoenix eyes narrowed and a bone-chilling cold that could even freeze the space spread around the surrounding. 

Not paying her action any mind, the girl simply sat at her chair and commented "You do realise that if we make a move that demon there would die if he gets caught in between it right? Besides you are quite peculiar… why do I feel you are powerful yet weak at the same time?".

The girl asked observing Irene carefully.

Irene on the other hand narrowed her eyes but did not make any move.

While all this was happening, Simon was calmly assessing his situation. A girl that can potentially become an enemy any moment, had intruded his dungeon all the way to his main floor without the dungeon notifying him.

As absurd as it sounded, the reality was that the girl he had never seen before, was already here. To make matters even worse, she knew about the Forest Spring Spirits residing on one of the floors of his dungeon.

If she wanted to kill him or destroy his dungeon core, given the composure and strength she displayed up until now, it would be as easy as flipping a coin.

His most important priority here was to gather information from the girl who looked no more than fourteen years old. "Who are you and how did you arrive here?" Simon repeated.

"Hmm~ let's see... I haven't introduced myself, perhaps I can do that after a cup of tea" the intent behind her words were clear and that was she demanded a tea before the talk proceeded any further.

Cursing bitterly in his heart, Simon poured her the tea he brewed for himself.

SLURP… sipping on the tea, her eyes widened a little. "Thank you for the delicious meal, it was quite satisfying. Honestly, I didn't expect this level of culinary when coming here. Hehe, you have managed to surprise me in various ways" the girl smiled brightly looking very satisfied. 

"I'm feeling quite pleased and as a reward, I'll answer some of your questions. I'm Adalinda and as for how I arrived here, hmm it's quite simple I just made a spatial tear, broke through the space laws of this dungeon and arrived here. Ah, even though I may not look like it, but I'm quite delicate so do you mind quitting with that intense glare of yours".

Looking at the girl talking and acting coyly, Simon couldn't help his face twitching.

What did she just say? Speaking about tearing the space law of his dungeon as casually as if it was nothing but paper. Every dungeon is located inside a special space that has its own spatial laws and the higher the rank of the dungeon, the more powerful the spatial laws.

Even though his dungeon was a low ranked one, its space laws weren't something that can be easily breached.

This little girl knows not the time and place for acting like that. No one could blame him for not believing her words.

"Now that I have answered one of your questions, it makes sense that you answer one of mine right? So… my question is what the hell are you?" Adalinda asked focusing her gaze on Simon.

The moment her gaze landed on him, he suddenly felt the entire place crumbing and his body for some mysterious reason felt extremely heavy and sluggish. There were no abilities or power involved nor any suppression with aura, just the look from her eyes was enough to achieve that effect.

Simon felt extremely depressed, not only the girl not answer his question, but she started questioning of her own.

Even though he was reluctant, he dare to act out at this moment "I'm Simon, a Demon Viscount born from the ample mana of this world".

Hearing his answer, the smile on the girl's face deepened, she commented "Hehh~ just an ordinary Demon Viscount huh. Well, if that was the case then the Demon Viscount these days are quite something to have such a powerful subordinate and a group of Forest Spring Spirits under him no?".

Simon frowned at those words, was the girl here for the Forest Spring Spirits? If so then was she an enemy? Various thoughts churned inside his head as he tried to make sense of the objective of this little girl.

Seeing that Simon was making a difficult face, Adalinda displayed a crafty smile before probing further "So sir Demon Viscount how did you manage to achieve something like convincing the Forest Spring Sprits to reside in your dungeon?".

Her eyes refused to budge from his body and seemed to pierce through his soul.

"Enough with your silly questions… tell us why are you even here?" the bone-chilling cold around Irene intensified as she released her own subliminal pressure.

Instantly, the atmosphere around the room was divided into two half as both the parties kept each other at bay.

The staredown lasted for a while before Adalinda finally got up from her seat and silently approached Simon.

Simon who was well above two meters in height, had to look down at the girl who appeared just like a little kid less than fourteen years old.

She had a youthful face that might delude someone into thinking that but make no mistake, the aura that emitted out of her even while restrained, was monstrous to say no less.

This kind of absolute suppression, Simon only felt it from those peak ranked Demon Archdukes that were present during the Walpurgis.