Quick Transmigration: Goddess Of My Imagination

The demonic red eyes stared at the innocent purplish-blue eyes. Elysia looked back at Dylan without knowing what had happened. However, if she was stared at like that continuously, she would blush awkwardly.

"Wh, what? Here's a drink for you, the fancy one..." Elysia couldn't stand that. She broke the glaring contest show.

In spite of that, Dylan stretched out his hand as if he was going to receive the Lord Wine. Shockingly, he did not intend to catch the bottle but Elysia's hand.

"Umm, why are you holding my hand?" Elysia was even more confused about what this Devil Emperor had in mind.

Even though she said that... She also prepared several things to ward off whatever might happen. Indeed, she didn't want to receive something like a choke attack that night. Elena was also ready to give her divine punishment if this Devil Emperor dared to bully her sweet little sister.

"You have known our identities since the first time we met. You are a human on the same level as the Emperor, the female Human Emperor I first met. However, why have I never seen the strange prejudice against the Devil Race from your eyes? You seem to be unconcerned and take us for granted." Dylan took a good look at the human girl in front of him.

He seemed to be examining her from the outside and inside with his magic-powered eyes. Upon careful observation, this human girl did look like an ordinary girl who was still at the beginning of the Apprentice level...

'Oh! This impudent and abusive Devil Emperor finally knows a little politeness in speaking. At least he was a little more polite. Five percent more polite than before.' Elena was a little amazed at this Devil Emperor's choice of words.

'No, he held my hand tight. He won't let go of my hand until I give him an answer. Where is the reference for meeting the five percent value? ' Elysia smiled wryly in her mind.

'I don't know, it's just a metaphor, my dear Ely. Give this Devil Emperor a little insight, and maybe he will answer your questions about their activities in your artificial lake hehe...' Elena shrugged her shoulders a little.

'En.' Elysia wasted no effort and just agreed to it. She quickly composed a few words in her mind to convey to this rude devil.

"Uhm, well... I don't know what happened that makes you ask this one again, but can't I ask you the same question? Why did you let my presence, a human around you and your daughter? I will judge it with my eyes and respond to it as I see fit. I'm sure I said things like this that night. My only goal is to know that you don't incite anything untoward on this continent. You already know why..." Elysia didn't need to answer with many things, and that seemed acceptable to Dylan. He let go of her hand and took the bottle of Lord Wine.

A simple name for a wine, although a little doubtful about the taste, at least he would try it. This underground club was one of his subordinate and intel headquarters. There was no lowly liquor that could come complete with a brand.

Dylan opened the bottle with a casual flick, then took a small sip to get a taste of it. The Lord Wine was judged by the tongue of his sovereignty, and after it was deemed worthy of being called a wine, he took another few sips. Obviously, he didn't forget to check for harmful substances like poison in the wine before drinking it.

After that, Elysia sat beside Sylvia to participate in this rather unusual little party... The Devil Princess summoned her father to come there in an absurd way.

As for Dylan, he could only chew what his daughter gave him. He had already arrived and had little choice but to helplessly participate in this small dinner party...

While enjoying some fresh snacks, Sylvia shared her stories at the guild in Larnwick City to Elysia.

In that branch guild, there was indeed a bit of trouble from an upper staff embezzling funds. Besides that, the slow delivery of information was also due to the guilty haphazard performance. Many things were neglected and ended up buried in a pile of dust.

Nevertheless, some people who were involved indirectly or not immediately received the punishment. While the guilty would be severely punished by martial law. Maybe an execution or whatever, but Sylvia knew nothing more.

She and her father had left the city after receiving the promised money from the beast carcasses' sale. The commotion had died down, and the fun had faded. There was nothing else interesting for the Devil Princess to remain in that city.

"Ais, this is the money you used to buy our drinks. I should have paid for it, do you remember? I'm a chamberlain. Oh no, I'm the financier for our party." Sylvia took out three gold coins and gave them to Elysia. Their current party finances only had gold coins... Just a lot of gold, no silver or bronze yet.

"It's okay, Lys. We'll use it for our party needs next time. Let's just say we are joint ventures for this little party..." Elysia declined politely and kindly. She didn't mind that since Sylvia bought these snacks with personal money, not their party budget.

"Ah, okay... Currently, we have a budget of 308 gold coins. Ais, look, I've made the financial records for our party!" Sylvia could only nod as her hand pushed softly by her friend. She put the three gold coins back into the coin pouch, then she took out a notebook.

"Oh my... you are an exemplary financial manager in our party. Please record every detail of our income and expenses that use the party budget. If we are diligent and thorough in budget management, we can become a successful and rich guild party, hehe..." Elysia gave a little compliment to the enthusiastic girl.

"Yes! More than that, this is just our first quest. We have a bright future and a great start. Yay~" Sylvia put the pouch and notebook on the bed, then played light clapping together with her friend.

Even though she was a Devil Princess who never suffered from a lack of money, she felt happy when earning her own income. It was a rare experience for her.

This time, it wasn't from selling her father's belongings, but a pure paid business called a quest from the adventurer's guild... Money earned through sweat and effort, it was sweet and great.

Meanwhile, Dylan only watched two jubilant girls who ignored his existence... He was neglected since his daughter, and her human friend began to enter the storytelling point and chat about various things.

After finishing off that bottle of Lord WIne, Dylan looked for an opportunity to interrupt the two girls. He needed to say something about postponing their adventures in favor of personal research.

"Sylvia, my daughter, I have something to discuss with you." As the two girls paused for a moment between conversations, Dylan immediately spoke out.

"Uhm? Yes, father, is there anything I can do for you?" Sylvia turned her head. She thought her father wanted something, but the snacks were running out.

After saying that, Sylvia gulped her saliva because her father looked serious in staring at her. It was definitely something severe and undeniable to come.

"Yes, something happened, and it shouldn't be postponed. I want us to postpone our adventure for a while until it's over." Dylan nodded once. He didn't need to beat around the bush and just conveyed his intentions.

"Wha, what!? How can you be like that, father? After you promised me for our adventure together? Do you want to break your promise? Is it because of all re--" Sylvia was shocked and promptly threw a series of protest plus questions.

She didn't expect that all of the relics and treasures would make her return to the Devil Continent. Should her adventure be postponed just because of that?

Unfortunately, Dylan did not let his daughter shoot him with too many counts of objectionable protest questions. He stretched out his hand and immediately silenced his daughter, who kept on voicing her protest without missing a beat.

"Okay, please stop there. I decided on this, but not without reason. Some things cannot be postponed any longer. It will not be long, maybe about one, two, or three months. In exchange, I will grant your request when the matter is resolved." Dylan immediately gave the details before his daughter could spill anything unnecessary.

Hearing that, Sylvia nodded slowly. She no longer voiced her protests even after her father no longer silenced her mouth. That sounds a bit absurd, but actually, she was interested in her father's offer.

Her father would fulfill one wish as long as it was within his capabilities and did not violate his rules. Sylvia was tempted, and she wanted it!

"One month, that's one month. I heard it's one month. Okay, fine, and we agreed. The promise has been made, and you can't break it, father, hehe..." Sylvia giggled with pleasure. She did not forget to repeat a few things, and she also emphasized them.

She didn't have a lot of things she wanted back then other than a few things. However, this time she already had something in mind that she thought she could ask her father as her wish.

The postponed adventure for a month was not long, and the compensation or consolation wasn't terrible. The Devil Princess would be foolish not to give an answer other than approval.