I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

“Hello ~”

Inside the reception area, a young woman in uniform, but with a curvaceous figure, was smiling and looking up, staring at Li Yue.

In front of the young woman was a desk with a computer, promotional materials, and something that looked like a card reader.

“Devil's Ball, three people,” Li Yue said to the receptionist, seemingly unaware of any impropriety.

“Okay, do you have any coupons? Or other credentials?” The receptionist smiled sweetly, so sweetly that Li Yue couldn't help but smile too.

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“Invitation, is it useful?” Li Yue shook the black envelope in his hand and handed it to the receptionist.

“Okay~ Please wait a moment.” The receptionist's voice was also very sweet, as she took the envelope and started searching on the computer.

Bored, Li Yue looked around, seeing the wide lobby, luxurious and bright lights, and lush potted plants standing at the edge of the elevator.

Hmm… basically, it looks like a hotel.

“Fake…” The shadow of the large potted plant suddenly moved, writing a line of words.

Tang Ji had a point, and Egghead pointed to the clothes rack.

Finally, after Li Yue made a loud sound, the receptionist took the white envelope, divided it into eight parts, and handed them back to Wu Fenghui, Van Helsing, and the young woman Kede respectively, calling out sweetly to the empty corridor.

Wu Fen of course knew that I was a tailor, but I just wondered what its main body was—whether it was a human, a nightmare demon, or something new I had never seen before.

Obviously, the Devil's Ball fully considered the needs of the guests—whether to dress up as humans or demons, it was up to them, and they could wear whatever they wanted.

“Please sit down.” The tape measure in the tailor's hand extended, instantly measuring the figures of the eight heroes, and then pulled out two rows of clothing from the cabinet next to the dressing mirror, allowing them to choose.

The reflection under the floor tiles was not the small lamps on the top wall, but simple crystal lamps, with intricate iron flowers carved on the eight-layer lamp holders, illuminating the velvet that only existed on the floor.

Immediately afterwards, a man with a white face and heavy makeup rushed into Wu Fen's arms coldly.

“The Hall of Pleasure values your privacy and your pleasure very much.” As she spoke, the receptionist recorded the information, rested her face on her hands crossed, and quietly looked at Li Yue.

【Analysis completed, Demon Illustrated Book entry 234—Demon Tailor】

Tang Ji looked back at Egghead and Yingying—the two weirdos were still there, also curiously looking at the floor tiles of the room.

The receptionist put the invitation letter on Li Yue's desk, wrote some data from it into the computer, and responded to Wu Fen.

Looking up again, the hall was no longer narrow, and the top lights gradually overlapped with the crystal lights reflected on the ground…

“Then… see you later, my dear guests.” The man opened his folding fan, blew a kiss, and cheerfully closed the door.

“Obviously, my dear guests, they need help~” The man pointed to the eight heroes' outfits with his folding fan, “They need a head-to-toe makeover to better enjoy the pleasure here~”

With a greeting, the scene suddenly changed, from a minimalist hotel lobby to a magnificent corridor, with a maid in a dress standing at each intersection, tilting their hips and raising their chins, smiling at Tang Ji.

The maids silently opened the door and gently led Tang Ji and the others in.

The man led the eight heroes to a door and nodded to the maid at the door.

Next to the dressing mirror, a tailor holding a tape measure bowed and invited the eight people inside.

I am a nightmare demon.

“Eight heroes~”

For some reason, Li Yue began to feel a little scared.

Different shapes, of course, have different ways to play.

“Who do I look like to you?” Van Helsing took a few worms from the clothes rack and inserted them into Little Sister Kede's thin face as a beard, probably missing the demon king mentor Mentuo a bit.

When Wu Fen realized that this was a dream, the hotel seemed to begin to undergo some changes.

There are even brain-eating worms and twilight earthworm skins?!

The outfits of the eight heroes were almost the same as beggars.

【Analyzing… 42%…】

The tailor nodded, indicating understanding.

There were no kind reminders.

Without any prompts, Hannibal, Van Helsing, and Little Sister Kede stepped into the room, first seeing the dazzling array of dresses on the wall, as well as various fabrics, and a huge dressing mirror embedded in the wall on the left, reflecting the figures of the eight heroes.

“Is this your first time here?” The smile in the man's eyes grew stronger, constantly patting Hannibal's muscles, like a siren seeing new prey.

The other clothes rack pulled out of the closet was full of demon skins.

Your pleasure? Isn't your pleasure staying in a hotel?

Huh? Back again?

Checking the Demon Illustrated Book, Li Yue did not see any records related to malice, and then refocused his gaze on the face of the receptionist, finding that her pretty face was consistent with the stick figure on the invitation letter.

“Sorry, I don’t know~ This is your dream, we will definitely not interfere.”

【Analyzing… 29%…】

Egghead and Yingying.

The clothing of the Chaos Continent is all available, and there are even papal robes of the Holy See.

The strength is very low, and it can be included very quickly.

Solemn military uniforms, elegant suits, fitted hunter outfits, long coats of Snow Country nobles, gauze clothes of Sand Country… Lace, fine yarn, frilled men's cake skirts…

“Where is this?” Wu Fen leaned against the front desk, his calloused fingers tapping on the surface.

After all, as a doctor, Tang Ji had painstakingly thought about my dress.

“I want that set.”

Brain spirits, various weirdos, dwarves, armor…

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“A head-to-toe makeover?” Although Tang Ji tried hard to create a thorough tough guy image, it was clear that entering the Hall of Pleasure could only expose the fact that I had no experience.

“Good evening!” Van Helsing was very rude, showing his teeth to the man.

“Hmm… Is it that obvious?” Wu Fen responded, with a hint of restraint.

Li Yue suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

The man's waist was extremely tight, and the upper and lower parts were completely disproportionate, and Tang Ji was also surprised that you drilled into my arms, very soft, but Hannibal's arm movement was almost completely unaffected.

In a trance, Tang Ji almost thought that I had come to the wardrobe of a jackal trickster.

The analysis progress stayed at 55%, but Wu Fen knew that the man would come back, so I saved it first and turned to analyze the one next to the mirror.

Tang Ji looked down at the tattered hunter outfit worn by Hannibal, and the scrap iron worn by Little Sister Kede… and found that among the three people, only Van Helsing's clothes were still considered neat.

Li Yue turned his head and saw Hannibal's square face and Tang Ji Kede's thin face, feeling a little more at ease.

No, am I not a shadow demon… No, am I not a brain spirit?

But those were obviously not enough in the man's eyes.

“Oh, this is in your dream~” The receptionist smiled sweetly again, tilting her head, “What did you see?”

“Di!”

【Analyzing… 17%…】

“Oh, my dear guests, good evening~” The man waved a gorgeous small fan, covering his face and giggling.

Eye demons, red-skinned demons, red robes…

Probably a specialty of the Hall of Pleasure.

Immediately afterwards, a slender palm pressed on Li Yue's shoulder.

“Please make a satisfactory outfit for our eight gentlemen~” The man stood by the half-open door and instructed the tailor next to the mirror, “Perhaps more majestic? Or neat, or rugged?”

“Of course.” The man chuckled, “From head to toe, to the toe crevices.”

Obviously, the man was not a nightmare demon, but his strength was comparable to a high-level demon.

That's right, I am a demon, and we are attending a demon ball.

You swept over Hannibal, Van Helsing, and Wu Fen Kede in turn, smiling and saying to the tailor: “Be sure to let your guests show off our charm~”

Can be up and down at will.