I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

"Um… weren't you going to do a divination? Why won't you let me speak?" Vanna gasped, tilting her head to look at Jesse.

The two were almost face to face, only able to see each other out of the corner of their eyes, even sensing each other's breath.

"Why do I hate diviners?"

"Because every charlatan will tell Kingston that he can become king, or that he will encounter great danger… requiring some kind of ritual to resolve it," Jesse said, moving back slightly and holding Vanna's face.

"Hate? I think you like it very much," Vanna said, flicking her tongue.

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"The process is indeed good; your divination makes me very happy," Jesse said, pinching Vanna's tongue. "But I don't need to know the future of the Kingston family; I only need to know two things."

"Sorry, it's a habit. When I meet a lost lamb, I always subconsciously peek into her future…" Vanna licked Jesse's finger apologetically. "I hope this won't affect our relationship."

"What relationship do we have?" Jesse teased Vanna.

Vanna's hand also rested on Jesse's shoulder.

"Okay, no more fooling around. The first thing I need to divine is… I need to predict someone… oh no, a demon," Jesse said, sitting cross-legged in front of Vanna, his expression somewhat serious.

"Tap… tap…"

"They want to believe in the Flow Curse, but they want the Fire Valley Prophet first," Vanna opened her eyes, smiling. Her whole body was hot, even drying the bedsheets.

"Shut up." Jesse had no self-control and was trying to gather any information related to the new king.

"Kiss you," Vanna wrapped herself around him. "You still want to taste, taste even less."

"You can't divine that question; you need to taste me… to know," Vanna shook her head.

"You feel a mysterious force, attracting more people, demons, and even gods… turning their gazes here," Vanna closed her eyes again.

"Let him stay for now; I will catch this Shadow Demon." Jesse felt that with Vanna present, it would help him understand the demon better, and he could also enjoy Vanna's divination process.

"Cleftgold Mountain?"

The good omens coming from the Flow Curse are really all the same.

"That's a secret, just like the divination that happened between you and me," Vanna didn't answer, but it was equivalent to an answer.

"You are strong…" Vanna said something innocuous first.

"How is it?" Jesse's face was a little red—even though he had experienced it once, he still found the process a little unsettling and palpitation-inducing.

"The person, the demon… that you are expecting… will appear at the Bard Convention tomorrow night at 11 o'clock. It will even bring a very famous guest…" Vanna closed her eyes, murmuring, her body arching.

"Okay." Jesse hadn't heard of the name Gamma and decided to report it to Wright later, asking him to find such a bard.

The divination began, the sheets were wet, and the room was filled with a strange smell.

"Where are you going?" Vanna asked, seeing Jesse get up.

"Yes, just like you are recruiting heroes here, building your hero group… the Masked Society is active underground, coveting the ore… the Bard Convention is held here, singing epics… the Bone Carriage Cult and the demon's army are forming and rushing here…"

Jesse had thought that diviners were all people who spoke strangely, and even if they spoke the content of the divination, it was always understood only when the final revelation came.

As for this demon wandering around, appearing at the convention… it was also reasonable, after all, this was the biggest event in the seven towns of Cleftgold recently.

Something was crackling in the bedside table, as if trying to crawl out of the drawer.

Has the demon's army not reached Red Oil Town yet?

Vanna's divination didn't require too many tools, nor did Jesse need to give her more information about Li Yue.

"If you mention that matter again, I might have to chop off your head and send it to the New Church." Jesse was already wary of the prophecy that Vanna kept mentioning.

"Of course, that's obvious." Jesse got up and walked to the town hall office.

After entangling like that for a moment, Vanna swallowed and smiled at Jesse.

"Is there more? But maybe very soon?" Vanna tilted her head, "If there is no fall, how can there be a new king…"

Why is this place shaking?

And just as Jesse was about to walk out of the bedroom, the town hall tilted, and a tremor came.

Jesse himself wasn't so anxious about who would win the Bard Convention, anyway, they would all sing their respective works, and tomorrow it would be revealed.

"Why?"

Jesse became alert, and with a wave of his hand, the armor displayed in the hall clattered onto his body, instantly fully armored.

"Heretical beliefs, the relaxed New Church, the rising Eternal Night, the fallen Empire…" Vanna counted the fates bound to this place.

Is Demon King City causing trouble again?

There was a ball of light in the town hall office, which Wright had placed there, so he could keep in touch with Jesse at any time, and also take away this heretic from the Flow Curse at any time.

"Who is this very famous guest?" Jesse didn't know what impact the guest brought by the Shadow Demon would have.

"It won't be." Vanna stuck out her tongue, "I'm just reminding you that Cleftgold Mountain will be the most watched place after 'That War'."

"Shadow Demon." Jesse stared into Vanna's eyes. "I need to predict where he will appear, accurate to the time and location."

"What exactly is his purpose?" Jesse wanted to find him, lock him up, and thoroughly investigate his relationship with himself from head to toe.

Regardless of whether it pointed to himself.

"The Empire has fallen?" Jesse looked up.

"What else?" Vanna asked.

"I'll tell Wright the name 'Gamma' first; I really want to know that information…" Jesse turned back and smiled, "By the way, has he ever asked you to divine for him?"

"You haven't seen him; of course, you can't taste him," Vanna smiled.

The last time he had a similar feeling was when the rain of eyeballs fell from the sky.

Vanna murmured, her tone strange, increasingly close to a chant.

"Thinking about the matter you want to divine, the person or demon you want to divine…" Vanna murmured, merging with Jesse.

"As for the winner of the Bard Convention… named Gamma, a deserter from 'That War'…" Vanna moved her lips, carefully tasting, "He will compose an epic; he will name this war."

"11 o'clock… Gamma…" Jesse didn't expect the divination given by Vanna to be so important, able to be accurate to the time and name.

"Secondly, who will win at tomorrow's Bard Convention?" Jesse finished speaking the two things that needed divination and waited quietly for Vanna.

"Do you want to divine more?" Vanna pointed to the town hall office. "If that's the case, maybe I'll follow you recently and not go back for now?"

"If you catch it, remember to let me taste it? I'm also very interested in it…" Vanna was slightly sweaty, the sweat evaporated, and the smell in the room became stronger and stronger.

Vanna was about to mention the prophecy about "fate intertwining" again.