They drove a streamlined magical speedboat through the bay, the lights from the bridge reflecting a dim glow on the water, while the skyline of the Demon King's Castle, Nicalis, remained distant.

"The Blood Clan envoy will arrive at the Demon King's Castle today. I doubt it will be dawn until after noon," Lysandra sighed, gazing at the six o'clock night sky.

To welcome the visiting Blood Clan envoy, the demons had even activated a sky barrier in the royal capital of Nicalis, blocking the sunlight like an eclipse.

Looking out towards the bay of Nicala Island, the dark buildings and small houses on the opposite shore seemed to be made of dark gold, dreamlike. Nicalis City remained mysterious and beautiful, like an infatuation at first light.

The amber-colored magical vehicle sped across the water.

Just as they were speeding parallel to the elevated bridge, getting closer and closer to Nicala Island, the sound of flapping wings echoed. A small flying dragon cavalry officer struggled to catch up with them.

"Stop! Submit to inspection!" the demonic officer shouted sternly over the waves.

Today was the day the Blood Clan envoy was visiting, and several roads near the Nicala Island Royal Palace were closed and speed limits were in place. He hadn't expected any demons to take the sea route directly towards the Royal Palace today.

"I work at the Royal Palace..." Lysandra said weakly, turning her head.

Before she could finish, Ranch's voice rang out, loud and firm. He showed no signs of slowing down.

He simply took out a document from the driver's side drawer, held it up without looking back, so that the demonic officer chasing behind him could see its contents.

"Oh, it's you!" The demonic officer immediately saluted, his voice full of respect. He pulled on the reins of his flying dragon and instantly turned around. "I'll be sure to recognize you next time, Mr. McCarthy. I'm so sorry!"

"..."

Lysandra turned back to look at the demonic officer who was gradually receding into the distance, then looked at McCarthy in surprise.

"I helped their superior with a small favor," Ranch explained to Lysandra. "I usually don't drive this fast, but the situation is special today. I need to make sure you get to the Royal Palace on time. But I promise I wasn't speeding. I never break traffic laws."

He tossed the document back into the drawer, where a current edition of the Demon Realm's regulations book lay.

"Oh," Lysandra said, stunned for a long moment.

Only at this moment did she realize that the demon beside her, who was as easy to get along with as a princess, was actually from another world.

He had unimaginable power, money, and influence in this Demon King's Castle, Nicalis. Everywhere she looked, there were friends willing to help him, just like how he had easily charmed Miss Tia yesterday.

Before long, they successfully landed on the opposite shore and got back on the road.

The closer they got to the Nicala Island Royal Palace, the more congested the traffic became.

"To be honest, this is my first time coming to the Royal Palace on Nicala Island," Ranch said, checking the time and turning off the Demon King's Castle radio program in the car.

In this bustling city center, even without using private devices, one could hear the sound of the radio program from loudspeakers everywhere.

He determined that driving slowly wouldn't make Lysandra late, so he didn't let her get out of the car and walk the rest of the way herself.

"After all, you haven't been in the royal capital of Nicalis for long," Lysandra said, standing up a little in her seat, looking at the streets outside the Royal Palace's square, which were filled with demons.

Today, traffic was particularly congested because some roads were closed. Even if she went to work as usual, she might be late. Fortunately, she had chosen the sea route.

"I'm so glad you gave me a ride today, Mr. McCarthy," Lysandra said, her tone tinged with a hint of resentment.

In fact, she was somewhat dissatisfied with the arrival of the Blood Clan envoy.

Why should they have to sacrifice half a day to provide convenience for the Blood Clan just because the Blood Clan came during the day?

This kind of unequal treaty made them seem like they had to kowtow to the Blood Clan in every way.

"I also think it's unreasonable to close the roads like this, and it's even more unreasonable to use Demon Realm tax revenue to activate the extremely expensive sky barrier. The only thing that makes everyone happy is that maybe they can come here to watch a Blood Clan show this morning," Ranch said, leaning back in his seat and driving slowly. Demons walking along the road passed by the open-top glass windows.

"It is said that Count Sergio is the best detective in the Blood Clan. Many powerful demons want to see his reasoning process today," Lysandra agreed.

Although she and McCarthy shared the same opinion and wanted to curse the Blood Clan, her position meant that she couldn't really insult the Blood Clan to their faces.

For most of the demons who had gathered here early to watch the show, this was a unique detective performance.

Of course, this also had something to do with Sergio's authority.

He basically proved the process with the result.

Count Sergio could first use his authority to find out who the murderer was. Of course, this couldn't be used as direct evidence, because only he himself could see the murderer based on his authority. What he had to do was prove it.

Since the Blood Clan preferred the night, their visit today should have already started before she went to work.

Now, Lysandra and Ranch could see the situation of the Blood Clan Earl being received in the square in front of the Royal Palace on the demon-made screens on the high-rise buildings outside the window.

"The princess is more composed than I imagined," Lysandra sighed.

She wondered if the princess really could determine that the murderer wasn't a demon, or if she had a backup plan to deal with the Blood Clan detective.

Not only did she think so, but the demons walking outside the convertible also occasionally murmured.

But McCarthy didn't respond to her.

Lysandra turned her head to look, only to see McCarthy smiling slightly as he looked at Princess Hyperion on the giant screen.

"The princess is very beautiful, isn't she?" Lysandra asked tentatively.

She rarely saw the princess in full dress. She didn't expect Loki McCarthy to be so engrossed in watching her.

The steps of the dance in front of the Royal Palace shimmered. Her face was exquisite and her beauty was unparalleled. Her long silver hair fell like a waterfall, smoothly covering her light blue dress. The skirt gently scattered down the steps as she walked down step by step.

"Yes," Ranch replied after a moment of hesitation.

"Unfortunately, everyone only sees the princess's brilliance at this moment, but they don't know that she is the one who is truly being tested today," Lysandra said with regret.

On this kind of occasion today, she didn't even have the qualifications to accompany the princess. Only the Fallen Qing Calierella, who was there to protect her safety, was following the princess.

"Don't worry, Her Royal Highness the Princess looks like a demon with great fortune. Maybe this Blood Clan Earl's reasoning show will be over soon, and the princess won't encounter any trouble," Ranch said with a very optimistic smile.

It was as if he felt that things were already over before they had even begun.

"Hopefully..." Lysandra muttered worriedly to herself.

Mr. McCarthy was taking it too easy. There was no such thing as easily paying some vague price to solve a problem in an instant.