At that era the master was, the Demon King also set up a special poverty alleviation institutions. She determined to lead the entire Demon King escape from hunger. The master would often go there to manage affairs and understand the plight of the people.

When Heath Relia said here, I felt a little sympathetic about master.

The demon's ten years old, is equal to human’s about five or six years old. But the master was so young, she has known how to manage the affairs of the country, and can be so enlightened.

But now ...it seems to be the complete opposite. Regardless of ignoring the lower class, the master focuses on the war, killing without any mercy. When I first killed animals, the master also did not have the slightest mercy.

It is a pity that time is really merciless and the world is really cruel.

That loving, hopeful, energetic master, after that war, completely transformed into a cold, ruthless queen.

"By the way, do you know how Cross came to be?"

Heath Relia said and suddenly turned to a question, pulling me back from the deep thoughts I had just had about my master's change.

I have always been curious about this question, but often I forgot to ask the master about Cross. She shook her head.

"How did it come?"

"I also heard it from Furtoril. When they travelled one day, they bumped into dying Cross in the halfway. Cross was far away from the city and could not be rescued, but Furtoril insisted on taking it to the nearest city to save it. Cross then miraculously survived. Cross has been following Furtoril ever since, and that's probably the story of their encounter."

Heath Relia said and smiled again. It seemed that she has completely caught up in the memory.

"At that time, Cross was not yet as tall as an adult demon. It was very small and had soft feathers, very playful. It always lived with us in the palace of the empire, and grew up to be a mount."

"So the master really loved animals so much as a child?"

"Yes."

However, after Heath Relia gave me an affirmative answer, her expression became a little sad.

"Cross carries the memories of Furtoril and the previous Demon King, and when we were young we used to tease Cross together with Furtoril's mother. Thanks to the previous Demon King teaching us how to raise Cross, Cross was able to grow up peacefully in the palace."

It is true that Cross is very precious to the master. No wonder the master is more gentle to Cross than to me.

I didn't realize that it was already very late at night.

"Thank you, Heath Relia. Thanks for telling me so much about the master."

I got up from the stool, ready to leave.

"Well, I'm happy to tell you that too. It's quite useful for you too, isn't it?"

I nodded. Suddenly I wanted to ask another question.

"Heath Relia, what do you think...is it possible for me to impress the master?"

Heath Relia smiled.

"As long as you take more initiative and approach her."

I stared blankly at Heath Relia, wasn't that the equivalent of not answering?

Perhaps she saw my bewildered look, Heath Relia added one more sentence.

"Have you noticed that although Furtoril is outwardly cold and rejects people, she doesn't reject you after you approach her?"

Heath Relia's words instantly ignited a fire of hope in me.

And it began to burn in my heart.

I thought back to the master sitting on the Cross today. No matter how much I asked, the master agreed.

So does it mean that as long as I don't cross my master's line, I can still get infinitely closer to her, convince her, and finally get her to accept me.

When Heath Relia saw the way I figured it out, she showed a pleased smile.

"It's all up to you. Now that she spends more time with you than I do."

"Hmm. It's late. I should leave too. Bye."

After saying goodbye to Heath Relia, I headed for my room.

Because it was customary, my room remained next to my master's room.

When I was halfway down my path, I remembered that I had forgotten to ask Cross's gender again when I talked to Heath Relia about Cross.

There was no point in going back, whether it was a male or a female. Anyway, even if my master had a strong bond with Cross, Cross was ultimately an animal. To me Cross didn't have the slightest pressure to compete.

I also do not need to worry about revealing my inner thoughts in front of the master.

For one thing, the master did not open mind-reading to me, and for another, I am not afraid that the master will find out that I hold special feelings for her.

If the master knows what I'm thinking, maybe she'll stop seeing me as a child.

What I need to do now is to continue to deepen my relationship with my master.