Wang Xiaole opened the lunchbox with one hand and pointed across the table with the other, his voice could only be described as cold and penetrating:

"Who did this? Who caused these injuries?"

"The guy with the horns injured his hand, and the idiot-looking guy injured his abdomen... You're welcome!"

Isabella, in an unusual move, waved her hand and enthusiastically told the person involved the information.

She wasn't speaking for the Demon King, but rather because she couldn't stand the despicable attitude of the three demons (now only two demons left), so she decided to reveal it once.

The Queen was initially surprised:

Why were there such powerful girls in the city?

It wasn't until Isabella took a few steps closer and saw the person's face that she finally realized:

(whispering) "Oh, it's you. Since you're targeting my prey, I won't interfere. By the way, let me see what you're capable of."

Isabella's stance was clear:

She wouldn't help the detestable members of the Senate, nor would she protect the Demon King Lucia. She just wanted to continue watching the show.

"Thank you for letting me know, aunt."

Wang Xiaole sincerely thanked her, but to his surprise, the other person's face twitched and their lips formed a narrow slit:

"Ah! Aunt!"

Wang Xiaole understood the mentality of girls, but because he didn't lift his head to see the other person's face, he could only judge their age through their solemn voice, which led him to use the wrong address.

(whispering) "If someone else spoke to me like this, I would have been in big trouble. If it wasn't for you..."

His soft murmurs went unheard, as the two demons in the distance were busy confronting the human in front of them.

The facial muscles of the horned demon seemed much more relaxed than before, and his tone was no longer as tense as earlier:

"You humans are just bluffing. I almost thought you had some real skills. Fortunately, I paid close attention to your flaws and wasn't fooled."

The important criterion for testing strength on the continent was to observe the fluctuations of power around the target;

After feeling the fluctuations around Wang Xiaole a while ago, the horned demon was initially shocked, but after a quick investigation, all the seriousness in his heart disappeared!

After all:

"I can tell that the level of your power fluctuations is only at the 'Hundred Battles' level, your real strength is far inferior to the captain of the Knights!"

No one was willing to admit that their opponent was stronger than themselves. The horned demon had a similar thought in his mind;

He believed that the human in front of him had somehow enhanced their strength through some external means, otherwise the Demon Brothers wouldn't have been killed so miserably.

"Did you use some kind of artifact or treasure? A mere 'Hundred Battles' level human cannot kill a 'Broken Army' level demon in a matter of seconds unless they use some kind of treasure!"

The horned demon shouted out his speculation. Now he had nothing to fear since the opponent he was about to face was much weaker than himself.

In the eyes of his opponent, Wang Xiaole looked like a weak and ordinary human girl;

Although it was inappropriate to massacre humans in front of the Queen, the horned demon could use the excuse of "eliminating traitors" to legally kill Wang Xiaole;

Once a human was marked with the stamp of being related to demons, no matter how prominent their identity, they could not avoid a tragic end.

"Girl, do you want to die on your own, or shall I send you on your way?"

The two opponents smirked, and Wang Xiaole, not far away, quickly finished her lunch before it turned cold, answering while chewing rice grains:

"I hope you both attack together, the more fierce the better. Ah-woo (sound of biting chicken leg)!"

The two demons were truly angered.

As a signal, the change in the color of the horned demon's face caused a column of blood to appear in the sky. However, it wasn't used for attack. Instead, it shot straight towards the summoner's direction;

Then Isabella saw it:

After a blink, the horned demon's body was enveloped in a dense blood light, as if wearing a crimson armor. Within the blood light emanated an extremely strong magical power.

"Hehehe, the holy power used by humans is inherently restrained by the magical power of our demon race. Even without fighting, we can already know the result."

The troll grabbed his right hand into the void, and immediately a blood-red light rose from the ground, surging to the palm of his right hand and condensing into a dark-red wolf-toothed club, swirling around and emitting a chilling wind."Don't say you're just a show-off rubbish, even if you have the strength of the 'Broken Army' level, so what? It's still not enough for us to kill!"

The two demons grinned and turned into two overlapping lights. Their attacking momentum reminded people of a double-edged sword, with no flaws in their coordination.

Wang Xiaole's body leaned slightly in the previous second, and in the next moment his body completely disappeared from where he stood, and his shadow swayed slightly as he approached.

So fast!

The angle demon stared at Wang Xiaole's legs, paying attention to whether the target was using a speed-boosting treasure, but he didn't expect that the opponent would still appear right in front of him;

The most bewildering thing for the angle demon was:

He couldn't see the opponent's intermediate actions clearly, and even capturing the residual image with his gaze was a luxury.

(Whispering) "This doesn't seem like the speed that the 'Hundred Battles' level would have... It seems like you're still the same, forever impossible to measure with common sense!"

The Queen would not be confused by any scene that she saw, but the second demon was far from being as insightful.

"Being fast means dying faster, this teaches you the truth that speed does not equal power!"

With magic infused, the wolf fang club swung in the troll's hand;

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding air swiftly converged, forming a swirling vortex, forming into a massive tornado.

This gust of wind supported the sky above and stuck to the ground below, like an angry dragon roaring. In that instant, it rushed towards Wang Xiaole's position without any regard.

"Wow, impressive. Ahoo!"

Between defense and lunch, Wang Xiaole chose to satisfy the needs of his stomach;

He held chopsticks in his right hand and supported the lunchbox in his left hand. While watching the troll's attack with his eyes, he instinctively used the chopsticks to pick up a chicken leg and put it in his mouth.

The "impressive" comment was directed towards the girl who prepared him lunch, meaning that the food suited his taste and happened to be dishes he loved.

"You know my taste so well, did you guess?" (softly)

"Please call it 'the intuition of love'!"

Lucia fully regained her spirit, crossed her hands on her chest, wriggled her body, and her hazy eyes closed slightly in ecstasy:

"Although it's my first time meeting my dear, I can guess what food you like. We have a deep connection."

"Fate... Well, interpret it as you please. First, let me ask you something."

Wang Xiaole picked up a fried shrimp, brought it to his mouth, and lifted his left leg to kick the troll three meters away.

He maintained that raised-leg posture and shook the shrimp between the two chopsticks:

"I'm from out of town and can't find a place to stay for a while. I might have to stay in your castle for a few days. I hope you won't restrict my diet then."

"Are you worried, dear?"

"That's right! I'm a bit picky. I don't really like vegetables other than cabbage, and I prefer meat as the main course.

Will you restrict my meals for the sake of 'good health'?"

Lucia's widened eyes shimmered, and Wang Xiaole looked at her from the corner of his eye, feeling a little dazed.

"No, dear. Your happiness is most important when it comes to health and nutrition! As long as you're happy, I'll support whatever you do..."

"You two, figure it out! We're fighting now!"

Boom rumble rumble rumble~~

The troll roared, and terrifying rumbling sounds echoed crazily;

Where the terrifying tornado had passed earlier, it seemed invincible, tearing everything to pieces, with fine debris scattered along the way.

"So impatient."

Wang Xiaole curled his lips, flicked the chopsticks with his right hand, and sent the fried shrimp into his mouth;

Because of eating while moving, he naturally made a logical response afterwards.

"Burp!"

He let out a loud burp.

The troll was facing an opponent who was eating lunch during the fight and was a bit stuffed, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was ruthlessly humiliated by the opponent's actions;

No one expected it, not even the person involved.

Burping is the process of exhaling air from the throat, generating a faint airflow that is less perceivable than a breeze;With different individuals, the extent of the airflow generated will vary accordingly. For example, if an elephant were able to burp, the airflow would spread through the air and become an undeniable strong wind. Similarly, factors that can affect subtle movements may not solely depend on the individual, but rather on the person's physical strength or can be understood as power.

The airflow generated by Wang Xiaole, after entering the air in front of him, did not bring about any visually detectable changes. However, the space itself did undergo tremendous distortion when no one was looking.

The clear sound struck the eardrums. The burp just now exploded in place, unleashing a powerful gust of wind stronger than a tornado. They collided! The tornado created by the wolf tooth club and the gust of wind unintentionally exhaled by Wang Xiaole collided and the latter ruthlessly ravaged the former.

Wind can be eliminated. The scene witnessed by the troll was especially terrifying to him, as it proved a point: the gust of wind unraveled and tore at several corners of the tornado, and their contact was a process of eroding one another. Moreover, during the process of erosion, the gust of wind shredded the tornado, which was several times larger than itself, into several pieces!

The sound of the sonic boom was incessant. Right after the troll's strongest attack was treated like minced meat, Wang Xiaole slid on the ground like he was ice-skating to the target in front of him and locked eyes with those round and glaring big eyes.

"A trivial human, a weak human ranked last, how could you resist our demon race? How could someone like you exist?" The troll yelled furiously.

Wang Xiaole shrugged. "Who knows? I said the secret to my healthy lung capacity lies in practicing radio calisthenics every day for years... Does anyone believe it?"

"My dear, if you answer like that, of course I would believe it! Trust is an essential quality for a wise wife!"

(Whispering) "Don't believe it, will you..."

The more earnest the answer, the more defenseless it left the person who was making up stories.

A drop of sweat dripped down Wang Xiaole's forehead. He lifted his right leg and suddenly swung it towards the troll's massive torso. He kicked the troll's chin with the sole of his shoe, causing his body to leave the ground and fly upside down.