Demon King – Chapter 483 – The Dean Grandpa

‘What’s going on? Where did that voice come from? Was it talking to me? I’m clearly invisible, so how could it still notice me?’

Her Majesty the Demon Lord looked around in alarm, but she quickly realized that no one else around seemed to react to the voice at all. It was as if she were the only one who could hear it.

“Only you can help me, so please…”

The voice sounded again. Only then did Eiru realize that it was being transmitted directly into her mind. No wonder no one else could hear it.

The owner of the voice sounded like a little girl. And from that voice, the Little Demon Lord also sensed a strange aura. It was exactly the same aura she had been feeling ever since she stepped inside.

“Where are you? How am I supposed to help you?”

Using magical analysis, Eiru sent the information back the same way, trying to obtain more intelligence.

But after waiting for quite a while, there was no response from the other side. It felt a lot like chatting with an online friend who sends you a message, you reply, and then they disappear. Her Majesty the Demon Lord’s blood pressure practically started rising.

At that point, she more or less understood. There was actually nothing strange about this orphanage itself. The eerie feeling she got from outside earlier, and all the strange atmosphere after coming in, were all the work of the owner of that voice. The purpose was to lure her inside.

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“Interesting. You actually dare provoke me, the Demon Lord. If I catch you, you’ll get a spanking.”

A wicked grin appeared on her face as the Little Demon Lord immediately began a detailed scan of the entire building with her magic.

Finding people or objects? With the target confirmed to be nearby, this was something Eiru excelled at the most. With her magic control and detection refined down to a microscopic level, even if you could shrink yourself down to the size of a cell, she could still drag you out.

But just as she was brimming with confidence in her magic control and detection abilities, her smile froze solid the very next second. Her proud magic detection ability had actually hit a wall this time.

There was a massive force with a strange nature surrounding the entire building, constantly interfering with her magic operations. Simple searches and basic ability usage were still fine, but once she tried to probe deeper, her magic triggered a counterattack and interference from that force.

“Tch, if only I had more magic…”

Clicking her tongue in displeasure, the Little Demon Lord’s heart was filled with indignation.

If she had stored more magic, she could have directly overturned that strange force surrounding the place. But with her current low reserves, she couldn’t brute-force it and could only begrudgingly accept the situation.

“If I can’t use magic, how the hell am I supposed to find anything?”

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Complaining as she went, Eiru had to admit that because magic was just too convenient, she had already developed a serious dependency on it.

The current Demon Lord was just like a player who had used cheat codes too much and was suddenly told they weren’t allowed anymore. Unable to adapt right away, she stood there for a moment, not knowing what to do.

‘Right, that dean grandpa!’

She slapped her palm in sudden realization. Since this was a legitimate orphanage, there had to be things like an archive room or records room storing key information, right?

At the very least, there should be that dean grandpa’s office or something. Even if she didn’t know much about these things, playing enough puzzle games gave her some basic experience, didn’t it?

Putting thought into action, Her Majesty the Demon Lord immediately followed behind that dean grandpa in secret, planning to tail him to wherever his office or similar place might be.

Along the way, they encountered quite a few adults from the orphanage. When they saw the dean grandpa, they all paused their work to greet him. That heartfelt respect, completely free of pretense or hypocrisy, made Eiru feel even more that the old man in front of her was someone of great virtue and prestige.

After the old grandpa responded and walked some distance ahead, Eiru noticed that the people behind, not far away, had started whispering among themselves.

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Out of a desire to gather information and simple curiosity, she used magic to enhance her hearing, intending to listen in on whether they were discussing the orphanage or the dean grandpa.

“How old is the dean this year again?”

“Over seventy, I think. Still pretty sturdy.”

“Yeah, strong body, good heart, but bad luck in life…”

Bad luck? Family issues? Or something else? Their topic piqued Eiru’s interest. After placing a magic mark on the dean grandpa ahead, she stopped in place and listened to their discussion.

Just as the Little Demon Lord had initially guessed, that dean grandpa was indeed a highly educated intellectual. Not only that, he was also a researcher with considerable achievements across multiple fields, though he had withdrawn from the front lines early on for certain reasons.

The old man’s life really hadn’t gone well. His partner had passed away from illness early on. His son and daughter-in-law worked away from home and hardly ever came back to visit him. His only source of emotional comfort was the little granddaughter they had left at home for him to look after.

That only granddaughter, although well-behaved, sensible, and understanding, somehow contracted a strange illness. To make matters worse, when his heartless son and daughter-in-law learned of this, they dumped all the blame and resentment onto his head.

They said nothing about their own irresponsible behavior of abandoning their daughter and leaving her to an elderly widower. Instead, the couple only blamed the poor old father, and in the end even declared they would sever ties with him.

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The strange illness had no good treatment options, and the exorbitant medical costs made those irresponsible parents retreat. In the end, the two made a move that everyone condemned. They abandoned their own biological daughter, dumped her on this lonely old man, and fled far away.

It was said that later on the couple raised another child, but they never came back. Whether that was true or not was impossible to verify. All the burdens were placed squarely on this old man, who should have been enjoying family happiness at his age.

The old man tried everything he could. Whether his little granddaughter was ultimately saved or not, no one really knew, and no one dared to ask. But judging from the old man’s current situation, they hadn’t seen this so-called granddaughter anywhere. As for that poor child’s condition, everyone had a rough idea in their hearts.

Perhaps hoping that tragedies like what happened to his granddaughter would never happen again, the old man later opened this orphanage. Though modest in scale, over ten or twenty years it had taken in and raised many children.

Batch after batch of children grew up here and stepped into society. Among those who left this place, quite a few chose to return, helping this poor yet strong grandpa who had raised them.

As for those who didn’t stay, they never forgot this home that had raised them either. Whether through financial support or material aid, they all did their best to support this orphanage.

With the joint efforts of these grateful, kind-hearted children, the orphanage was built and operated better and better. This, at the very least, should have added some comfort to the old man’s heart.