Chapter 2070 - 553: Battle of Burial Peak!_5

The moment Vivian stopped wriggling, she lazily reached out and curled her finger.

An invisible blood-red thread pulled the letter across the window, like a well-behaved bat falling into her hand.

It was a letter from the Demon City, still carrying that familiar sulfuric scent. However, what excited Vivian most was the seal on the envelope.

Grandfather!

It's from Grandfather!

Vivian excitedly tore open the envelope.

She had been waiting for this letter for almost half a year. Once she secured that position within the "Demon King Management Department," she could rightfully become her elder brother's superior, step on the Demon King's head, and fiercely manage the Demon King!

Just thinking about it was exhilarating!

However—

As her eyes scanned the letter, the smile on her face gradually froze, eventually turning into a look of rage.

[Sorry, dear granddaughter. The Padric and Melusine Enchanting Demons are just too cunning. Every time I approach them, they have a thousand excuses. Give Grandpa a bit more time! If they don't relent, I'll drive the Magic Crystal Tank right to the Congress Building's doorstep! They're truly outrageous!]

Additionally—

Below the envelope was a line of small text that didn't seem like her grandfather's handwriting but did sound like his tone.

[The Demon King Management Department is hard to get into. Melusine keeps harping on your academic qualifications. How about Grandpa gets you the position of a Knight Order captain? That certainly sounds more prestigious! Later on, I'll arrange for you to become a professor, then they certainly won't have any excuses!]

"Damn Enchanting Demon—!"

Vivian jumped off the sofa in anger, stomping on the velvet cushion beside her, as if it were the Padric Demon lying there.

For the Colin family, rulers of Hell, to not even be able to secure a minor position in the Demon King Management Department, was a truly shameful disgrace!

What use is a Knight Order!

Indeed... does this family still have to rely on Vivian herself?!

"Uh, what's happened now?"

Seeing Vivian, who was smiling foolishly one moment and then jumping up in a rage the next, Mia sighed as she put down the script she hadn't read a word of, casting a caring yet critical gaze towards Vivian.

Vivian whipped her head around, her red eyes glaring fiercely at this "culprit," baring her tiger fangs at the corner of her mouth.

"Mind your own business!"

"Tch, you lunatic."

Mia rolled her eyes in exasperation, "I kindly ask you what's wrong, and you get all fierce at me. Go be troubled by yourself!"

Her concern for this person was wasted, she thought even to the point of softening her heart to help, considering Vivian was a Colin sister.

Now it seems her goodwill was entirely unnecessary.

The now "big winner" Miss Mia had long forgotten the exchange of letters that occurred when she first moved to Thunder County, utterly unaware of the ongoing storms in Demon City.

Luckily for her, she had already forgotten about it.

If she found out Vivian was still hung up on the spot she left vacant, Mia would surely panic and quickly write a letter home, selecting another outstanding junior from Demon King Academy to fill this long-vacant pit.

Ignoring the crazed vampire, Mia continued to focus on the script she had meticulously deliberated over with Lady Antonie.

After venting her anger, Vivian cross-legged on the sofa again, this time controlling her strength to avoid caving it in.

Calm down.

Think.

It had to be said, Vivian was an intelligent member of the Blood Race. Although her academic achievements couldn't match Padric's foolishness, there was not an ounce of water content.

Her scarlet pupils roamed around, her gaze flitting, suddenly landing on that day's issue of the Thunder City Daily on the coffee table.

The front page headline was a bold black line:

[Injuries Surge in Spinor Earl's Domain!]

[A large number of rescued Ryan compatriots urgently need medical treatment, and there's a shortage of priests in the Spinor Earl's Domain, hoping for more volunteer or Priest support with medical skills, Holy Light Magic, and Herbalism to head to the front lines…]

Vivian's eyes lingered on those words for a few seconds.

A shortage of Priests?

Unexpectedly, Saint Sis's servants are so petty, not even caring for the suffering believers?

It seems that the downfall isn't just confined to the Enchanting Demons under the Demon God, but their deadly opponents have fallen too.

Vivian curled her lips, about to look away when a flash of lightning struck her mind, dragging her gaze back.

Wait!

This—is an opportunity!

The shortage of Priests on the front line can't cover the human slaves rescued from Burial Peak, but the Colin Duchy of hell boasts plenty of talent in saving lives!

Vivian's eyes widened, her crimson pupils shimmering with the light of wisdom. She leapt up excitedly from the sofa again.

"I got it!"

Mia was startled.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"Kukuku, Padric's fox spirit won't understand!"

"???"

Ignoring the bewildered Mia, Vivian proudly raised her chin, her face radiating an excited smile, one foot on the velvet sofa armrest as if it were the Demon King's head.

The spirit of dawn gleamed brightly in her crimson pupils.

"I've thought of the name already—"

"We'll call it the 'Saint Colin Hospital Knight Order'!!"