Lilulu looked like she had a lot on her mind.

She didn’t say anything else. To stop herself from accidentally spilling more, she bit down hard on her own lip for the rest of the way.

Until a roasted rabbit leg bumped right against her cheek.

“It’s done. Wanna try some?”

Luo Ning was in a pretty good mood.

He hadn’t gotten any crucial info, sure, but at least Lilulu had finally started talking to him today.

That was a good start.

For him, this hell-difficulty otherworld trip finally showed the faintest sign of warming up.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lilulu turned her head away without a word. Her sakura-white twin tails swung hard with the motion.

Exactly the same attitude as last night.

Luo Ning didn’t push her.

“If you don’t wanna eat, then don’t.”

The roasted rabbit leg smelled amazing, and Luo Ning was digging in. He usually didn’t smack his lips, but this time, when he chewed on the tendons and meat, he deliberately made it a bit louder.

Lilulu quietly swallowed.

“That Seven Pillar demon lord’s great hall, is that your Demons’ main city?”

Luo Ning asked as he gnawed on the roasted rabbit.

He wanted some more concrete intel.

Wherever Lilulu was taking him was, for him, obviously the most dangerous place.

For all he knew, she was still calculating the best way to kill him.

Her rage definitely wasn’t as off the charts as yesterday, but her attitude toward Luo Ning was still icy cold.

“Relax. I won’t kill you for now. You’re still very useful.”

Lilulu didn’t look at Luo Ning. She kept her head turned to the side, staring elsewhere.

“When you arrive with me at the destination, I’ll report your situation. What happens after, we’ll have to wait for the Seven Pillar demon lords to discuss and decide.”

…The way Lilulu said that,

it almost sounded like he had a chance?

Luo Ning felt like he was seeing dawn.

Lilulu had finally found a way to keep him alive, instead of just “must kill him.”

“My situation? What situation?” Luo Ning tilted his head.

He still didn’t understand what “situation” he supposedly had.

As far as he was concerned, he was just a normal human who happened to marry a demon lord wife.

Even if Lilulu called him the Creator God, he couldn’t even form a basic fireball, let alone anything else.

By now Lilulu had turned her back to Luo Ning, her wide bat wings wrapping around in front. She bundled herself up into a little bat ball again.

Looked like she had no intention of answering his question.

Luo Ning was already used to being ignored by his wife, so he didn’t mind at all and kept eating his horned rabbit.

Demon meat was a bit tough and stringy, hard to chew.

But for Luo Ning, who hadn’t eaten all day, this was top-tier food.

Eating meat, sipping water from the bamboo tube, Luo Ning finally relaxed for once.

The water came from a little stream not far away.

This was a forest at least, so food and water weren’t scarce.

From how Lilulu talked, the “Bamilis Forest” had to be pretty big. They’d walked for two days and were still on the outskirts.

The crack he’d split open that morning had been magically filled back in by Lilulu. She’d said the trees above would grow again, and told him not to draw his weapon anymore. Luo Ning nodded and agreed.

He took another sip of clear water, then shook the bamboo tube that was almost empty.

Ripples spread across the surface, reflecting the red moonlight.

He had no idea if the water was really clean, but he’d drunk it a few times yesterday and hadn’t died.

As long as it didn’t kill him, he wasn’t going to be picky at this point.

Drip.

There was the sound of water falling.

Just as Luo Ning tilted his head up to look, another drop landed on his cheek.

Cool and chilly, like it had started raining.

Rain wasn’t a problem for him. If he rounded up the experience a little, he could even count it as a bath.

He raised his arm, ready to take another bite of rabbit leg.

Then he noticed something off about it.

Black specks were spreading across the meat. When the raindrops hit it, the spots even sizzled and gave off little puffs of smoke.

He glanced at the water in his hand—and saw it had changed color.

“…Why’s the rainwater black?”

In the firelight, Luo Ning saw the liquid turn murky. The once clear spring water went ink-black in the blink of an eye.

He quickly tossed the cup away. “Lilulu, the rain on your Demon continent is way too weird, isn’t it?”

He turned to look at her.

Lilulu was already standing. Chin lifted, she stared up into the high sky, black droplets sliding down her fair little face.

Her arms, her calves, her flat stomach—every bit of skin the rain touched was smoking with that same sizzling sound.

Exactly the same reaction as when the horned rabbit meat in his hand met the rain.

Lilulu just stood in the rain, staring up at the sky, her tiny brows knitting together.

Even if Luo Ning didn’t really understand this world, it was obvious that the rain was burning her.

“Hey, don’t just stand there like an idiot, at least get out of the rain!!”

Even though the burned patches on her skin healed in an instant, Luo Ning still couldn’t stand watching it.

He felt like one of those eunuchs panicking when the emperor wasn’t.

He rushed over, grabbed her arm, and tried to drag her under a big tree.

Rain that could burn a demon lord?

Nothing like that was in Luo Ning’s books.

Lilulu resisted, not moving from where she stood, but Luo Ning wasn’t having it.

He crouched down and scooped her up sideways, then bolted.

The campfire had already been extinguished by the rain. Relying on memory, Luo Ning felt his way to a spot where the water couldn’t reach them.

“Are you stupid? Doesn’t it hurt?”

Holding the little demon lord in his arms, Luo Ning anxiously questioned her.

Lilulu shook her head and answered, unhurried, “It doesn’t.”

Her voice was still cold.

But those red eyes were quietly fixed on Luo Ning in the dark.

She didn’t seem to understand why, when she was being burned by black rain, the one panicking was Luo Ning…?

Meanwhile, the Bamilis Forest had fallen into chaos.

There were beasts screaming in pain all around, and the sound of desperate, stumbling flight.

But those sounds lasted less than five minutes, then cut off.

Silence fell again.

Not just silence—dead silence.

Luo Ning still kept Lilulu held protectively in his arms.

One hand rested on top of her head, rubbing her little horns. His other arm wrapped around her thin shoulders, settling her on his lap.

“The rain’s stopped,” Lilulu said slowly in the darkness.

“What… was that rain?”

Luo Ning asked, tense.

He’d started to panic the instant he saw Lilulu getting hurt.

In his books, Lilulu was the strongest demon lord… How could she be weak enough to be hurt by rain?

And if anything really happened to her, Luo Ning wouldn’t have a clue what to do.

She was his strongest backing in this world. Luo Ning had to keep Lilulu safe, no matter what.