“Why this person?” The old marquis was puzzled.

“Don’t you think she’s very interesting?”

The old marquis glanced at the document again, yet this single sheet of paper only took a moment to read no matter how carefully he studied the contents. Eventually, he shook his head in resignation. “I still can’t figure out what’s so interesting. Even though she’s cultivated our race’s arts, it must be the most shallow type. Our famed-clan inheritances cannot be learned by humans after all.”

The young demonkin smiled. “A human who can cultivate our race’s arts is already extremely interesting. Perhaps she’s the one that I want.”

“Young Lord…”

The young demonkin looked up. “What, you think this will be dangerous as well? I’m only going for one day.”

The marquis hesitated. “Fine, just one day.”

The young demonkin revealed a smile as he pointed at the old marquis. “Don’t send people to follow me or I’ll really get angry.”

“But how do you plan to find her?”

“That’s my business.” The young demonkin was apparently unhapp...