I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

I invite you to dance, and you invite me to a duel?

The Fly Demon didn't expect this square-faced warrior to be so unreasonable.

But strictly speaking, Egg didn't actually refuse the invitation to dance, but only counter-proposed a duel.

While the Fly Demon was in a daze, the square-faced Hannibal pressed forward, his cheek bumping into the fly's arm.

When Li Yue saw the Fly Demon, his spirits lifted, and he almost thought he had run into someone from the Colosseum, saving him a lot of effort.

But as soon as the Demon Illustrated Handbook moved, Li Yue realized that the person in front of him was just a human disguised as a Fly Demon, and had nothing to do with the Colosseum.

Li Yue didn't try to understand why humans would want to dress up as Fly Demons—anyway, this is a masquerade ball, and it's free to wear any demon skin.

Maybe he fell in love with Egg, or maybe he fell in love with cake, but in short, this human who disguised himself as a Fly Demon took a fancy to Egg, who was disguised as a doctor.

"What's wrong? A duel!" Hannibal urged repeatedly, "It's very impolite of you to not say anything."

As early as when he saw Grandet dueling in Meria Port, Egg couldn't restrain the restlessness in his heart. Now that he knows that duels are also possible at the Demon Ball, he can't help but feel itchy.

Tang Ji was walking quickly in the inner area, not finding any worthless drops, and wanted to know how Li Yue and Ke De were progressing here.

Li Yue and Ke De were also cautiously inquiring about information.

"You…you…" The Fly Demon's compound eyes spun, looking at the two golden-armored warriors behind the square face, feeling as if he was born shorter, and ran away crying.

Nightmare Male Demons were entangled, dwarves were drinking heartily, and demon merchants were socializing.

"Bad."

Hearing Tang Ji say that, Li Yue and Ke De got up, and a golden light circled around the arena.

Tang Ji glanced over from a distance and relaxed when he saw that it was just a slightly stronger dark elf, and continued to listen to the inner thoughts of the guests in the next area.

"It seems that the other party has withdrawn the invitation to dance." Li Yue tapped the wine glass in front of him, confirming that Egg had not violated the regulations of the Hall of Pleasure.

Bypassing the intertwined bodies on the ground, O’Keefe squeezed through the aisle and finally walked to the long table next to the dance floor.

By the way, he could also deconstruct the Hall of Pleasure.

Tang Ji couldn't hear the content of the conversations of the guests at each table, which was obviously magically isolated; and most of the guests' inner thoughts had no practical content, just collisions and intersections, which made people even more irritable.

But there weren't any.

Even the dark elves who live in the underground city are involved here—the dark elves' love for "socializing" is comparable to that of Nightmare Male Demons, and their large number makes them the main guests of the ball.

Demons from the Colosseum, the Abyss Maw, and the Light Tomb… all exist at the Demon Ball.

The eight people were disheveled, with bulging bellies and greasy mouths.

Buli hadn't analyzed this kind of skinned demon. It looked a bit like a Yeti, maybe from the Small Ice Fissure?

Our movements and rhythms also matched the javelin thrusts in Li Yue and Ke De's hands.

But strangely, no skeletons were seen in the entire hall.

At this moment, we were talking in low voices about the duel taking place in the opposite half of the area, as if we were on the field ourselves.

From a proportional point of view, the inner area of the Demon Ball is 70% human and 30% demon. In addition to the newly included demons, there are also Nightmare Male Demons, dwarves, and many demon merchants.

Tang Ji believed that the entire Hall of Pleasure was covered by some kind of magic.

At the same time, what is the degree of deconstruction, which brought a hint of doubt to Buli.

Of course, some people dress up as skeletons on the outside, but inside and out they are humans or other demons…

The appetizers were iced sweet bread and cold dressed slugs. Tang Ji opened the dinner plate, imagining countless demon chefs in the demon kitchen smearing bread while blowing their noses, and lost his appetite.

"Biting my cake butt… why isn't there a rule against 'unrefusable duel invitations'…" Egg was very frustrated.

Anyone can sit at the long table. Tang Ji sat down and found that the closest to him were eight humans, each with a Nightmare Male Demon.

Yingying is only easily interested in things that he is interested in. The colorful entertainment activities in the hall have no attraction for me. All I can think about is the King of the Colosseum.

The Abyss Maw is easy to explain, maybe Memphistopheles hasn't had time to give birth to new sons, but what about the Colosseum? Is it really all dead?

There were many guests at the long table, and they were always talking and laughing in low voices. Tang Ji was curious about what they were talking about.

"Oh, is it a duel?"

Only a square-faced weirdo in a cake skirt was trying to scam people everywhere, and after bumping into someone, he would ask, "Duel?", which was annoying.

Fortunately, everyone came to the Demon Ball to have fun and didn't want to become someone else's fun, so no one temporarily accepted Van Helsing's invitation.

"Duel?"

Moreover, most of the dark elves here are currently "pregnant."

But coming to the Demon Ball, the most important thing is Buli Yanji's information. The failure of deconstruction did not affect Tang Ji's mood.

The cheers from the duel circle formed a continuous sound. The female waiter took away the dark elf's body, and a new dish was served soon after.

Even if the eight skeleton heirs were still sealed in the Snow Country with the Seventh Army, the Light Tomb would always have other skeletons to play, right?

"Do you know Hannibal Ji?"

"Duel?"

"Do you know the King of the Colosseum?"

At the same time, Tang Ji also paid special attention to demons such as Eye Demons, Wing Demons, and Fly Demons who lived in the Colosseum, hoping to find clues about Hannibal Ji from them.

"That knight's javelin technique is not very skilled. The angle and posture are still passable, but the demeanor is a bit lacking." A noble-looking elderly woman manipulated the Nightmare Male Demon in her palm, recalling her heroic posture of riding a horse and thrusting in her youth.

Loving to dance, how could the skeleton race be absent from such a grand ball?

Tang Ji walked around quickly, and the number of demons in the Demon Illustrated Handbook also steadily increased, including some Bed Demons, Demon Orchestras, Pleasure Masks, and Achi Weirdos.

The people in the hall were even more joyous.

Unlike the feeling of deconstructing the Library and the Forbidden Forest, everything inside the Hall of Pleasure is vague, as if covered by a layer of silk, unable to touch the truth of things themselves.

Li Yue and Ke De circled clockwise, O’Keefe automatically flanked counterclockwise, and Van Helsing directly asked table by table.

"Let's inquire separately first. If Hannibal Ji is in the Hall of Pleasure, there must be clues." Tang Ji, who owns the Demon Illustrated Handbook, has an incomparable advantage at the Demon Ball. Of course, he has to take a walk, analyze the demons he hasn't seen, look at their drops, and listen to the inner thoughts of all kinds of idlers.

At the Demon Ball, even the dwarves and dark elves who are very incompatible in the underground city can join hands and drink together.

"How is my opponent… the movements are completely unorganized, and I don't know where he got the courage to duel with such a flamboyant knight…" Another human dressed as a red-skinned demon was sucking, his words slurred.

In his words, Li Yue and Ke De had already poked rotten the dark elf's body, shaking its neck, like shaking a blood bag full of holes.

If necessary, you can also call Van Helsing over and try to guide the direction of the conversation with the Staff of Deception to obtain the desired information.

The dishes on the table haven't been touched much. Obviously, this group of people has been singing and dancing here for a long time, and they are so full that their dancing shoes are a bit hard to put on.

So poor?

"If it were in the old days, duels in this kind of scene wouldn't even sell tickets…" A human wearing a heavy white fur coat spread out his body, letting the Nightmare Male Demon lick his fur, and commented gloomily.

"Oh, new friends, haven't you heard them introduce themselves?" The nobleman turned his head and raised his glass to O’Keefe and the shadow beside him.

Finally, after asking more than a dozen tables, and even repeatedly asking the same table several times… some guests couldn't stand the skinny-faced golden-armored knight and challenged him to a duel.

"Where is Buli Yanji?"