Chapter 244: Chapter 237: I Won’t Eat You... Again (Part 2)

Ilya stepped forward and asked Lynn expressionlessly, without any unusual reaction to his rather indiscreet words.

"Hmm... I suppose I’ll make an appearance, share a drink with everyone, and then return to the palace. Drinking with those rough demons isn’t particularly interesting; it’s still the Enchanting Demon presented by the Lust Demon King that tastes better."

Upon hearing this, Lynn paused, feigning contemplation before speaking. In fact, he was ready to go home. However, after such a significant celebration following the battle of faith, as the Demon Emperor, it was only appropriate for him to show himself, but only briefly. To truly indulge in drinking and revelry with a group of the Demon Race overnight, they would have to all be swapped out for beautiful witches.

"Alright, go ahead and arrange things. I shall return to the palace first; call for me during the evening banquet."

After saying this, Lynn flicked his sleeves and swaggered towards the back courtyard of the inner palace, completely uninterested in handling the subsequent trivial matters.

After Lynn left, all demons, including the Seven Great Demon Kings, breathed a sigh of relief.

The pressure from His Majesty the Demon Emperor was overwhelming. Even when not intentionally displaying it, it left demons trembling with fear. His dislike for formality was a relief, as no one enjoyed working under extreme pressure.

Meanwhile, returning alone to the inner palace, Lynn removed his makeup in his bedchamber and, feeling refreshed, sat cross-legged on the large bed.

He needed to check his status now because, after that battle, the power level he had forcibly suppressed had surged significantly. If not for his teammates arriving in time to let him pass all the Demon Slayer experience points, he’d likely be troubled by his imminent Ascension to Divinity.

Lynn, level 999 (level 992), Divine Warrior (Demon Dragon Emperor).

Looking at his current level status in the team information, Lynn silently uttered a sigh of relief.

If not for the extraordinarily challenging final stretch to reach Near God status, he might have ascended to divinity upon slaughtering the boss crowd, over level 900.

In truth, he didn’t know what would happen if his Demon Race level also reached 999 and he gained experience points, but due to previous ominous feelings, he was reluctant to step into that realm.

The demise of the former Demon Dragon Emperor served as a warning. Without being completely prepared, he would never rush to ascend like the previous Demon Dragon Emperor did.

After all, that guy was old, with life urging it on, whereas he was still exceptionally young, even younger than 99% of his wives, so there was no need to be overly hasty.

After checking his status, with nothing urgent at hand, Lynn decided to look at what level his demon king wives had reached.

Ilya Murphy, level 960, Proud Demon King.

Aya Aya, level 957, Envious Demon King.

Sara Viktor, level 957, Furious Demon King.

Hill Cape, level 956, Sloth Demon King.

Liss Modor, level 956, Greed Demon King.

Betty Russell, level 955, Gluttonous Demon King.

Phantom Triss, level 954, Lust Demon King.

Unsurprisingly, Ilya was still the strongest, remaining the leader among the Seven Great Demon Kings, while Phantom was the weakest, still the disgrace of Lust.

The seven sisters, after that battle and with the share of his Demon Slayer experience, all made significant breakthroughs; their power levels all surpassed 950. Even without counting the official Demon King boost, they were at peak Demon King level.

However, after this battle, there were scarcely any "experience packs" for leveling them up, unless the fifty enemy Demon Kings, including the peak Demon King Eldest and Second Princes, who had escaped, were single-handedly defeated by one of the seven sisters. Otherwise, they had no hope of divine ascension in the near term.

This was fine, though, as they had a long time to accompany him, and he, having conquered such vast lands for them, deserved to enjoy some comfort.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, we heard you’ve returned. Do you need us sisters to serve you?"

At this time, a soft, sweet voice sounded outside the door. Lynn recognized it as the voice of the Restrained Witch. It seemed his return to the palace had already spread throughout the inner palace, and the Joyful Witches came of their own accord.

"It’s not particularly necessary, but if you insist, it’s not impossible."

Lynn replied with a smile through the door, and the Joyful Witches patiently waiting outside promptly sent their lead sister inside.

As the leader of the seven Joyful Witches, the Modest Witch was naturally most understanding of humility. Yet in a situation where "the enemy is unclear," she rightly needed to scout the path for her sisters.

Gathering her courage, the Modest Witch opened the tightly shut door of the bedchamber and walked in, then was promptly pulled in by a hand.

Before she could flee in fright, the door was swiftly closed by her sisters behind her.

"Don’t be afraid; I’m not going to eat you."

Lynn rubbed his hands and teasingly spoke to the Modest Witch, though his demeanor seemed less than sincere.

The fear was precisely that His Majesty might not devour at all...

The Modest Witch thought silently but dared not say it aloud.

For Enchanting Demons, someone like His Majesty the Demon Emperor who merely tastes, neither fully indulging nor abstaining, could be particularly distressing. Yet they dared not aggressively pursue His Majesty, nor dare vent their desires through other means.

Fortunately, before their first estrous cycle, Phantom had performed sterilization surgery on them, so their desires were not as strong as ordinary Enchanting Demons; they could survive even without male demons.

This only applied to regular conditions, though. Once heavily stirred, they would still experience desire, roughly equivalent to the normal state of ordinary witches.

Before being offered to His Majesty, the Demon Emperor, they hadn’t experienced the dissatisfaction typical of ordinary Enchanting Demons. After the last time, however, they began to feel some of it.

Thus, when facing His Majesty again, the sisters felt somewhat afraid—not that they would be consumed, but fearing merely tasting and being left untouched again...

"Be good, sit beside me."

Seeing the Modest Witch’s pitifully timid demeanor, Lynn patted the spot next to him with a smile.

Upon hearing His Majesty’s orders, the Modest Witch hesitantly approached the bed and, removing her shoes, climbed onto it.

"Don’t be so cautious; relax a little. I won’t toy with you this time."

Seeing the Modest Witch’s obedience, Lynn felt a burst of compassion, and directly pulled her into his embrace.

"Last time, I didn’t understand Enchanting Demons. Phantom privately messaged enlightening me, so I won’t leave you hanging anymore."

Holding the Modest Witch, Lynn made no extraneous moves, simply hugged and refrained from touching any sensitive spots, fearing he might make her uncomfortable.

Upon hearing His Majesty’s words, the Modest Witch secretly breathed a sigh of relief, though simultaneous loss arose in her heart. He wouldn’t toy with them any longer, yet... he hadn’t consumed them.

Seeing the Modest Witch’s expression change, Lynn could guess even if he wasn’t fully attuned to Enchanting Demons.

"But you shouldn’t relax entirely, because if I summon you to serve me next time, I won’t hesitate to devour you completely, not leaving a bone. Be mentally prepared."

Lynn said, touching the Modest Witch’s head. It was unclear if it was consolation or a "declaration."

"Then... then we sisters shall await His Majesty’s favor..."

The Modest Witch stuttered slightly, feeling uncertain about her intentions, but happiness seemed prevalent.

"By the way, you’re nearly my magical companions, yet I don’t know your names."

Lynn said, scratching his head. He only knew the magical names Phantom gave them, not their actual names.

"We seven sisters have no names, or rather Modest Witch, Tolerant Witch... and so on are our names. You could say Joyful Witch is our collective name."

"Moreover, even if we had names, I wouldn’t tell them to His Majesty, for we are merely your concubines. You need only remember the seven Demon Kings. As for us... if you remember the joy we brought you, we would be very happy..."