Upon hearing the Humble Witch’s words, Lynn fell into a moment of silence.

He didn’t know what to say at this moment. Sympathize with them? It didn’t seem quite appropriate.

But they didn’t even have basic names, just code names given by the Phantom, not much different from girls named "Recruit Girl" in those days.

The key is that they have all long grown into demons now. Even though he is their shared man, it’s not very suitable for him to give them names...

The Humble Witch was clearly a good girl who understood the Demon Intent well. Seeing Lynn’s expression, she had a clear insight into his mind.

"Demon Emperor, don’t feel bad about anything. We just don’t have insignificant names. In reality, our days have been good. The Demon King has loved us greatly. From childhood to adulthood, we never had to do any work. Although we came from humble beginnings, we lived like noble ladies. And now she has offered us to the greatest, and... also the most handsome and robust Demon Emperor. We are very satisfied."

Looking at the Humble Witch’s serious demeanor, Lynn knew she wasn’t just saying things against her will.

Since they themselves didn’t mind, if he continued to fuss about it, it would make him seem pretentious.

"No matter what you think, I’ll treat you well. Although taking you in was because of my beautiful fantasy of the Enchanting Demon, for each specific demon, as long as you become my wife, I will cherish you all my life without distinction."

As Lynn spoke, he held the Humble Witch a little tighter, while not forgetting to shout outside—

"You’ve been eavesdropping for half a day, come in."

With those words, the remaining six Joyful Witches hesitantly came into the room, looking enviously at the Humble Witch being held affectionately by Lynn.

"If you want, come one by one. After all, there’s still time before dark."

Lynn smiled and invited them.

...

...

By evening, a grand celebration feast was held at the Demon Emperor Palace.

Almost all the notable demons in the Demon Realm attended. As for those who didn’t attend, they were no longer notable.

The Illidan Demon Emperor made a brief appearance midway through the banquet, followed by Demon King Ilya, who looked every bit an Empress. He didn’t give any leader’s speech, just returned a toast to all the demons and hurried back to the inner palace.

It was clear that after his great victory, he wanted to lay back and enjoy life. But that was fine; with the gains from this battle, the enemy demons wouldn’t be a threat for at least five hundred years.

After leaving the banquet scene, Lynn went straight back to his bedchamber. By this time, the seven Joyful Witches had each returned to their palaces, and his bedchamber had once again become as cold and gloomy as a shut-in’s bedroom.

But he didn’t mind, for he was preparing to return home, where his fragrant, soft wife and adorable daughter could warm his body and soul.

Before leaving, he had explained to his seven demon wives that he would come by occasionally, but generally wouldn’t stay long since he was pretending to be a demon but was truly human.

Quickly locating the refreshed Demon Mirror, Lynn looked back with a hint of reluctance, then stepped into the spatial portal it unfolded.

After a dizzying interdimensional teleportation, Lynn once again stepped onto the land of the Miracle World.

Although this trip to the Demon Realm lasted only three days, with so much happening, it felt like a long time.

After a simple grooming, Lynn directly returned to his warm little nest.

The Lynn residence was as lively as it was when he was there, given the presence of children and cats, joy was never lacking.

However, Natasha lay listlessly on the sofa, her pair of pale feet dangling and swaying, amusing the pupiled Little Flower on the ground.

If one didn’t know it was a female cat and sterilized, one could easily mistake it for a successful reincarnation of a perverted foot fetishist.

"Gujie, don’t eat too much. If you get fatter, you won’t be able to run away when Little Flower hits you."

Vivian, pouring cat food into Gujie’s bowl, advised the chubby ginger cat earnestly while watching it.

Gujie glanced at his owner, flicked his tail slightly, as if saying he didn’t understand.

"Mommy, mommy! Daddy seems to be back, I can smell him!"

Just then, Little Yuna hurriedly ran out of the room and shook Vivian’s arm, spilling the cat food.

However, it was okay. Gujie would not waste food; as long as it was tasty, even if it had fallen to the ground or into Little Flower’s mouth, it would dare to extract it and eat it.

"Lynn has returned? Where is he, where is he!"

Before Vivian could respond, Natasha, who was lying on the couch, suddenly sprang up and, in one leap, dashed over to Little Yuna, intending to drag her outside.

"Don’t rush, Natasha Mommy; Daddy is already outside at the door, and he has the key. We don’t need to open the door."

Little Yuna, grabbed tight by Natasha Mommy’s strong grip, could only turn her head to indicate outside the door.

"Click"

At this moment, the sound of the door lock opening was timely heard. Natasha’s face brightened with joy, and without a word, she dashed outside.