episode_0366

While Siron was refreshingly draining water, on another floor.

“What kind of fuss is this? Encia, please explain.”

“Maid leader, listen to me! They really think it’s over, that it’s really over?”

Encia complained of injustice and explained the situation, and soon Yuma’s sharp gaze fell on the maids.

A great commotion occurred in the middle of the night.

It is also common for the once dull castle to become bustling when the master visits the castle. Moreover, perhaps because he was no longer living alone, Yuma often turned a blind eye to the maids’ deviations.

However, this incident crossed the line too far.

“Today is the day the master put an end to his long fight. But what about a rebellion on such an auspicious day?”

“Yuma! Don’t just listen to Encia, listen to our story!”

I wonder if the excitement of the commotion has subsided yet. Ophelia, the main participant in the commotion, protested fiercely.

“…What is there to listen to? Isn’t it true that you caused that uproar?”

Yuma’s eyebrows furrowed.

Ophelia had been passive and didn’t do much, but today there was something… active and a different vibe.

“Then, Mr. Yuma, do you think it’s okay for you to hang out with that dirty bitch?”

Is that why? Yuma could not help but be taken aback by the logic that was coming at him with such force.

“…What, what?”

“So. That bitch smells like sewage and gives me goosebumps so I can’t even look at her for long. I’m cuddled up with a master who deserves to be worshiped!”

Perhaps because of her momentum, Ophelia’s words gained even more force. You can clearly feel the energy of anger by looking at the burning eyes.

That’s because even though the riots stopped, they only literally stopped, and the feeling of wanting to go on a rampage did not go away.

“500 years ago, they tricked our race into participating in the war with sweet words. This is a bitch who got stabbed in the back by taking advantage of a subject she took advantage of to her heart’s content.

“…That’s right.”

“Yes? Then don’t you feel strange? A bitch who will be torn limb from limb and burned in hell? huh? Do you want to monopolize the love of a master that I have never tasted before and enjoy a full course of pregnancy pleasure?!”

Ophelia is the devil. Now that the contract has been relaxed, I don’t feel particularly dependent on Yuma.

If it weren’t for the hard work that played a central role in reviving the Yuma race, their respect would have stopped long ago.

“Or is that it? Yuma, you already tried it and it’s okay… Is this it?”

The eyes of the maids, including Ophelia, turned to the pregnant belly. Yuma blushed and hastily covered his stomach.

“What nonsense are you talking about?!”

The voice of denial was completely overturned. The opposite of Yuma, who was usually noble and calm. That’s how Yuma couldn’t completely deny Ofelia’s words.

“Me too… I also longed for the complete annihilation of the Demon God. No matter how much I lost my strength and fell to the lowest level, just like you said, I still wanted to suffer forever in the fire of hell.”

Lips quivering. Emotions that have not yet been resolved are boiling inside. Yuma may have the greatest negative feelings toward demons, so Ophelia’s every word was no different from the devil’s whisper. but,

“But, the passage of time was really scary.”

It was too late to shake.

“Time? Are you pretending to be the oldest right now?”

“…Roseline, what kind of rude thing is that?”

“Then what is it?”

Yuma cleared his throat lightly in response to the heavy questions on his face.

“Because once I saw his face, I didn’t think anything of it.”

“Are you saying that hatred has been worn away by the wind and waves?”

“To be more precise, I thought it was okay now.”

Yuma smiled faintly and stroked his swollen stomach.

500 years ago. Revenge on the demon god who betrayed his people. For him, Yuma at the time could do anything. The horn was broken, but the heart was not broken. He served hostile humans, established a family, and traveled around the continent to gather demons.

I literally did anything.

So much so that I have no regrets.

“Hehe. Revenge is more vain than I thought.”

“What kind of bullshit is that?”

“Listen first, Roselyn.”

Yuma raised his voice with force as if he wanted everyone to hear him.

” Master brought the girl called Demon God’s Remnants, and the emotion I felt when we met face to face was truly empty. Ah, it’s really over… What should I live for now… Shouldn’t I find another purpose…? This is the so-called new future!”

‘A new future. It’s a good sound. A bright, golden future for me and your child to live in…’

“Even if you say it while stroking your stomach, it’s not persuasive.”

“Don’t you just want to get away from all the headaches and focus on raising children?”

Dorothy and Ophelia, as well as the rest of the maids, looked confused at the long speech.

That’s because it was Yuma who was most passionate about revenge over the past 500 years.

Even though they are united by a grudge, they are all very different demons. Since they have to stay in the castle for hundreds of years and do nothing but look after their children, it is not uncommon for them to burn out or whine that they don’t want to do anything.

It’s a shame because it was tied to a contract, it’s a plan that went wrong a long time ago.

…On the other hand, Yuma’s will to keep the 30 maids together was stronger than anyone else’s.

In her later years, she became lustful for Siron Prien and spread her crotch, but until then, she played the role of an ideal nanny to the extent that it was hard to imagine that she was a devil.

-Oh my, my. What is that?

-The baby has grown into a complete female.

-Aren’t you just going crazy?

-That’s complete dementia…

But what does it mean now?

Yuma’s face, as he pats his stomach and talks about the future, is so benevolent that there is no trace of negativity.

“Anyway!”

Yuma cut off the outpouring of backstory.

“Everyone, let’s stop and think about what to do next. Even if it’s not Master’s order, your life isn’t over now, is it?”

“But… even if you do that suddenly…”

Ophelia lowered her head sullenly.

Is this what they said about revenge being futile? Maybe I had lived passively for so long that I didn’t know what to do even when I regained my freedom.

About 10 years ago, Ophelia lived freely in the empire thanks to Siron, but that was Ophelia as a faithful servant, not [Ophelia of the Iron Rose].

Ophelia is also confused, but the other maids are not much different.

While they picture a rosy future with faces full of excitement, most people live greedily and cruelly even when told to live as they please in the past.

Sigh…

Even if he regained his freedom, he hated fighting against the paladins like before, so drawing the future was quite a headache.

“Heh.”

The sound of laughter echoing at that time. The eyes of the maids who were wrapping their heads turned towards the direction of the sound.

One side of the room.

It was Lucia, with her arms crossed and her head slightly lowered. She raised her head slightly as her gaze focused, and a smug smile appeared on her face.

“Oh my, I never wanted to get this much attention.”

“When did Miss Lucia… Or rather, why are you smiling?”

“Well, I thought the time had finally come.”

What do you mean, the time has come?

The maids simultaneously tilted their heads at the sudden sound.

The same goes for Encia and Yuma. It was so non-existent that I wondered when on earth he came in, and when I thought about it carefully, my curiosity about the woman who came with me came to mind too late.

“You still don’t know. Do I really have to spoon-feed you from one to ten?”

“…What are you talking about, lady? Now that I think about it, why did you come here? What is the woman you were with earlier, and she was with you?”

“Tsk tsk tsk.”

In response to Encia’s question, Lucia lifted her index finger and clicked her tongue. If it weren’t for the girl he had taken care of since childhood, he looked so insolent that he would have beaten honey chestnuts until they formed lumps.

“Guys. In life, the answer is surprisingly close at hand.”

“What is that…”

“That’s how I lived. There are times when I wander, but in the end, should I say it’s a return to origin…?”

What kind of bullshit is this? The thirty-one-year-old maid was bewildered by Lucia’s nonsense.

Lucia was 23 years old. It is almost absurd to see a girl who is no better than a lump of blood discussing life in front of these women who have lived not only thousands, but tens of thousands of years. (Of course, Yuma knew Lucia’s identity, but he had the same thought as everyone else that Lucia was saying things out of context.)

“You can have sex with Siron, right?”

Lucia, enjoying the pouring attention, opened her mouth.

“I had sex with Siron and got pregnant. And then give birth to a child and raise it well.”

“… Indeed. Those are words worthy of a young lady.”

“How about it? Wouldn’t this be a great goal?”

“It means that you are a young person who overestimates your short life.”

“I am not young…”

‘No, this is a bit strange.’

Yes, there were better words than this.

“I am Kylie.”

Words spoken refreshingly. Then Dorothy’s brows narrowed.

“What is it all of a sudden?”

“…I am Kylie.”

I said it again because I thought you didn’t hear it, but the reactions of Dorothy and others were no different.

“What should I do?”

“……”

A rather cold answer heard in the crowd. Lucia’s relaxed expression, which had always been polite, collapsed.

Revealing my identity, which I practiced in front of the mirror whenever I had free time. So, I adjusted the weight in a way that didn’t suit me, but for some reason the maids’ reaction was bland.

“What, don’t you want to play? I’m Kylie? Kylie, the hero who subdued the demon god 500 years ago?!”

“…I see.”

“Yes, it’s surprising.”

“Well, even though he was so young, there were aspects of him that didn’t suit his age.”

“Hmm… That’s enough.”

“But who was Kylie?”

“You know that. A person who became friends with a demonic spirit but couldn’t finish it properly.”

“Huh? Then it’s not a big deal?”

“You are even more amazing.”

“But, if Lady Lucia is Kylie, then what is a master?”

“Aren’t you a god?”

“…”

Lucia’s face became tearful.

Isn’t this it?

“Why is everyone suddenly talking about poetry? No, of course I told you to have sex with Shiron… but isn’t it more shocking to hear that I’m Kylie?”

“No… It’s surprising…”

Encia pursed her lips in embarrassment. Even now, Lucia seems to have lost her soul and is without a trace, and it seemed like if I chose the wrong words here, Lucia would just ascend to heaven.

“Honestly, even if you reveal it now that it’s all over, there’s no real response…”

“To…”

“Why didn’t you reveal it sooner? I think I would have been very surprised if that had happened.”

-More than that, I want to talk about sex with you.

-I think it’s a better idea than I thought.

-But when can we have sex?

-Can’t we just go up now?

While Lucia was half-opening her mouth, the maids each started talking about what they were interested in.

At that time, Yuma came up next to Lucia.

“I also had no idea that Lady Lucia would reveal her identity like this.”

“Yuma! No matter how evil they are, why are they reacting like this? Something strange happened?!”

“I don’t know about that… Now that I think about it, I didn’t have time, so I didn’t let the master taste my milk.”

“…”

“Yes. If possible, I would like to help you with masturbation and give you my milk.”

My chest feels warm and wet. Breast milk leaking out due to pleasant imagination. Yuma’s heart heated up.