Chapter 134: Taming the Pink-Haired Girl

Succubus Queen Gremory.

She’s the pink-haired succubus who infiltrated my dream two years ago and warned me not to get close with Camilla.

Back then, she was just an incorporeal, illusory being, so I couldn’t help but let her go, but now her true form was right before my eyes.

It was literally a golden opportunity.

Moreover, this bitch openly committed the very act I had explicitly forbidden.

By bribing an official from the Governor-General’s office for entertainment, no less.

Her crime was bad in many ways.

As soon as she spotted my face in the room, her own turned pale and the corners of her mouth trembled.

“Ah, H-hellooo…”

“Welcome. Seeing me in person for the first time, right?”

“Y-you look even better in person.”

“Uh, I hear that a lot.”

As I said that, I patted the seat next to me.

Gremory then scurried over and sat down.

“Sir, shall I pour you a drink?”

“No, rather, I should be the one pouring for you.”

As I said that, I handed Gremory a glass and poured her a generous amount of whiskey.

“This will be the last drink you have in this world.”

Tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-

Gremory’s hand, holding the glass, began to shake severely, as if she had Parkinson’s.

This must be why people desire power.

To think that the opponent who used to act so arrogantly would be groveling like this.

I poured the whiskey generously, unconcerned whether her glass shook or not, and said:

“Drink.”

Gremory remained silent for a moment, then hastily set the glass down on the table and knelt before me.

“Sir, please listen to me! It wasn’t like that!”

Holding the glass she had refused to drink, I asked:

“Did you know succubi were selling themselves using Ozma’s face? Or didn’t you?”

Gremory moved her lips slightly, then answered in a small voice:

“…I knew.”

“Then did you know the Governor-General’s office banned selling themselves using famous faces?”

“…I knew.”

“So you have nothing more to say, right?”

After saying that, I poured whiskey trickle-trickle-trickle onto her head.

The red liquor streamed down her forehead and jawline.

You might think it’s a waste since it’s all money, but unfortunately, my wealth is like the ocean right now; scooping out a bucketful wouldn’t even make a dent.

Besides, I’m the Chief Financial Officer, so my salary is quite substantial.

Though she was receiving humiliating treatment in a humiliating position, Gremory silently endured the shame.

Still, she seems capable of reading the room.

I might be smiling on the outside, but honestly, I’m pretty pissed off.

I placed the empty glass on the table and said:

“I won’t waste words. Make a list of everyone who committed illegal activities and bring it all to me.”

“…In our establishment, we do not collect personal information for customer privacy.”

“Really? That’s a bit different from what I know.”

With a serious expression, I got down from my chair to match eye level with her as she knelt.

“Haven’t I seen girls working in the flesh trade collecting personal details of their clients to use later, once or twice?”

I said to her in a low voice:

“Right now, what’s hanging by your neck isn’t just your life, but everyone on this street. Honestly, I want to wipe them all out.”

I stood up again and warned her:

“Bring it within 10 minutes. If you try to run, I’ll tell the Demon King and have your entire clan wiped out.”

Gremory nodded, trembling shiver-shiver-shiver.

“Move.”

I dismissed her with a nod of my chin.

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Succubus Queen Gremory.

She was an ambitious woman.

That’s why she led her clan to Oz, which was like a new world, and started the flesh trade.

With a succubus’s abilities, she could easily control mere humans as she pleased.

Brothel revenue and her own influence increased with each passing day.

Naturally, humans began bowing their heads and coming under her command.

Gremory considered it only natural.

She believed herself, being noble, to be a demon worthy of praise.

However, that arrogance crossed a line that shouldn’t have been crossed.

To earn more money, she indiscriminately projected whoever the customers wanted into their dreams, without properly following the Governor-General’s directives.

As the saying goes, ‘long tails get caught.’ Busy earning money and neglecting to keep her mouth shut, disaster struck her establishment as a result.

The Demon King’s hunting dog, Patraash.

Two years ago, when I first met him, I thought he was an insignificant man, but he became a hero to the demons by single-handedly conquering Oz, which was like the demons’ wish.

Moreover, he is also the fiancé of Princess Ozma, the Demon King’s daughter.

It was literally like a smooth path had unfolded before him.

No matter how much she was the leader of the succubi, even as the Succubus Queen, she couldn’t help but be outranked.

Right now, she had no choice but to unconditionally bow down.

‘Camilla, you lucky bitch. To snag a man like that beforehand.’

Ruminating on the humiliation of her situation, worse than her niece’s, she diligently gathered the customer list kept in the safe.

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Gremory returned about 8 minutes later.

“You’re not late.”

As I said that and tapped my wristwatch, Gremory handed over the black file folder she was holding with a subservient smile.

“Of course, I have to keep time. It’s someone’s request.”

“It wasn’t a request, it was an order.”

As I acted picky saying that, Gremory played it off, saying, “Ho ho, was it?”

She seemed to think she could see a way out now.

It was her freedom to think whatever she wanted, so I had no intention of pointing it out.

As I scanned the names written in the customer list one by one, I discovered a few familiar names and my eyes lit up.

They were the Royalist figures who had recently been causing Ozma headaches.

They acted all noble outwardly, but behind the scenes, they seemed to have been coming here for entertainment.

Sinister old geezers, like them.

Do you like succubi that much?

After scanning the file folder from beginning to end at high speed, I tucked it under my arm.

Gremory asked with a surprised expression:

“You’re going to take that?”

“Confiscation is the standard procedure for this kind of data. Just give it up quietly.”

“Still, it’s our customer list, maybe make at least one copy…”

I asked Gremory:

“Why should I? Is there any reason I should cater to the demands of lawbreakers? Insulting the Governor is a crime punishable by death.”

Gremory was left speechless.

“Honestly, I want to tear your limbs apart right now, but know that I’m holding back out of respect for the Demon King. If this wasn’t considered important as a national project, I would have wiped you out long ago.”

Saying that, I tapped Gremory’s head twice with the file folder, waved my hand, and said:

“Then I’m leaving. Thanks for the drinks. …Oh, right, I forgot one thing.”

As I muttered that, I said towards Gremory’s back:

“You’ll be facing an intense tax audit from now on, so you’re in for some trouble.”

Gremory’s already pale face turned even paler.

“Sir, please, just once, have mercy!”

“Uh~ Fuck off~”

As I said that, I raised my middle finger.

“If you didn’t like it, you should have followed the law from the beginning.”

This is for Camilla, whom she tormented.

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That night.

When I returned home and told Camilla about Gremory, she gave me a thumbs-up with a blank expression.

“You did well. Auntie should have been taught a lesson like that at least once.”

“What kind of woman is your aunt?”

Camilla nonchalantly unleashed her criticism:

“She’s the furthest thing from an ideal wife. She can’t cook, can’t do laundry, and hates children. Yet, she loves luxury, always adorning herself with expensive jewelry and clothes. She’s all style and no substance.”

Perhaps she had accumulated quite a bit of resentment since childhood, as the intensity of her criticism was quite high.

Well, even in my eyes, she was an annoying bitch, so how much worse must Camilla have felt, being related by blood?

On the other hand, Ozma wore a strange expression upon learning that people were requesting her face at the succubus brothel.

“Are there people who look at me with that kind of gaze besides you?”

“Have confidence, Ozma. You’ve become incredibly beautiful, unlike in the past.”

“No, that’s kind of you to say, but honestly, I can’t really imagine it. What’s so good about a tomboy like me?”

Rather, that tomboyish aspect is precisely what’s good, but since it seemed unnecessary to explain, I held back my words.

Instead, I informed her about the punishment for those involved in illegal activities at Melusine.

“I’ve decided to send everyone involved there to prison. Releasing them on bail is out of the question; I plan to process all of them for insulting the Governor. Several high nobles are implicated, so it will be a major incident.”

“Well, won’t you handle it well? You wouldn’t do anything bad to me.”

Ozma said that, rubbing her shoulder as if tired.

I quickly ran over, massaged her shoulder, and said:

“Of course. That’s what supporting your husband means.”

The time was fast approaching to purge the Royalists, the cancerous existence within the nation, in large numbers.