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Episode 12

“Ow… it hurts.”

Demon Lord’s research lab.

Rumaniel, who was hit directly by the magic she had set up to escape from Wangdo, bent her body and groaned in pain.

Among the Mazoku, who have exceptional recovery abilities compared to other races, she possessed a recovery ability that could be considered transcendent.

The external wounds that had been inflicted were already completely healed by the time she returned to the Demon Lord’s castle. However, it seemed like it would take more time to recover from internal injuries.

Even if it takes time, resting for a few days should help her get better.

“Tsk tsk. That’s why you should also know your limits.”

“…I had no choice. All the ones gathered there were really strong.”

Seeing her friend, who rarely spoke weakly, Demon Lord Rumaniel, who was in charge of research and development at the Demon Lord’s castle, handed her medicine from the shelf.

“Drink this. It will alleviate some of the pain.”

“Thank you…”

At times like this, Aisha touched her forehead, thinking that she looked just like when she was young.

As a Demon Lord, Rumaniel usually spoke and acted authoritatively towards her subordinates, but she came to her own research lab to treat her wounds instead of going to the infirmary because she felt her authority was not respected.

Since she could only show this side of herself to her friend, she understood. However, watching her endure the pain with a grimace sometimes brought an indescribable sense of pity.

“Sigh. Drink that and go to your room to rest. Your body will heal within a few days, so don’t worry.”

In fact, Wangdo had infiltrated half-prepared to die. Since it ended like this, she decided not to nag anymore.

However, instead of returning to her room, Rumaniel suddenly started twisting her body.

“Ugh. Hey, Aisha.”

“What?”

“…What should I talk about with a man?”

“What?”

Aisha, who was about to ask why she was suddenly talking nonsense, then recalled the existence of someone else’s husband that her friend had kidnapped and became even more bewildered.

“What are you talking about out of the blue! Don’t freeze the topic on kidnapping! Just grab him and throw him in!”

“That’s… barbaric!”

“Don’t act like a little boy just because you’re a grown woman! It’s annoying!”

Aisha, the brainy professor of the demon realm who had never had a shadow of a man in her life, expelled the Demon Lord in anger.

—

When I opened my eyes, I saw a strange ceiling.

Although my whole body ached as if it would fall apart, feeling pain meant that I was alive for now.

Feeling slightly groggy, I sat up, feeling something foreign below. I pushed aside the blanket covering me.

My ankles were bound by thick iron chains connected to the wall.

“It must not be Layla.”

The reason I was convinced that it wasn’t the doing of my possessive and jealous wife was the location.

I didn’t know where this was or whose bed I had been lying in, but judging by the room’s style, at least it wouldn’t be from the Dweor Kingdom.

“If my wife were to chain me, it would definitely be at Bell’s mansion.”

Therefore, after concluding that it wasn’t Layla, I observed the room.

The atmosphere of the room was elegant yet clean. Although it seemed empty due to the lack of decorations, it gave off an impression of austerity.

Other than that, there were no particular features, so the problem was the lack of information to understand the situation.

“My body seems to have been treated by someone and is being taken care of quite politely.”

Scratching my head, I lay back down again.

If thinking doesn’t lead to an answer to a problem, it’s meaningless to ponder. It was much better to wait until the owner of the room or the entity that had confined me returned.

The wait was not long. Shortly after waking up, the door opened, and someone appeared.

“You woke up earlier than expected. No, considering the time it took to get here, did you wake up late?”

The one who came in was not a meat girl, but the demon king who had appeared in the royal palace. Indeed, when calculated by elimination, there was no one else but the demon king.

“You seem calm. Aren’t you surprised?”

“I am surprised. Enough.”

I could guess the reason for my kidnapping. In short, it was about needing a warhorse.

“Looking at that face, it seems like you know what I want, but you don’t seem to be begging or pleading.”

“Of course.”

I will definitely return to Layla’s side. Honestly, I didn’t have any fear or feeling of being overwhelmed because my principles were often different from others.

Of course, I don’t want to be with any woman other than my wife, but the mindset of sacrificing my life to keep my honor did not exist in me.

Surviving and meeting my wife again was much more important.

“I understand that you can’t resist. If you want, do as you please.”

Even in a fully prepared state, it was impossible to win in my current physical condition against an opponent with slim chances.

For now, I’ll pretend to comply with the demands, recover my strength, and plan to escape. But first, I’ll have to break these damn sturdy-looking chains.

“Hmm.”

The demon king climbed onto the bed. Lying above me, he looked down at me.

It was objectively a beautiful face, but I felt nothing. Deep down, I was pleased with this fact, so the demon king unexpectedly spoke.

“Indeed, doing things by force doesn’t make the heart willing.”

“?”

Although I had been forcibly kidnapped, I decided to stay quiet since whatever the reason was, not complying seemed like the better option.

As the demon king got off the bed and left, he said,

“We have time. Let’s start by subduing your mind to suit Jim’s tastes.”

Brainwashing or using drugs, perhaps? If it’s poison, I might endure somehow, but if it’s another method, since I haven’t experienced it, I can’t be sure.

I have no choice but to endure with all my strength.

—

“So you left on your own after setting the mood in your room and couldn’t go back, so you came back here?”

“…Shut up.”

Aisha, who hadn’t even thought of teasing further, resumed her previous advice to take a break, and Lumaniel sat down seriously on the bed in the corner of the lab, deep in thought.

‘Why is this so difficult?’

At first, she didn’t find it difficult at all. She had heard about a very strong man from Peronica and kept it in mind, approaching him by chance when she saw him in the royal capital.

It was easy to recognize that he was the man Peronica had talked about. With his height, physique, and strong body, not recognizing him would have been difficult.

The test she casually conducted at the restaurant exceeded expectations. She immediately thought it was him and planned to bring him later, but she was surprised when he appeared in the royal palace.

By this point, it felt almost fated, so she brought him without hesitation. Returning to the demon castle, she felt slightly excited by the firm touch she had while carrying him.

‘But why on earth do I lose control when I’m in front of that man?’

When she climbed onto the bed, she thought her heart would burst. Luckily, due to her experience of acting dignified, she didn’t show her true self, which could have been embarrassing.

‘If I knew this would happen, should I have taken more interest in men?’

Like typical demons, Lumaniel had trained hard since childhood to become a demon king.

In the process, many demons dropped out and hit a wall in despair, but enjoying battles, Lumaniel never gave up.

Finally overcoming trials, she had unknowingly become a demon king.

Acting was difficult, but there was a clear sense of duty as a demon. So I’ve lived without looking back, but in this situation, I sometimes wondered if it would have been better to turn my head.

“No. That man is different from ordinary men, so he wouldn’t have been much help.”

Then what should I do? Ruminel, faced with a new challenge in life, was deep in thought when the inexperienced Aisha approached and said, “If you need tools for brainwashing or drugs to stimulate excitement forcibly, I have some.”

“I don’t need it! Why do you even have such things?”

Although lacking credibility at the point of kidnapping another woman’s husband, Demon Lord Ruminel was monogamous.

For now.

—

After completing rigorous training, Chris returned to hear unbelievable news.

“The Demon Lord brought someone… who?”

“They said he’s the husband of Leila Bell, the daughter of Bell… Hey, where are you going!”

Ignoring Seraphia’s words, Chris ran towards the Demon Lord’s room at the top of the Demon Castle.

“Edward! Edward! Edward!”

He thought they wouldn’t meet for a while after escaping from Bell Manor. The idea of reuniting so quickly was unimaginable, causing Chris to lose control.

“Edward! Edward! Edward!”

Despite being a plunderer, desiring another demon, especially the Demon Lord’s man, was an unforgivable sin.

It was something that could not be ignored logically, but Chris, who was not in his right mind due to the possibility of meeting Edward again, couldn’t even consider such an obvious thing.

“Edward! Edward! Edward!”

Chris arrived at the Demon Lord’s room in one breath and opened the door without hesitation.

There he was. Edward, lying on the bed, looked up slightly with surprised rabbit eyes as he gazed at Chris.

“Oh, Edward!”

“Chris? You, in the Demon Lord’s…?”

Ecstatic. Overjoyed.

That he was in Edward’s eyes.

Feeling an unbearable thrill at the thought of being in his eyes, Chris rushed towards Edward.

To rush, to do.

“Are you crazy, girl? How dare you touch what belongs to the Demon Lord?”

His neck was grabbed. Feeling a distant sensation of death, Chris immediately turned his head at the thought of not being able to see Edward if he died.

“Oh, no, Your Majesty! I didn’t mean to! I just came to see my old family!”

“Family? …Ah.”

The Demon Lord’s aura softened slightly. Despite this, feeling still suspicious, Chris quickly continued speaking.

“I sincerely apologize for trying to enter the Demon Lord’s room without permission out of excitement! But I never intended to take anything from the Demon Lord!”

Having thrown away all dignity and pride, the Demon Lord seemed somewhat uncertain.

Seeing this, Edward, who didn’t want to see Chris die, added, “I understand what you’re imagining, but she’s my wife. Or maybe that’s the culture among demons?”

“Tsk.”

Throwing the woman he held onto the corridor, the Demon Lord warned Chris with a serious tone.

“If you try this again, I’ll kill you on the spot.”

“Yes, yes! I’ll keep that in mind!”

The Demon Lord glanced at Chris one last time, then went inside and closed the door. Standing up from the floor, Chris gritted his teeth while staring at the door.

The door opened again.

“Did you just grit your teeth?”

“N-no! I apologize!”

Chris fled in embarrassment.

Swearing never to forget today, despite swallowing his shame.