Serena wore a simple black-iron armoured dress, squatting inside a small forest, roughly two hours from Hansberg. She blended in with the other knights, her hair neatly tied and rolled into a bun, wearing the Valkyrie uniform.
’I want to see my husband right now~ Ah, will he notice in this get-up?’
Thanks to the constant efforts from the dwarves, orcs and goblins in Luria, their black-iron goods, especially armours, could hide a person’s energy unless unleashed at a certain level or amount.
Of course, the Valkyrie knew it was her.
Otherwise, how would she keep them under control during the mission?
She would leave the difficult things up to her sisters; all Serena wanted to do was fight and sleep with her husband.
After a long ti of working hard, Serena beca a bad girl.
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anwhile, in the centre of the forest, surrounded by countless corpses.
Erika led the troops while wearing a different type of armour, much like the ones worn by Velvet, Levia and Vinea. She wore a wine-red armoured dress, while Selene and the knights all wore white dresses with black trim and armour.
Imprinted on each of their breastplates on front and back was the Lurian crest.
"All troops, gather!"
Erika’s proud voice rumbled through the forest. She’d wanted to et Asmodeus like the others, but remained here, knowing she wouldn’t be able to hold back. With the knowledge that she could et him later, she instead took the Valkyrie hunting, and in a few hours, they’d wiped out half the forest’s monsters.
"Tonight, our beloved Emperor shall be completing an important task and mission!"
These won always adored Asmodeus, from the mont they accepted his blood, or even before, when he displayed his strength countless tis. But thanks to the brainwashing and constant propaganda from Lumina and Serena, the Valkyrie took it several steps further than the Demon Knights or Royal Guard.
If Asmodeus had known about this secret force earlier, he might have snipped it in the bud.
Alas, because of his dedication to Brando and saving him.
He missed that chance.
"Prepare for light flight, B-Type weapons and the possibility of fighting Rank Two or Three enemies at least." Erika’s serious tone and deanour won the earnest respect of the Valkyrie because they believed she was one of them.
They followed the Empress, but served the Emperor.
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Back in the inn, Asmodeus closed his eyes while digesting the reports from his three wives. He glanced at the nervous Nerim who stood near the door wearing an elegant black dress with golden trim along the sides.
"So you plan to remain in the forest, and only fly when you receive my signal?"
He could understand why she wasn’t confident because Levia sat on his right thigh, while Vinea mirrored her on his left thigh. Velvet stood in front of him, leaning on the cheap bed with an expressionless face.
"Of course, husband. Suppose there is an explosion or a word from you. We will launch our assault in an instant!"
"Don’t be foolish." He then pinched both Levia’s and Vinea’s thighs. "You’ve just told it takes two hours to arrive, even flying at your highest speeds with a low level of burden! What if the ergency ends that soon? Did you not consider this?"
His deep voice reverberated through the room until it hit the walls.
Suddenly, a strange bubble that wrapped the entire room with glyphs across the surface jiggled, bouncing the sound waves back to create an echo.
’This soundproof magic is quite interesting. I should reward Alice when I go ho.’
Asmodeus glanced at Velvet, who avoided his gaze. She seed shocked, and he shouted at her, but this was important.
If this were soone else fighting, then two hours would be impossible to survive, but even for him, against that Abyssal hiding within Grundig, it might be difficult to last that long without going all out and throwing caution to the wind.
"Velvet, I am not mad at you. Look at ."
"N-No..."
He rarely saw her beco this embarrassed. Her little cheeks turned red as she lowered her face. It was too irresistible that he reached out and grabbed her chin, then lifted her to face his gaze. "Look at , Velvet."
"Forgive , husband."
"I don’t want your apologies. I know you worship and think I am so invincible force, but the enemies we face now are strong enough to bring us to our knees should we underestimate them and make fools of ourselves."
"Mm..."
"I am not mad, but worried."
"What if it were one of you, my beloved wives, fighting and I couldn’t arrive on ti, if sothing happened, I might go crazy with rage, fury and seek to destroy every living thing on this planet."
These weren’t normal words of comfort, but for Asmodeus and his wives, all of whom have lost a bit of their sanity, not to ntion being demons, this was akin to a passionate confession to Velvet and the two on his lap.
Her violet eyes shimred like gems as she glanced up at him. He brushed across her lips with his fingertip, then pulled her closer.
With a simple kiss, Velvet’s arms dangled loosely. Her body trembled from the sudden intimacy. She’d spent the past month training, working on her reflexes and combat sense, but she couldn’t react to his slow movents. Entrapped by the sweetness, she fell into his arms, enjoying the montary reward.
Not long after, their lips separated, and the dragon empress fluttered her long lashes in surprise and delight. "Husband, thank you."
"Shh, there’s no need. I will contact you early. If there is sothing amiss, I will set a teleportation array in this inn, so you can avoid flying. Have the little fox who snuck with you help you. Ah, but don’t let her know that I discovered her. Okay? We all know that Serena hates losing the most."
A surprising fact is that the woman who brought all his harem together and accepted them all would be the sorest loser of his entire harem.
Be it cards, sex, combat or cooking.
Serena hated to lose!
Like, really hated.
"Oh, and before you girls return, please greet your future sister. She’s quite shy, don’t intimidate her too much, alright?"
Velvet, who leaned against his chest, turned back, noticing the beautiful woman with vivid blue eyes, almond brown skin and soft pink hair tied in a loose, low ponytail.
"So, you’re Nerim. I see, not too bad." As Velvet’s purple and black scales shimred with a dark, sensual and eerie light. The blue scales of Nerim were more vibrant and soft, creating two different atmospheres. "I can’t dislike another woman with such pretty scales. Welco to the harem. I’m Velvet."
Without issue, Velvet smiled at the shy rmaid-kin and offered her hand.
Levia and Vinea tilted their necks, watching the extrely delicate and almost ethereal woman with slightly nervous gazes.
"I’m Levia, the servant and paladin of our dear master!"
"Call Vinea, I wield the divine demon blade Balmung for our husband."
Nerim stepped away from the door.
She noticed that no matter how scary these won appeared, if Asmodeus chose them, then she couldn’t hate them. It was more than their overwhelming aura for battle that shocked Nerim, who was a low-level fighter before joining this party and becoming his woman.
So she gave a polite bow to her ’elder sisters’ and smiled back at them.
"Welco, dear sisters, I am Nerim. What I lack in power, I make up for with sheer determination and grit!"
"Oh? I like the fla in her eyes. Are you willing to follow as your big sister?" Velvet chuckled. She’d been training Vinea, Erika, Levia, and a few other wives, who now referred to her as a big sister.
"Um?" Nerim tilted her head at first.
However, she saw Asmodeus nodding with a big smile, so she trusted him and decided to accept her offer.
"I don’t know how much I can offer or learn, but I am willing to accept your advice and guidance, big sister."
"What a nice girl, see I knew we could work with her!"
Velvet seed happy; that was enough for Asmodeus.
He gently squeezed her behind before leaning over her shoulder and blowing into her ear, causing the dragoness to quiver before he whispered. "Be good, go back and tell Erika about the plans, okay? I will make sure to reward you, girls, when we finish."
"Mm~ I’ll be good, husband." Velvet easily collapsed whenever he teased her.
Next, it was Levia and Vinea, both of whom wanted to stay longer; he could feel their urges and needs, but couldn’t stop now. Tonight, he would save Brando, Martha and then destroy the damned slave organisation.
If he lost focus or let his dick think, it would be dangerous.
He could only reach out and stroke their heads, enjoying the silky feeling of Levia’s black hair, while the rougher feel of Vinea’s brown curls.
"You both, be careful on the way back. Okay?"
"Of course."
"Anything for you."
These won were submissive to him, but he knew how harsh, violent and willful they were whenever things didn’t concern him. He just smiled at them and watched as Velvet stepped towards the window.
She looked back for a second before stopping. "I have the co-ordinates, don’t forget to let know when sothing happens, husband... also, it was really good to see you again, other than in the bedroom."
"True, but technically this is a bedroom too, haha."
"Hmph! The idiot has no delicacy! Just wait till we get ho, I’ll make sure to beat you once." Velvet huffed as her wings flicked, slowly unravelling as she shot through the window under the cover of darkness.
"See you later, don’t get hurt, master."
Levia followed, although he could feel she wanted to say more, he just smiled and let her go; sotis there just wasn’t enough ti.
Finally, Vinea rushed up and hugged him tight. "I missed you. Please be careful. I’ll rush to your side no matter what."
"Mm, thanks, Vinea. I love you too."
"Nn~"
She didn’t linger and quickly flew from the window with a flushed face. Asmodeus could only glance at Nerim, who looked confused, angry, and worried at the sa ti.
"How was eting so of your sisters?" He didn’t have sha; this was his life, why hide it from her?
"It’s a little overwhelming, but... I don’t hate it like I thought I would."
"Good, shall we make sure to send Vivi back to the others, then make the portal?"
"Sure, let get ready."
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