My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten Chapter 345: Accepting Changes

The fairy Queen didn't answer right away.

Her wings slowly folded as she landed back on the ground.

The fairies behind her stayed quiet, waiting for her to decide.

She looked down at the water with a serious look on her face.

Asher didn't say anything. He looked away, not because he was shy, but because she was just that beautiful.

In terms of looks alone, she was easily the most stunning woman he had ever seen.

Everything about her was magical. Her hair was a mix of colors, changing softly like a moving rainbow.

Her eyes were just as strange—they looked like swirling paint, always in motion, never settling.

Then there was her skin, glowing faintly.

She was made of pure energy, which ant that if he were to sleep with her, the sensation could surpass anything he experienced with Hailey or Index

'Is it just or did I beco more perverted?'

(Brat, it's normal. After doing it repeatedly with that other half-dragon, you were bound to change. You'd be impotent and retarded if you stayed the sa.)

(And don't worry, I already figured that you like that rainbow girl when you offered to give her a territory. You're really acting like so wealthy bigshot, buying your way into a woman's heart.) Pantheon chuckled.

Asher didn't like being made fun of, but he couldn't deny the truth.

"This is your dragon bloodline's fault. I started changing after I beca like a horny beast like you." he shot back.

Pantheon chuckled; his voice tinged with amusent.

(Blaming your bloodline now? How convenient. But let's not pretend you weren't already heading down this path before that. Power changes everyone, whether it's from blood or choice.)

"Forget it," he sighed and focused back on her.

The longer he stared, the harder he started wanting to sleep with her.

What surprised him even more was that, unlike Hailey—who always tried to tempt him-- the fairy queen didn't show even a hint of interest.

She just looked at him normally, like he was no different from anyone else despite witnessing his overwhelming power.

And that only made him want to conquer her even more.

'Maybe I should start enjoying my life a bit?'

While he struggled to keep his emotions in check, she stayed focused on the offer.

As a fairy, she had little interest in sexual desires.

Her kind was asexual by nature and entirely female, so they never had an opposite sex to learn from.

But that didn't an they couldn't reproduce or engaged in sex. Fairies had the necessary organs, but they rarely use it.

In fact, there were records of fairies mating with humans, but it all ended with their partners drained of their energy and killed outright.

Because of this, there was a ti when fairies were mistaken for succubi.

However, unlike demons, fairies drained and killed humans much faster, leaving no ti for them to even enjoy their last breath.

'Should I accept the offer?'

She could feel it—the land wasn't the sa anymore.

The warmth in the ground was fading. The trees were slower to respond. The air didn't carry the sa energy it once did.

Her people didn't see it as clearly, but she did. The world was slowly dying.

Leaving would feel like giving up on who they were.

But if they stayed, they would die for sure.

Her chest tightened.

The demon world sounded like a dangerous place.

Full of strange energy, loud power, and unknown dangers.

And yet, the man in front of her—this Overlord—offered help without asking for anything.

And that scared her more than any threat would.

-When sothing is free, you are the product.-

She looked at her people.

So stared at him with wide eyes. So looked afraid. Others looked at her, silently asking what they should do.

She took a slow breath and raised her head again. "If I say yes... what happens to our land?"

"I will turn it into a sanctuary for humans," he quickly responded.

She frowned slightly. "Then why not make it a sanctuary for us instead?"

He shook his head. "I can't do that. The spell to create the sanctuary needs stable natural energy. Beings that absorb energy from nature, like you, would disrupt the balance."

Asher wasn't lying. He was speaking with Pantheon in his mind at the sa ti, so he understood how fairies lived.

They needed a constant flow of energy to survive. What made it worse was that the energy they released took ti for the environnt to recycle compared to another organism.

It wouldn't be much of a problem if they lived in an area with a constant overflow of concentrated energy.

But if they were inside an artificial sanctuary, they would drain it dry in just a few months, defeating the whole purpose.

"If we follow you to the demon world, do we beco part of your army?"

"No. I don't rely on such things. I'm powerful enough on my own."

She couldn't help but agree with his logic. Against absolute power, an army would only be a burden.

Why bother sending an army when you could obliterate your enemy with a single attack strong enough to wipe out entire nations?

Only those truly strong could say such a thing.

"Then what will our purpose be in the demon world? I refuse to believe you're doing this just because you're pure-hearted." She raised her voice slightly.

Him, not asking for anything in return was actually starting to work against him

(Brat, just give her a good reason and be done with it.)

Asher sighed and stared at her. He really couldn't think of anything to say, and if it was too easy, she wouldn't believe him either.

"I want you to be my wife," he announced.

Mirelyn's eyes widened. She quickly covered her chest with one hand and her lower half with the other.

"So, you're here because of my body?" Her voice turned cold.

Asher's face stayed calm. "No, it's not just that."

"Then what is it?" Her tone sharpened. Her wings twitched with anger. "Why would you offer sothing like that? Why would you want as your wife? You don't even know ."

Asher wanted to slap himself for being too blunt. He needed to give her a proper answer.

"If you beco my wife, you'll also beco the queen of the demon world. That would give you and your people another layer of protection. Think of it as a political marriage."

She narrowed her eyes. "So, you're not after my body?"

Silence hung between them for a mont.

"Well, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to you," he admitted. "But I won't force anything if you're not interested. So, how about you decide now? I've got a sanctuary to build."

"I..." She hesitated for a few seconds before nodding. "I agree to your offer but promise you won't do anything to without my consent."

"I promise." He raised his hand and offered a handshake.

Mirelyn stepped closer, and the mont their skin touched, a surge of pleasure coursed through her.

The purity and abundance of his energy overwheld her, causing her rainbow-like aura to swirl wildly.

Asher felt his energy begin to drain, but it wasn't enough to pose any danger.

He allowed her to take what she needed, watching silently until she finally let go, fully satisfied.

"Thank you," she whispered slowly, finding his gesture quite gentlemanly.

It made her reconsider her first impression of him.

"We need to move fast, so please cooperate with ."

"Okay," she noodled.

First, she summoned all the fairies—there were actually thousands of them.

Their bodies flickered like will-o--the-wisps, glowing with colors of different elent, their wings delicate but powerful as they fluttered into the air.

As the last of the fairies settled into place, Asher stepped forward. "Is that all?"

"Yes," Mirelyn nodded.

"Good," Asher raised his hands, and a glowing barrier appeared around the fairies, trapping them inside.

"Don't worry, it'll be easier for to teleport all of you this way." Asher didn't say anything more and teleported above the demon world's entrance.

Then, in a flash, he dove down, appearing high above the vast ocean.

From there, he quickly teleported to Avalon Royal Castle.

He had to go through all these roundabouts because opening a direct portal between worlds would take too much energy, and he didn't have the luxury of wasting it right now.

Inside Avalon Castle.

"Make sure the fairies are given their own territory," Asher instructed Lucian "It needs to have all the natural elents—everything they need to thrive."

Lucian responded with a simple, "Understood."

Asher then turned to Lucy, who was waiting for him at the entrance.

He didn't ntion Mirelyn, though. Not yet. He knew he would need to explain things in full, but right now, there was no ti for that.

Besides, he already told the fairy queen to maintain her small form so Lucy would not get suspicious.

He would deal with it later.

BLINK!