The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor Chapter 270 - 250: The World-saving Hero’s Wish (2)

And in this world, there’s nothing more filthy than the Demon Race. Whether for justice or for the people, sacrificing to eliminate the Demon Race is a price she could accept.

Including offering herself to the true Hero who can eliminate the Demon Race.

Of course, that Hero happened to be her type, which could only be described as good fortune smiling upon her.

"If being with like this, would you feel a bit reluctant?"

Seeing that Cleia understood clearly, Lynn decided to speak directly to her.

Anyway, when they got together for a quiet chat, everyone around them sensibly walked away, leaving them enough private space.

"I hadn’t imagined dating before, but I did intend to marry a hero against the demons when the ti ca. Now, like this... It doesn’t feel regrettable, just that plans have advanced ahead of schedule."

"And... don’t laugh at , but I quite like you. It might not be an imnse fondness for you as a person, but adoration for a world-saving Hero. So, perhaps I’m more impressed by your status as the Miracle Saint Emperor, whether that Emperor is Rein, Mann, or Lynn..."

Obviously, Cleia was sowhat... clueless about matters of the heart. She couldn’t even understand her own feelings, or know if she liked soone.

But such things can’t be taught by others; one must realize it by themselves. If you can figure it out, that’s good. If not, then just let it be.

"As long as you don’t feel wronged, that’s all that matters. I’m a broad-minded person, as long as soone catches my eye, give three days, and I’ll probably fall in love."

And that was already Lynn speaking generously. In reality, if he found soone suitable, he could count in seconds to find himself smitten with a pretty girl.

"Why would I feel wronged? This aligns with my original life plan. Although the timing was a bit early, you’re no ordinary hero against demons. No matter how you look at it, I’m not losing out."

Cleia blinked her eyes, stating it matter-of-factly.

Looking at her calm expression barely hiding her naïveté, Lynn wondered how the royal family raised such a princess.

"Then how about not waiting until the Demon Race is defeated? Be my girlfriend now. I’ll treat you and Xue’Er as well as I treat Vivian and Guji."

It wasn’t often to find such a straightforward girl, and Lynn couldn’t resist teasing her.

"I have no idea how well you treat Vivian... but it doesn’t matter. My brother has already ’sold’ to you as a girlfriend, which I’m not capable of being. I can only be your wife, and as for doing it in advance, it’s not proper; once you defeat the Demon Race, I can give myself to you as a reward."

"Although I feel a bit thick-skinned saying this, I should be considered quite pretty, and as a reward for defeating the Demon Race, I should be adequate, right?"

Saying this last line, Cleia’s face turned slightly red, an extre rarity. It might be because she felt a bit brazen, not out of shyness.

"Ah, how awful, Cleia is so an, not letting taste the prize first..."

Hearing Cleia’s words, Lynn pretended to be dissatisfied, humming and hawing. If there weren’t people around, who, though walking away, hadn’t left the field of vision, Lynn would really want to replicate the "Damn, group mate, how an!" of soone crying to the rain.

"Where am I being an! Stop saying nonsense!"

Cleia obviously wasn’t used to soone as "sophisticated" as Lynn playing around like this, and she was a bit taken aback, frowning before responding after a good pause.

Sure enough, she wasn’t savvy; if she responded by replacing "I" with "this person," the feeling would be completely different. She truly didn’t know how to build rapport.

"Alright, alright. Cleia isn’t an, Cleia is the best, Cleia is a good girl..."

Seeing Cleia not playing along, Lynn’s flirtations were in vain, so he could only shrug and let it go.

"Even though I don’t understand romance, what you just said is too mushy. I really don’t know how they put up with you."

Cleia was simple, but not a fool. It’s like, even if she’d never eaten pork nor seen a pig run, so words just made her cringe, clearly not typical couple conversations.

Yet this was rely a testant to Cleia’s limited worldview as soone from the Miracle World. In Lynn’s original world, many were in their late twenties or even thirties still calling each other ’baby’ and being lovey-dovey without regard for the single people around.

Such inconsiderate behavior used to be sothing Lynn firmly objected to. But once he beca soone who could engage in public displays of affection, all he could say was... that’s it? Not enough impact!

"I didn’t even get goosebumps, guess I’m still not getting it right... Alright, no more teasing. Since I took the initiative and arrived at the Light Empire early, I’m naturally willing to contribute to the annihilation of the Demon Race and the recapture of the fallen Divine Protection Continent. But regarding this battle, I have my own plans and won’t follow the strategies set by the Eight Great Empires."

"Before the allied forces arrive, I hope to negotiate terms with the Emperors of the Eight Nations. After all, I’m the main force, and as for their allied forces... frankly, they might be worth just a casual swipe of my hand. I shouldn’t just take the bait they offer as paynt, but set my own terms to see if they accept."

"However, don’t laugh at my audacity. Since the Eight Great Empires have already made their offers, I’ll accept both their bait and paynt, and beyond that, I have additional conditions."

"After all, truth be told, my status as the Miracle Saint Emperor is far superior to their emperors of eight nations. If they want a heavyweight to help the juniors, that little benefit isn’t enough for an appearance fee."

Realizing his attempts to tease Cleia weren’t working, Lynn temporarily gave up and began discussing the real issues with her.

As for contributing to the Miracle World again, Lynn had no objections; just that the actual operation should be at his discretion. Moreover, now he also held the position of the Demon Emperor, theoretically making all demons his subjects.

If they wanted him to slaughter his kind, then undoubtedly... more compensation was needed!

As for how much more, it depended on the negotiations. Anyway, he wasn’t fond of shiny gold coins. But was there sothing that could both be kissed sweetly and...?

Ahem, getting off track. Not asking for beauties; if he were truly that superficial, he would have gone on a worldwide pursuit of beauties the mont he realized his invulnerability.

His harem hadn’t surpassed ten... twenty... uh... not more than thirty mbers, which spoke to his noble character and rational restraint.

What he truly sought was simple. He could help them eliminate the Demon Race, reclaim lost territories, even reshape the entire Miracle World back to its original borders.

But they must give him a world that is bright and clear blue, or at least relatively bright and clear blue.

Because he wished for such a world, but never had one.

He now possessed supre status and absolute invincible power across two worlds, but the filthy Demon Realm was beyond repair. He could only pin his hopes on the Miracle World.

Particularly after witnessing the resurgence of the sinful industry during a brief peace period, his desire beca even more urgent.

Perhaps this was the ultimate wish most fitting for the World-saving Hero character.

After all, if it’s a world I must save, then if it’s a bad world, wouldn’t my rescue efforts be in vain?