The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

The magical light shone on the staffs in the two women's hands, and the overflowing magical aftershocks surrounded them, draping them in colorful ribbons.

Scorching flames erupted, transforming into a long, winding dragon. Hundreds and thousands of wind blades, along with the fire dragon, propelled by the powerful winds, swept away the enemy.

Just as Gray had predicted, the force of the attack was neither blocked nor neutralized, striking the gray-robed men squarely.

The thousands of wind blades tore open the gray robe in various places, and blood stained the robe.

This was only the first step. The approaching fire dragon scorched the gray-robed man's flesh, and the fierce flames engulfed his entire body.

As the residual force dissipated, only a few charred, unrecognizable corpses remained on the ground, covered in countless slash marks.

Lia and Ipsilon both let out a soft moan and fell straight down, facing forward.

Gray turned around and quickly caught the two women, embracing them on either side, one in each arm.

Feeling the soft, delicate body in his arms, Gray exclaimed in surprise.

It's good to be young, just fall asleep.

When you overdraw your magic power, your physical strength will also be lost in large quantities along with the magic power.

Therefore, overdrawing one's magic power can easily lead to coma and cause certain harm to the body. Excessive overdrawing can affect one's health, leaving hidden illnesses or even shortening lifespan.

Gray wanted to ensure that Leah was unconscious and that her memory remained at the moment she overdrafted her magic to unleash it, which would be very advantageous for their next move.

"I'm sorry." Gray gently pressed his hand against Lia's brow, channeling as much gentle magic as possible to heal her, ensuring she wouldn't suffer any lasting damage and allowing her to sleep peacefully.

Well, judging from the looks of it, he won't wake up anytime soon, so he won't be discovered if he tries to do something secretly...

"How long are you going to keep up this act, Epsilon?" Gray looked down at the flat-chested blue-haired girl in his arms.

You know what, Lia is soft to hold, but Ipsilon is definitely a bit hard and uncomfortable to hold.

A fourth-tier mage's spell, cast with all their magic power, can barely reach the level of a fifth-tier mage. Lia's Fiery Dragon attack was already the maximum power she could unleash.

But Ipsilon is different. Not to mention a single Azure Thousand Blades that has just reached the edge of the fifth rank, even if she keeps throwing dozens of peak seventh-rank spells non-stop, she won't faint.

So this guy is clearly taking advantage of the situation, and he's gotten bolder and bolder ever since he mustered up the courage to say those words.

Ipsilon opened her bright blue eyes wide, her beautiful eyes filled with protest. She even felt that there wasn't enough space for her and kept shoving the truly unconscious Lia, causing the unconscious Lia to murmur something.

You're really pushing your luck!

Gray narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Ipsilon with a dangerous expression, but he hadn't expected the girl to be so rebellious. He said with dissatisfaction, "You still owe me an answer. Can't I charge some interest? Paying back debts is a matter of course!"

Gamma: ? ? ?

"Okay, I'll repay you for those two words right now."

Seemingly seeing the word "dame" on Gray's face, Ipsilon was somewhat reluctant, but quickly let go of Gray.

"I don't want to hear it! I don't want those two words! I want two different words!"

"Then you'd better listen to me obediently, and I'll consider it."

Upon hearing this, Ipsyron immediately straightened up, his eyes shining.

"understand!"

Speaking of which, four of the ten Shadows of the Shadow Court are human.

Alpha, Gamma, Ipsilon, Iota.

Of these, only Ipsiron was not an Olmec, but came from another human nation, the Kingdom of Westphalia.

Gray rescued her during a ritual of the Demon Order.

Upon sensing the aura of the demon cult's ritual, Gray immediately led the four women to annihilate it.

After killing all the cultists, Gray found a little blue-haired girl on the altar that the cultists had set up.

She had already fainted, and several tear streaks were clearly visible on her delicate face.

Fortunately, because the girl was a sacrifice to a cult, she herself did not suffer any inhumane treatment.

Anyway, let's take it back first.

The girl was awakened when Gray carried her back.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was being held by a man in black robes.

In an instant, the girl's eyes were filled with hatred, and she bit Gray's arm hard.

As it turned out, Gray only felt an itch on his hand, glanced at the girl in his arms, and realized she was awake.

The girl was covering her mouth with both hands, tears streaming down her face from the pain.

My teeth... hurt so much...

Seeing that biting was useless, the girl struggled fiercely, but Gray tapped her on the head, causing her brain to shut down for a moment.

"It hurts!" The girl glared at Gray, and Gray suddenly understood why she was struggling so violently.

The standard attire of the Demon Order is a gray robe, while Gray wears a black robe.

In the little girl's eyes, there was no difference between the two; they were both hostile towards him with an attitude of hatred towards the demon cult.

“Calm down, I’m not one of the guys who arrested you,” Gray said softly.

The girl looked at him with disbelief and continued to watch him warily.

Gray sighed and said, "Those beasts in the Demon Order would never treat you so gently. You're lucky you weren't tortured as a sacrifice."

Upon hearing this, the girl thought about it carefully. It turned out that those people had indeed kept her locked up in the dungeon, with her hands and feet bound and her mouth gagged.

Am I... saved?

Instantly, warm tears welled up in her eyes, and she buried her head in her arms, sobbing loudly.

Gray gently stroked the girl's head to comfort her and show her care.

Gray was only able to ask the girl about her specific situation when she was too exhausted to cry anymore.

The girl was Westphalian, and a noblewoman, the daughter of a count of a territory.

The Kingdom of Westphalia has been embroiled in constant warfare recently. Her father died in the war, and her mother took her away from the war-torn Kingdom of Westphalia and came to the Kingdom of Olmec in order to protect themselves.

Clearly, they were unaware of the situation in Bifeng Territory, and what fate awaited a frail mother and daughter who entered the Olmec Kingdom from here.

Well, in the bandit-infested Bifeng Territory, it's quite rare to run into cultists. However, being captured by the bandits doesn't end well either.

Her mother was killed by cultists, and she was used as a sacrifice...

"You have nowhere to go now, right?" Gray asked.

"Mmm." The girl pursed her lips tightly, her trembling body revealing her inner pain.

"Then come with me. Can you take revenge?"

The girl raised her head, and her confused eyes became resolute.

"I will avenge my mother!"

Gray reached out his hand to the girl.

"Welcome to the team. Let me introduce myself. My name is Shadow, the one who hides in the darkness and hunts shadows."