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

The rebels were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the Royal Guards and suffered repeated defeats before regrouping. The current situation is that the two sides are in a stalemate, with some minor skirmishes, but overall there have been no major losses, and the battle is considered to be evenly matched.

"He held back from making a move." Gray stood in the shadows observing the battle, flanked by two girls, one in pink and one in white.

When the rebels were defeated, the Demonic Order made no move whatsoever and showed no sign of helping the rebels launch a counterattack.

Gray understood that this was a sign that the other person was afraid.

The Netherworld and Shadow faction should have already received news of the bishop's death. Now, their top combat force consists of only an eighth-rank bishop and an archbishop at the peak of the eighth rank.

The other side should be able to deduce that there are at least two level 8 or higher professionals on their side. In their view, the top combat power is quite similar, so they will be more cautious.

The cultists likely believe that by remaining hidden and striking later, they can gain the upper hand, which is why they are not planning to make any rash moves.

This strategic approach is sound, but it must be based on the premise that both sides are of equal strength.

Therefore, the Demon Shadow Court doesn't need to worry about this at all; they can act whenever they want, completely at their own discretion.

In that case, the cultists will definitely be restless, right?

Gray gently removed the two pendants from his body and lightly tapped each of the two women on the head.

"Alright, stop clinging to me, it's time to get to work," Gray said softly, looking helplessly at the two women.

"Yes..." came Beta's weak reply.

After Beta's successful foul play, their relationship became increasingly casual.

Looking into Gray's beautiful eyes, Beta felt not only reverence but also tender affection.

Beta... not just her, the Ten Shadows' affection for Gray was already maxed out, plus Lyra (0486).

It's a good thing that they've become more relaxed with each other, as it shows that their relationship has become closer and Beta has become less reserved.

On the downside, Beta has become more unrestrained, now doing things that are both shy and unreserved.

This change was entirely due to Kappa; that pink-haired succubus had always been audacious and set a bad example for Beta.

Whenever Capa does something, Beta will show an attitude of "If the Sima family can do it, why can't I?"

Just like now, a pink-haired succubus playfully pecked him on the lips, and Beta immediately leaned in to ask for a kiss in return.

The soft touch of the pink-haired succubus's lips hadn't faded when two other soft lips with different textures came over.

Gray suddenly had a bold (outrageous) idea.

Would you say these two kissed indirectly?

Girls sticking on stickers is a sign of good manners!

After doing all that, the two women finally got serious and joined the battle, starting their overwhelming attack.

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As dawn broke, a tense atmosphere hung heavy on the plains outside the imperial city. The Imperial Guard, a symbol of glory and loyalty, stood ready in the soft light of day. Their armor gleamed in the rising sun, their spears and swords flashed with a cold light, and the fluttering imperial banner was a testament to their unwavering faith.

Opposite them, the rebels gathered like a dark cloud. They were numerous, their banners fluttering haphazardly, their eyes burning with a thirst for power and discontent with the status quo. Their equipment varied; some wore tattered armor, others were only wrapped in coarse cloth. But a common goal united them: to overthrow the royal rule.

Tragically, they didn't understand what kind of person their leader was; they were simply determined to overthrow the royal family and were manipulated by Finrod and the demonic cult.

The battle horns echoed in the morning air, and the two armies charged towards each other like two torrents of steel. The Royal Guard maintained a tight formation, spears pointing forward, forming an insurmountable forest of magical iron. Their steps were firm and disciplined, each step exuding the majesty of imperial authority.

The rebels charged like a raging storm, their advance chaotic yet filled with fanatical passion. Wielding their weapons, they charged forward, their numerical superiority their greatest weapon.

The moment the two armies clashed, the deafening shouts of battle and the clang of metal intertwined, creating a brutal symphony of war. Spears clashed against shields, blades rubbed against armor, and blood mingled with the earth.

Why must we act this way among people of the same clan?

One side is equipped with spirits, while the other side has a large number of spirits. They are locked in battle, and it is unknown how long the tug-of-war will last before a winner is determined.

The appearance of a group of men in black robes instantly put the rebels at a disadvantage.

Who are these people?

In previous battles, they had occasionally seen these black-robed figures as ghostly as ghosts. They only knew that these mysterious black-robed figures were helping the Saint-Tian royal family, but they did not know who they were, where they came from, or why they were helping the royal family.

Beta sighed softly, clearly distressed by the sight of her fellow countrymen fighting. She drew her bow and fired one emerald magic arrow after another.

On the battlefield, swords are merciless, and she could only incapacitate the rebel soldiers by avoiding vital injuries as much as possible.

Ivy Wendy, the runaway princess of Saint Tian, ​​is actually quite concerned about her country and the current state of her race, despite her love-obsessed nature. Otherwise, she wouldn't feel guilty for her elopement becoming the fuse for Saint Tian's decline.

She couldn't bear to kill her own people.

What? You're asking about what happened last time when Beta, whose good time was interrupted, went on a killing spree among the rebels?

This can only be described as a special case requiring special treatment. At that time, an enraged Beta had no time to show mercy.

Kappa stood not far away, using his specialty, mental magic, mainly charm magic.

Kappa, this pink-haired succubus, has an extremely outrageous way of behaving, but she is surprisingly fastidious about cleanliness.

She claims to be the succubus exclusively for Lord Shadow, but she wouldn't use charm magic to seduce any other men besides Gray (although this charm magic is also useless against Gray, so it usually just sits in the warehouse collecting dust).

When targeting lower-level professionals, Kappa can use his immense mental power to cast charm magic.

Don't get me wrong, the allure isn't directed at her.

Out of the corner of his eye, the rebel soldier saw his comrade beside him.

Why do I suddenly find this kid so handsome?

He became uneasy and revealed a major flaw in his defense.

As expected, mental magic, a divine skill for creating doujinshi plots.

Neither of the attacks from the two leading Shadow Attendants were fatal; the Shadow Court prioritized capturing the rebels while ensuring its own safety.

This was not difficult for them, and they knew that many of the rebel soldiers were pitiful people being used.

Let's play the saint this time.

The Shadow Court is essentially a neutral, albeit benevolent, organization of shadow-wielding individuals.