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

This is a rare opportunity.

Given Aiota's current state, he'll most likely be very obedient to him, making this the perfect time to propose a relationship with Beta!

So Gray didn't hesitate to call the two girls in, ready to face off against Iota.

"Ah, Eiota." The pink-haired succubus immediately felt the cold gaze upon her appearance.

The gaze was directed at Eota, who made no attempt to conceal her hostility towards Kappa.

"Huh?" Kappa was taken aback; this wasn't what she expected.

She thought that her relationship with Iota was just so-so. There was no conflict between them, nor was there any closeness. At most, they were acquaintances, and she felt like a colleague.

Iota shouldn't be hostile towards her, so why is she looking at her like this?

The reason is obvious; it can only be because of what happened with Gray.

Did she misjudge the situation? Actually, Aiota deeply resents her being the other woman? This is going to be tricky.

Gray also sensed the tense atmosphere on the field and sent a telepathic message to Capa.

Is this what you mean by "no problem"?

Aiota's subsequent remarks further confirmed this.

"Long time no see, you succubus."

Iota's language is limited, so there are no overly aggressive words to use; the only word that comes to mind is the simplest, most brutal, and most apt description of a mistress.

Kappa couldn't refute Aieta's words, because what she said was indeed true...

Beta, standing to the side: Spicy!

But how could the shameless pink-haired succubus be defeated by Iota's attitude?

Kappa seemed unfazed by Aiota's cold gaze, and even grinned as he approached, saying, "Then Beta is one of the four little elves, we're all family!"

Beta: (Д?≡?Д?) Are you trying to provoke me?

As expected, upon hearing this, Aiota immediately glanced at the bewildered white-haired elf princess, her gaze carrying a scrutinizing quality.

Aieta glanced at Beta's chest, then thought for a moment and decided not to be too harsh on Beta. Instead, he turned and glared at Kappa.

Pink-haired succubus: ? ? ? Why am I the only one being targeted? Didn't Beta steal some food too?

Gray was also puzzled by the starkly different attitudes Eota had towards the two women.

What does that mean? Does it mean Beta is allowed but Kappa is not?

Aieta clearly understood why Gray had brought the two women here, and she grabbed Gray's arm to assert her ownership.

Gray was just preparing for his trial when, unexpectedly, Iota uttered these words.

"You don't need to bring them anymore. Just let me know who's here, and spend a little more time with me as compensation."

Now Gray didn't understand. Did Iota mean to condone his actions?

Gray slowly asked, "You're not angry?"

The red-haired girl was completely baffled: "Why am I angry? Gray, you're both a nobleman and a Shadow Demon, isn't that normal?"

Gray: ………I was being too petty…

So all that was going on? Iota is so magnanimous, she doesn't care about any of this at all. Or rather, in this strange world where strength and power reign supreme, this kind of thinking is normal. Gray, this modern adult, is definitely an anomaly in terms of his thinking.

Thinking of this, Gray breathed a sigh of relief.

No more judgment from his fiancée! What a cause for celebration!

Xita, Bailin: So? How are we going to make up for what we've lost?

But Gray still felt that something was wrong.

When I told Eota about Kappa last time, her reaction was extremely strong; in fact, that was the reaction Gray had expected.

The whole thing—crying, making a scene, threatening suicide—is really hard for Gray to handle. No matter what he does, someone will get hurt.

“Oh.” Aieta added as if she suddenly remembered something, “No more than ten…twenty, I guess. Too many sisters are hard to manage.”

Now, Gray should sigh.

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

But Gray was still curious as to why she treated Beta and Kappa so differently, so he pulled Iota up and whispered in her ear, "What about Kappa?"

Aieta seemed ashamed of the answer, pulling Gray back to a distance where the two women couldn't hear her, and then lowered her voice to say, "Gray, I'm your fiancée, but Kappa plucked the fruit first. I'm a little resentful..."

There's another reason Iota didn't mention.

Eota, whose steel plate is also of the same grade 45 as Ipsilon, would naturally feel envious of Kappa.

Boycott those two useless chunks of meat!

It turned out to be a false alarm.

Kappa's confidence, which hadn't been greatly diminished, returned, and he played steadily: "Yay! To celebrate, the four of us will..."

Gray's face darkened: "Rejected!"

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As night fell, the stars twinkled, and the mountains, bathed in moonlight, appeared mysterious and serene. A large caravan slowly made its way through the mountains, now anchored in a wide valley. Tents dotted the foothills like stars fallen to earth.

The campfire roared, illuminating everything around. The caravan's horses lay quietly outside the firelight, occasionally letting out a low neigh. The merchants sat around the campfire, enjoying their steaming food and chatting about the interesting things that had happened along the way.

In the distance, the outline of the mountains loomed faintly in the night, resembling an ink wash painting. A gentle breeze carried a chill, causing everyone to instinctively pull their clothing tighter. Inside the tent, the lights were dim, and the caravan's guards took turns on watch, vigilantly observing their surroundings.

This caravan belongs to the Grand Merchant Guild, which is a caravan under the Shadow Court.

However, the Shadow Court often hides in the shadows, and no one knows about its connection with the Grand Merchant Guild.

In the past few days, all caravans under the Grand Chamber of Commerce have been attacked without exception.

The merchants and guards were all on edge, wondering if they would be attacked at any moment.

After a day's journey, the entire caravan was exhausted and stopped to rest in the mountains.

This is undoubtedly the best time to attack the caravan!

The figures of the grey-robed men emerged from the darkness like ghosts, silently approaching the exhausted caravan.

The caravan's guards were awakened by the sudden attack. In a panic, they grabbed their weapons, trying to fend off the gray-robed men's assault. The gray-robed men's attacks were like a storm, relentlessly tearing apart the caravan's defenses.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and the aura of fear. Before long, the last guard of the caravan was killed, and the gray-robed men called off the mission, leaving behind only corpses and scattered goods.

The moon is very round tonight, but it is tinged with blood.

Beneath the crimson moon, all was silent.