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

So much time has passed in the blink of an eye.

Gray couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

In a few more years, I'll be able to catch up to my age from my previous life.

He's already middle-aged, which is quite a lot.

However, in this world, the individual strength of demons surpasses that of humans, and their lifespan is naturally the same, not to mention that Gray is the Demon King.

If no accidents occur, and if one experiences normal birth, aging, illness, and death, one should be able to live for several hundred years.

By then, more than half of the ten film crew members will have died of old age.

Cough... I've gone off on a tangent.

After Gray gains writing experience (reading freedom), he plans to return with Theta to the demons' current secluded place.

Well... he's been ordering Xita around for years, keeping her hanging on for years, and has never gone back with her.

Now that I can wander around freely, I naturally have to go back.

Since ancient times, the conflict between demons and humans has never ceased, with only occasional breaks like this one.

The demon kings of each era will eventually be defeated by heroes, thus ushering in a golden age for humanity.

Gray naturally didn't want to be killed by the hero so hastily.

Having finally been reincarnated into another world, I've spent the last 20 years in Bifeng Territory, barely getting a chance to experience the fantastical scenery of this new world.

Adventure, treasure hunting, and flirting with girls (just kidding) should be the main themes of this other world, and Gray has been wanting to experience it for a long time.

Of course, the main focus is on experiencing the life of adventure and treasure hunting. As for girls, Gray already has a fiancée and can't mess around outside.

Actually, the marriage was arranged not long ago, on Gray's 20th birthday.

As for my fiancé, well, please allow me to keep you in suspense for now.

"Lord Phantom."

A pure and innocent voice rang out.

Sita wore a black cloak, but what it couldn't conceal was her graceful and delicate figure.

The cloak revealed a little skin, adding a touch of allure to Sita and arousing a desire to explore the exquisite beauty beneath.

She also wore a black pointed hat, which covered her distinctive demon horns.

Gray looked at the girl's attire, which reminded him of an idiom from his past life.

Delicious food.

The person is... beautiful, and the clothes are a bonus.

However, this style of dressing doesn't seem like the style that Sita would choose herself.

If it were up to Sita herself, she would definitely wear the clothes that show the least amount of skin.

This outfit was probably prepared for her by Kappa, but Sita chose the one with the least exposed skin.

Kappa once asked this demon girl in private why she didn't want to wear revealing clothes.

Sita simply replied with a calm expression, "Although Lord Shadow has no such plans yet, my body was prepared for Lord Shadow, and it belongs only to Lord Shadow."

Kappa: "How can you say something like that with such a blank expression?"

Don't be fooled by the fact that this dress isn't very revealing. It was only after Kappa went to great lengths to convince Gray that she would be traveling with him for a while and that only Gray could see her that she agreed to wear it.

The cloak's collar stood up high, clinging tightly to Sita's neck, leaving only her pale, delicate face exposed to the air. Her black hair was covered by the cloak's hood, with only a few unruly strands occasionally brushing gently against her cheek in the wind.

Compared to the night they first met, Sita's face had become less naive and more mature.

After spending several years together, Gray had come to fully understand Theta's personality.

A naturally clueless person who makes outrageous statements in a casual, everyday tone.

Her ability to speak is always at its peak, and sure enough, Xita's incredible little mouth opened again.

"Lord Shadow Demon, won't you consider leaving behind an heir?"

As she spoke, Sita took Gray's hand and placed it on his soft breasts.

After enjoying it for a moment, Gray subtly withdrew his hand.

"Next time I definitely won't..."

Gray realized he couldn't answer like that; Theta would definitely interpret it as "tomorrow night is fine" and then launch a night raid on him.

"Let's not consider that for now. Besides, it's quite difficult for us demons to conceive, so we can't rush it."

"Understood, Lord Shadow. I am ready whenever you require me."

Gray: "..."

Gray did try to persuade Theta to give up the idea.

Unfortunately, Theta usually listens to Gray, but she rebelled on this matter.

Sita is the daughter of the previous Grand Marshal of the Demon King's army. She was born with the responsibility of assisting the Demon King. As a woman, Sita also had the responsibility of bearing children for the Demon King and continuing the family line.

You know what, this really is for the prosperity of the demon race.

While the Demon King's offspring may not necessarily become the next Demon King, they will inherit a certain amount of the Demon King's magic and talent, and have the potential to become top figures in the Demon race.

Therefore, Theta takes the matter of bearing children for the Demon King very seriously, even at the cost of disobeying Gray's orders.

Gray already had a premonition that he would probably have to endure the harassment of this naturally ditzy and taciturn woman throughout the journey.

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Inside an ancient hall shrouded in shadow, two people—no, two demons—sat around a stone table, conversing in secret.

The walls of the hall were made of black marble, their surfaces covered with ancient runes that shimmered with a faint blue light in the dim light, as if telling the history and secrets of the demon race. The ceiling soared high, from which hung a huge black crystal chandelier, which, though long since lost its luster, still maintained a silent majesty.

A demon elder got straight to the point, explaining the reason for the conversation.

"Lilith is coming back with that so-called Demon King."

Upon hearing this, another demon elder frowned, making his already aged face even paler.

"For twenty years, since the birth of the new Demon King, this Demon King has never cared about anything concerning the Demon race, but has instead stayed in human territory."

"He has not fulfilled the duties of a demon king at all. How could such a guy be allowed to lead the demon race!" the demon elder said angrily.

"The fact that our people have been able to survive in the cracks all these years is all thanks to us. And that Lilith, relying on being the marshal's daughter, has been protecting that incompetent demon king!"

"How about it?" One of the demons made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Let's see how things go first."

Lilith, that blindly loyal dog, is very steadfast in her stance and will definitely do everything in her power to protect that demon king.

In addition, she is a descendant of a marshal and has a high reputation among her clansmen, making it difficult to take action against her.

and……

Our people have struggled to survive until now, only to be confronted with such a demon king.

If we eliminate this demon king, we will await the birth of the next demon king.

"I'm afraid our people... won't last until then." The old demon's face showed a solemn expression, then he sighed.

"Let's see how the new Demon King is doing first. If he's not good enough, then we'll have to..."