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

He struggled, but no matter what he did, he couldn't break free of the ropes binding him.

I have the will, but not the power.

With his strength, he couldn't even break free from a rope, so how could he possibly stand up against the powerful and save her?

So Father was right? Faced with the oppression of the powerful, knowing you have no power to resist, should you just swallow your anger and endure it? Even if they ride roughshod over you, punching and kicking you, should you just passively accept it? Mother...didn't resist at all either?

"I disagree. He can't possibly be right. He's just a coward!"

The boy took a deep breath and shouted, "You're here! You're listening outside, aren't you! I'm not a coward like you, let me see her!"

No matter how much the boy shouted, there was no response from outside.

It didn't matter whether his father was outside or not, since he couldn't break free of the ropes anyway. His beloved had been taken away, and all he could do was stay tied up here, helplessly howling in anger.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

A chilling laugh echoed in the boy's mind, startling him.

The voice was icy cold and chilling; though it was just a voice, it made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body trembled.

"What...thing...?" The boy stammered, struggling against the fear brought on by the chill.

“You wretch, isn’t that incredibly rude? Human, my name is Avaris. You should address me as ‘My Lord.’ However, since this is your first offense, I will spare your life. Hehehe…”

The cold voice rang out again, which convinced the boy that what he was hearing was not a hallucination. The chilling fear it instilled made him only dare to do as the other person said.

“Avaris… my lord…” The boy’s body trembled uncontrollably.

"Hehehe, humans, quite sensible." The voice chuckled evilly.

"Are you indignant at the injustices of the world? Do you yearn for the power to reclaim your beloved?"

The cold voice made his eyes widen.

The boy replied, "Yes... Avaris... my lord... I want to fight against the powerful... to take her back... but..."

"The powerful and wealthy?" The voice paused, as if pondering the meaning of the word.

“Domri…” the voice whispered, but the boy did not understand the word.

The voice spoke again soon after: "Hehehe, human, I can grant you the power to reclaim your lover."

These words exploded in the boy's mind. In an instant, as if forgetting the fear brought by that cold voice, he excitedly asked, "Really?"

The voice scoffed, instantly reigniting the boy's fear: "You doubt me?"

The frightened boy quickly replied, "No...no..."

The voice seemed quite satisfied with the boy's attitude, and it chuckled evilly, "Hehehe, of course, there's a price to pay."

The boy, as if grasping at a lifeline, realized that this Lord Avaris might truly have the power to help him overthrow the powerful and reclaim her. He hurriedly said, "I'll pay any price, as long as you... can help me save her..."

"Oh?" The voice sounded intrigued, saying, "Even if I wanted your soul?"

The words caused the boy to tremble again, but he responded with an unwavering voice: "Even so, I will not hesitate!"

Upon hearing that he was being asked for a soul, the boy realized that this "Lord Avaris" was probably no good.

But so what? As long as she can be saved, it's just a matter of her soul; once it's given, it's given!

"Hehehe, interesting." The voice sized up the boy and continued, "Consider yourself lucky. I don't need your soul, but for the rest of your life, you will become my servant and my representative in the prime plane. What do you say?"

The boy grasped at this straw and said in the most devout voice he could muster, "I am willing to die for Lord Avaris!"

"Hehehe. Repeat after me, ********************"

The voice uttered a series of characters that the boy couldn't understand; the pronunciation was so strange that the boy couldn't help but wonder if humans could actually make such sounds.

The boy struggled to utter these characters: “***************”.

"****" He whispered.

The boy imitated “****”.

"********************!" Suddenly, the voice became excited.

The boy imitated His tone: "********************!"

Immediately, a huge crack appeared in front of the boy, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a door.

"This is?"

The boy was puzzled. The next moment, the door opened by itself, and a huge creature leaped out.

With a wolf's head, a tiger's body, and phoenix claws, the boy didn't know what this creature was called, only that...

"A...a demon...!"

The appearance of the monster startled him greatly, and then the monster brandished its claws at him.

The boy felt as if he had fallen into a demon's den; fear made him close his eyes.

However, the imagined pain did not occur. Instead, the ropes binding my hands and feet broke, freeing them.

The boy opened his eyes in confusion, and the wolf's head in front of him frightened him so much that he stumbled back and fell to the ground, trembling and unable to speak.

"Hehehe." The voice became somewhat amused: "What are you afraid of? Will this monster obey your commands?"

"What?" The boy was startled and immediately tried it.

"Uh... sit?" The boy only realized that the monster didn't intend to kill him, otherwise it would have pounced on him and bitten his neck off long ago. But the fear of the monster in his heart had not dissipated. Following the guidance of the voice, he gave the instruction like a dog being trained.

The demon moved, and just when the boy thought it was finally going to take his life, it sat down.

Boy: "Really!"

"Then, stand up!" the boy commanded again, and the monster stood up once more.

Just as the boy was cheering, the voice spoke: "Are you only good at issuing boring commands? Also, you don't need to say them out loud. Just think about them in your mind and the commands will be transmitted to the monsters."

Upon hearing this, the young man seemed to awaken from a dream.

He looked at the wooden table in front of him and gave commands to the monster.

Destroy it!

The monster moved, its sharp claws tearing the wooden table to shreds, leaving only a pile of wood chips on the ground.

The boy was now certain that he could control monsters, and he couldn't help but get excited.

Amazing!

However, the boy quickly calmed down.

Now is not the time to play around with this ability. We can do research anytime. Right now, there are more important things to do.

She must be waiting for him!

He must save her!

Recalling the girl's beautiful face, the boy's heart was no longer filled with pain.

He has gained the power to save her!