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

Gray was quite exasperated with Capa.

When it comes to wildly imaginative ideas, this outrageously beautiful pink-haired succubus is the one to swear.

Regardless of whether the theory holds true or not, we'll go for whatever defies the odds.

However, such an absurd plan is unlikely to be approved by any of the ten Shadow Attendants besides Capa. Based on the vote of ten to one, this ridiculous plan will probably be buried soon.

Gray doesn't need to transform into a visual novel protagonist; he doesn't have the talent for actively pursuing women. (His tendency to be the one being pursued is certainly off the charts, though.)

The voting results were indeed as Gray had predicted, a near-total 10-to-1 sweep, though the format was slightly different from what Gray had envisioned.

Surprisingly, none of the waiters objected to the pink-haired succubus's statement. Instead, they all wore expressions of deep thought that gradually evolved into sudden realization.

Gray glanced at the ten shadow servants and immediately noticed that the wind direction was a bit off.

Why are you all wearing expressions that say "I accept this proposal"?

Contrary to Gray's expectations, there was no collective opposition. Instead, an eerie silence fell over the hall after Capana's shocking proposal. The ten Shadow Attendants did not immediately refute it; instead, they all wore thoughtful expressions, as if seriously considering the feasibility of the plan.

The soul fire beneath the Alpha mask burned steadily. She nodded slightly, her voice still calm, yet she uttered words that sent chills down Gray's spine: "...Marriage alliances are indeed one of the most effective means in history to resolve hatred and consolidate power. From a political perspective, if successful, the benefits are enormous. It can resolve the greatest potential threat without bloodshed, and may even gain the implicit support of some human kingdoms." She analyzed it entirely from a strategic perspective, ignoring all the personal emotional factors involved.

Beta lightly tapped her chin with her slender fingers, a calculating glint in her emerald eyes: "Given Lord Shadow's charisma and strength... theoretically, it's not entirely impossible. However, it would require an extremely meticulous plan, such as orchestrating a suitable encounter, demonstrating sufficient value, and gradually eroding his trust in the Church..."

This love-struck girl has finally found her niche; she's even started devising her strategy!

Delta's crimson pupils lit up, and a strange smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Oh? To stain the noble heroes of holy light with the colors of a demon king? Sounds... much more interesting than simply annihilating them." Her interests were clearly somewhat off-topic, but her conclusion was in favor.

The magical energy surrounding Aieta flowed steadily. She adjusted her non-existent glasses and analyzed in an academic tone: "Emotional bondage is one of the most efficient ways to build a community of shared interests. Data models show that in known 'hero-demon king' interaction cases, there is a very small probability of a positive transformation. Although this approach is unconventional, it's worth including in probability calculations." She even considered building a mathematical model…

As Gray's fiancée and legal wife, Eota completely failed to consider the "self-greening" aspect of this plan...

Zeta tilted her head, her big eyes filled with confusion. She only understood the words "marry" and "one of our own," and immediately wagged her tail excitedly: "Aww! Is Lord Shadow going to marry a bride? Great! Great! Does that mean there will be lots of delicious food? Can heroes become like us and play with Lord Shadow?" Her understanding was always simple yet off-target.

Aita's cat ears twitched. Although she felt a little awkward, she still pouted and said, "Meow... If I had to choose one, it does seem to be less troublesome than fighting and killing? Anyway, Lord Shadow will definitely be fine!" She had a blind faith in Gray.

Sita remained expressionless, but her pale purple eyes flickered with a fierce light, as if she were calculating intensely. Ultimately, based on the core logic of "what's most advantageous for Lord Shadow," she nodded slightly, indicating she could give it a try. After all, if successful, Lord Shadow wouldn't have to risk his life against his friend.

Moreover, marrying a hero sounds much more impressive than killing a hero.

Capturing a brave warrior to be his wife—an unexpected path!

Ipsilon's blue hair seemed to sway slightly from her high-speed thinking. She stared at Gray, her eyes shining: "Emotional manipulation variables... If we can transform Lord Shadow's existing passive attraction traits into active output... perhaps we need to collect more data on Princess Philippa's preferences and build a behavioral prediction model... We need to conduct experiments..." She was completely immersed in research and sat at the same table as Aiota.

One is more magical, and the other is more scientific.

Seeing that her sisters were almost all interested, Kappa puffed out her chest smugly, her pink hair swaying: "See, see~ This is the best solution! It solves the problem and also gives Lord Shadow a beautiful and capable heroine~ A win-win situation!"

Gray: "!!!"

He watched helplessly as this serious strategic meeting raced headlong into an uncontrollable and bizarre direction, nearly choking on his own breath.

"Nonsense!" Gray finally couldn't hold back any longer, slamming his hand on the armrest of the throne (controlling the force so as not to break it), his voice unusually urgent and resolute, "This is absolutely impossible! Don't mention it again!"

His cheeks even flushed slightly from the absurd scene.

“Are feelings a game? Nor a tool to be used! Philippa and I are just friends, I have no such intentions! This method is not only rash, but also disrespectful to both of us!” Gray tried to refute with reason, but he found that talking to a group of subordinates with peculiar ways of thinking who only considered efficiency and results was like casting pearls before swine.

Gray exercised his veto power as the supreme leader of the Shadow Court.

Alpha calmly replied, "Your Majesty, this is a strategy, not child's play. To ensure your great undertaking..."

"No need to say anything more!" Gray interrupted her directly, his attitude more firm than ever before. "There's no room for negotiation on this matter. The 'Conquer the Hero' plan is rejected!"

He took a deep breath and forcefully steered the conversation back on track: "The surveillance and assessment will continue, but any action must be approved by me! Prioritize finding other ways to make contact or confront them, rather than this... this absurd idea!"

Seeing Gray's resolute and even somewhat embarrassed opposition, the Ten Shadow Attendants reluctantly suppressed the "perfect plan," though many still harbored a hint of regret, clearly feeling they had given up on a shortcut.

Looking at their expressions, Gray felt utterly exhausted. He rubbed his temples and began to seriously doubt that the biggest challenge he would face in the future might not be killing gods, but rather managing this group of unpredictable, highly efficient subordinates who were always trying to "add fuel to the fire" for him.

Especially that pink-haired succubus! Gray glared at Kappa, who simply returned an innocent yet alluring smile, as if she wasn't the one who had just stirred up such a storm.