"Stand up, Leny," came the gruff voice of the demon king. Leny dared not move. Before the wrath of the demon king, she was not allowed to stand up.

It was almost certain now that she used to be a terrible person! How could she have scared a little girl like this!

"Your wings, they're about to fall on the ground," Michail said, perhaps trying to make amends. His serious expression was replaced by a smile as he squatted next to Leny and gently lifted her drooping black wings that touched the ground.

For the angel race, the wings were the most sensitive area. If an ordinary person casually touched them, it would be a life or death situation.

Leny trembled, her blush crawling up from her neck to her cheeks. Instead of getting up, her knees crawled a few steps back.

Her stuttering voice choked in her throat, and Leny couldn't produce a clear sound for a while.

Michail's hand froze in mid-air.

This reaction meant that she was disliked! As the demon king, she was actually despised by her underling!

"Don't you like it?" Michail frowned and asked.

"No, no, no...it's not...there's no problem with the demon king's request..." Leny said, holding her wing in front of herself. She had restrained herself from losing control in front of the demon king.

"Then why won't you let me touch it?" judging by the sensation just now, these delicate feathers were exquisite. How did Leny's wings feel this comfortable before?

Michail's sinful claws delved deep into the flawless black feathers, his fingertips worming deeper into their roots.

Today's demon king was strange! An indescribable feeling, as if strange sounds were about to be uttered from his throat. Leny restrained herself and wrapped herself in her wings, hiding her shy expression securely.

With no immediate response, Michail didn't feel embarrassed and extended his arm, gesturing for Leny to come closer.

"Come here, Leny."

Ah, this is absolutely terrible! It's over!

Leny could see the outstretched arm through the crack of her eyes. She almost didn't hesitate and leaned her body closer.

A chilling sensation came from between the feathers, the demon king's cool fingertips touching the base of the feathers. A tingling sensation spread like tiny electric currents over her scalp.

When the tingling sensation was about to invade her entire body, Leny's remaining sanity awakened her. She almost begged as she squeezed out the words from her throat, "M-Michail, sir..."

The shameless demon king, Michail Kalam, finally stopped his movements under the pitiful begging in her childish voice.

In her memory, Leny seemed to be calling his name for the first time. Before, she always referred to him as the demon king, the king of hell, or something similar. Being called by her real name after being addressed like that all the time, Michail felt a strange novelty.

"Call me that from now on, understood?" Michail withdrew his hand, his fingertips still relishing the delicate and smooth touch.

Leny almost collapsed to the ground, she nodded awkwardly.

Today, the demon king had brought her too much shock. Leny was still unable to digest everything. She was in a blank state.

"Tomorrow, come with me somewhere." Michail waved his arm, and the split demon king throne dissipated into ashes.

He had to think about what kind of throne to create next. Speaking of which, he also needed to make a few beds, right? Michail couldn't stand his previous self; he actually liked such morbid decorations.

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After tinkering all night, Michail still couldn't decide what kind of throne to make for himself. He had no concept of time passing, and when he finally spread his consciousness to the underworld, he found it was already dawn!

Maybe he should just go steal an emperor's throne...

He quickly dismissed this thought as soon as it arose.

Please, don't constantly have thoughts like a villain! Not me!

Michail waved away the chair that was about to take shape and glanced around, unable to see the familiar figure.

Huh? Is she still sleeping?

Leny was at Michail's feet, and her petite figure was too small to be seen at first glance.

Curled up on the ground, Leny relied on her six small wings to wrap herself like a dumpling. Her silver-white hair fell on both sides of her body, her slender eyelashes drooped, and her young cheeks peacefully expressed her sleeping face.Speaking of which, does this guy usually need to sleep?

As the Demon Lord who doesn't need sleep at all, Michail squatted down. Leny's soft and adorable cheeks attracted Michail's attention completely.

Facing his subordinates, the Demon Lord Michail never restrains himself.

Following his desires, his sinful finger poked at that childish face.

Poke -

The sensation was like touching a soft and bouncy milk pudding, even making him want to take a bite.

Not only Leny's feathers were treasures in the world, but his cheeks were also precious!

Wait, am I a lolicon?!

Michail began to re-evaluate his fetish.

Whispering sounds overflowed from his mouth as his eyes slowly opened. What came into his sight was the enlarged face of the Demon Lord, causing Leny to scream out and quickly get up to pay respect to the respected Demon Lord.

In the moment when his knees were about to touch the ground, his neck was seized by a hand, and Leny, who tried to resist with his six wings, struggled a bit. He felt like he was being twisted like a chicken.

But if that person is the Demon Lord, it doesn't matter how he twists me.

"In the future, there is no need for such kneeling etiquette when you see me." After successfully stopping Leny from kneeling, Michail, who once doubted what kind of Demon Lord he used to be, wondered if he was too strict.

"Ma-..." Leny's eyes were watery. The supreme Demon Lord had actually touched her so many times in just a couple of days! It should be noted that in the tens of thousands of years, the Demon Lord had only spoken two or three words to her.

"Just call me Michail, alright?"

"Huh?"

"We agreed on this yesterday, didn't we? That you should address me like this?"

"But, but..."

"No buts. Do not leak anything in front of the humans we are going to meet immediately." Michail shook his arm, not knowing if it was due to his extraordinary strength or if Leny was simply lightweight. He effortlessly lifted Leny up with his sheer strength.

"Um, um..." Leny could meet the Demon Lord's eyes directly, and the Demon Lord's crimson eyes made her blush and her heart race.

While that obnoxious woman, Ackman, isn't around, she should try to interact with the Demon Lord more!

"By the way, where is Ackman?"

The sudden question from the Demon Lord made Leny freeze.

Ackman is undoubtedly still executing their 'plan'; she can't tell the Demon Lord about it now. Leny hesitated because she didn't dare to lie to the Demon Lord.

Michail just casually asked and seeing Leny's lack of response, he didn't press for more. The sun was already high up, and he had to hurry to the main city of Ace to fulfill the promise he made to Ariel yesterday.

"Let's go, Leny."

The teleportation magic under their feet quietly activated, and the rotating magic circle enveloped Michail and Leny inside.