The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 354: Chapter 292: The Little Ones’ Premonition (Part 2)

Vivian seems invariably weak in different situations. Her initially spirited demeanor was crushed by the appearance of the Seven Great Demon Kings. However, she didn’t fall into self-doubt; love ultimately triumphed over fear.

"Although we’re not really close, my longing is for a hero like you. Whether it’s as bait, a reward, or even a transaction, it doesn’t matter. I’ve always felt this way since I told you; you’re the choice that fits my original life plan, and you’re even the optimal choice, so I’ll wait with them, worry about you, and hope for your success, leading us toward a wonderful future."

Squatting on Cleia’s shoulder is a snow eagle, nodding its head, which softens her otherwise icy expression.

Contrarily, with Xue’Er livens up the atmosphere, emphasizing her concentration and seriousness.

"I’ve received your sentiments. Rest assured, I’ll be fine. Miracle World will return to its entirety... Since you all aren’t going, then I’ll..."

"Wait a minute, I want to go!" ×2.

Just as Lynn opened his arms to gather all his wives and spoke lovingly, two loud voices interrupted him.

Lynn turned his head to see the two little cuties he had just set down, Little Youli and Little Yuna, waving their hands eagerly, afraid of being overlooked.

"Your mothers aren’t going, why would you?"

Lynn turned and gently tapped Little Youli and Little Yuna’s noses. Despite having 7/8 of the Saint Emperor’s Divine Artifact Set and confidence to protect his wives with Peak Saint Tier power against seven demon friends or eight demon enemies, Little Youli and Little Yuna were different. Their levels were too low to withstand even the slightest touch, thus imposing an immense burden on Lynn.

"I don’t know, but Little Youli feels the Demon King aunties are very friendly, so she wants to see them."

"Hmm, not sure why, but the scent from the Demon King aunties is unpleasant yet not upsetting. It’s so strange that Little Yuna wants to smell it again!"

Little Youli and Little Yuna explained hand in hand with Lynn. Little Youli’s reasoning made sense, feeling friendliness encourages a visit.

However, Little Yuna’s reasoning was peculiar. What does unpleasant yet not upsetting mean? Isn’t unpleasant equivalent to feeling bad? Did Xiya and Vivian really teach the kids culture lessons properly?

Lynn knew about Little Yuna’s keen sense of smell. She previously felt uncomfortable smelling demonic aura but wasn’t upset by the intense scent of Demon Kings, which indeed was odd.

Before arriving at the Divine Protection Continent, even the air was tainted with Demonic Qi pollution. How did Little Yuna endure that?

Lynn suddenly acknowledged a neglected abnormality. Could it be Little Yuna simply disliked demonic scent, yet Demonic Qi had no effect?

During confrontation with a massive Demon Race army, shouldn’t she have been overwhelmed? Especially with the odor of the savoriness-ignoring Demon Dragon’s Mother Victor present...

"What’s the situation with you two? Without absolute necessity, I won’t take you to such a dangerous place."

Lynn paused briefly but ultimately didn’t agree to the little ones’ request. Whether driven by curiosity or otherwise, he couldn’t easily relent in bringing them to see his Demon King wives.

After all, they were so fragile; even a mere aftermath couldn’t be borne, like taking them to the Divine Abandonment Continent compared to bringing two porcelain dolls near jagged cliffs.

"Hey, hey! We’re adorable. With us, Daddy Lynn can charm a new mommy!"

"Yes, yes! Little Yuna has a hunch a new mommy has appeared, can’t halt advancement..."

The two little ones apparently understood what their daddy’s weaknesses were; mentioning other things might be ineffective, but discussing new mommies could easily sway their father.

However, their statement was overly simplistic and crude, not particularly enticing.

Primarily, because they weren’t new mommies, they arrived even before Cleia, belonging to the category of old mommies... egh, past mommies...

"I’m not so far gone to rely on my daughters’ cuteness to buy wives. You should obediently wait with your moms until Daddy returns. If there’s fate, it’s not impossible later to bring a Demon King over to play..."

Lynn crouched down to nuzzle the plump cheeks of the two cuties, ultimately refusing their following request with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the little ones pouted but sensibly refrained from throwing tantrums.

In truth, they couldn’t articulate why they were so intrigued by the Seven Great Demon Kings, as if the idea naturally surfaced from the depths of their soul.

Little Youli felt that getting familiar with the Demon King aunties, kissing, hugging, might hasten her growth...

Little Yuna felt that by befriending the Demon King aunties and then ambushing them, kissing until they yelp, she might grow faster...

However, after Daddy’s polite rejection, all premonitions vanished, confirming he wouldn’t bring them along.

"That’s fine then, Little Youli likes that talkative Proud Demon King. Daddy Lynn, try tricking her back~"

"Yes, yes! Little Yuna likes that one trembling at the back, the shortest, hardly taller than Little Yuna. Daddy, strive to bring her back too~"

With no chance of going along, the little ones each named a favored Demon King auntie, urging Daddy to bring them back if possible.

Among them, Proud Demon King Ilya wasn’t talkative; being head of the Seven Great Demon Kings, she was naturally the spokesperson when facing the Master of the World, otherwise, a chaotic cacophony would ensue.

As for the nervous newcomer named by Little Yuna, the short-statured Demon King, she was undoubtedly Gluttonous Demon King Betty; she might genuinely bond with the little ones, as she sometimes appears rather childish herself.

"Alright, alright, Daddy will make an effort. But the Demon Race is our mortal enemy; packing up Demon Kings isn’t easy. If they aren’t brought back, don’t sulk."

Lynn stroked their round heads, then glanced at his wives. Their expressions were unchanged, but Lynn knew they never considered him truly capable of charming a Demon King.

In their view, Lynn was the World-saving Hero of Miracle World, Light Divine Envoy, seemingly destined to slay demons and save the world; how could he fraternize with Demon Race leaders?

Flirting with enemy demons is expected, but bringing them home... how could that be? Isn’t he afraid of being stabbed by a bedside demon?

To this, Lynn could only silently apologize. He truly had feelings for a Demon King...

If an opportunity arises, he might need to harmonize relationships between both sets of wives, an idea he’s considered.

Though nearly everyone in Miracle World harbors deep hatred for the Demon Race, they detest those in the Destruction Demon God Faction. His Demon King wives have never slaughtered Miracle World’s civilians, standing opposed to war criminal demons.

They even exerted significant effort capturing violators in Miracle World, sending them over for punishment. In this regard, there truly is no antagonism between his wives.