Chapter 379: Chapter 305: The Unyielding Proud Demon King
After listening to Ilya’s account, Lynn was genuinely rendered speechless.
It was evidently a very beautiful thing, yet the seven sisters managed to make it seem as difficult to accept as being bitten by a dog.
When bargaining terms earlier, you all weren’t like this. Though you weren’t exactly eager, it wasn’t entirely unacceptable either.
Now that it’s time to fulfill the promise, everyone’s starting to shy away. Did you think you were just committing yourselves to me for kisses and hugs?
That assumes I, Lynn, am too easygoing. To have me, the Miracle Saint Emperor, serve under the Demon Kings means no Demon King could be my boss; they better be my salary...
But seeing Ilya’s somewhat despondent appearance, Lynn couldn’t bear to discourage her and could only softly comfort her.
"It’s okay, even if your sisters don’t love you, I will."
Lynn said as he reached out and embraced Ilya, both in the bath without clothes, bringing a feeling akin to a lavish party if not for the... uh, lack of demons present.
Ilya’s head gently rested against Lynn’s chest. She felt little resistance toward the fiancé she acknowledged, though her feelings for Lynn were obviously fainter than those for her sisters, whom she had known from childhood.
She didn’t particularly cherish Lynn’s affection; she valued her six heartless sisters more, pushing her first into the pit despite knowing it was inevitable.
However, with the warmth of the water and the calming aura Lynn exuded, Ilya’s mood settled significantly.
In truth, she knew her sisters weren’t wrong. Precisely because it seemed like a pitfall, she should be the first to face it.
That Phantom might be more suitable was merely a cowardly excuse; in reality, when had a leader ever shirking duties letting the sixth take over?
Sure, among the Demon Race, this happens everywhere...
But! She, Ilya Murphy, was the Proud Demon King! Other demons might retreat, but the Proud Demon King definitely could not!
Suddenly enlightened, Ilya was filled with courage, pushing Lynn away and grasping his arms, staring directly into his eyes, and then...
She hesitated again.
The courage that had just swelled disappeared in less than three seconds. Ilya felt unlike herself; when had she ever been so timid before? She was always the first to dare the knife mountain and sea of fire!
"Ugh..."
But deflated, Ilya softened again, falling back into Lynn’s arms.
"Huh?"
As her head rested against Lynn’s chest, Ilya sensed something amiss. She seemed to regain courage, feeling, "Since it’s come to this, I might as well reverse push Lynn," a bold thought fitting of the Proud Demon King’s character.
Then Ilya raised her head again, supporting herself to face Lynn directly. Perhaps after two and a half seconds, her gaze began to falter.
Unconvinced, Ilya simply leaned in again...
Damn! I’m the Proud Demon King, number one in the world!
...
After such a back-and-forth several times, Ilya finally understood.
When in Lynn’s embrace, her mind was clear, her courage abundant, but away from Lynn she succumbed to overthinking and unconsciously backed down.
It didn’t used to be like this...
It seemed she was intimidated by his Seven Kill Enchanting Demon record. Even as the Proud Demon King, she had to admit that this Lynn was terrifying, too formidable to confront.
"What’s going on? Stuck with a bug?"
Lynn truly couldn’t understand, watching Ilya cuddle and retreat repeatedly. Was it resistance, or did she mean to get close, only to withdraw quickly?
"What’s a bug?"
Ilya asked, her brain feeling fuzzy.
"Meaning whether you want to get intimate or not."
Lynn straightforwardly answered.
"No!"
Upon hearing this, Ilya decisively refused.
"At least... it’s only at night."
Then she quickly added as if worried Lynn misunderstood her. She was definitely not that kind of deceitful demon race.
"Then... tonight it’s you?"
Lynn honestly wasn’t hungry now and wasn’t intent on consuming Ilya hastily. Still, she was here; he couldn’t just let her leave.
"Alright."
Ilya seemed to summon immense resolve to say these simple words, her head away from Lynn’s chest, daring to book herself definitely showed grit.
"You’ve thought it through? Though I won’t allow you to break off the engagement, proper lenience is possible. You could actually request to consummate after the coronation."
Seeing Ilya finally stiffen up amused Lynn, prompting him to entice her to show more of her timid Proud Demon King softer side.
However, this time Ilya clenched her silver teeth, refusing to relent. She could no longer fall; the courageous Ilya was the true Proud Demon King, not that hesitatingly soft and appetizing Ilya!
She must not tarnish the Proud Demon King’s dignity!
"If the Demon Emperor wishes for a companion tonight, then it’s me."
Ilya answered gloomily, sealing off her escape route.
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