Chapter 388: Chapter 309: Enlightenment, Part 2
And after the deal is done, who knows how long Lynn will stay in the Demon Realm. If he gets homesick, he might leave the same day, and who knows when he’ll return next time.
If luck isn’t on your side, don’t blame your sisters. Since you’ve run into this, for Phantom, there’s no point in delaying. After all, stretching your neck or pulling it back is the same blade, and getting yourself drunk at this point is just an unnecessary move.
Because Lynn knows that tonight is the last chance for pleasure for the foreseeable future, the battle will definitely last day and night. Getting drunk and hoping he’ll let you off? Don’t underestimate someone who accepts every Demon King as a condition to begin with!
"Serving in bed? But I see the Lust Demon King seems to be going in like she’s going to face torture..."
Hearing Ilya’s explanation, Yili’s little head, which was already confused, became even more puzzled.
That’s the Lust Demon King—serving in bed should be second nature to her, right? No, it should be easy as pie? No, it’s routine?
Anyway, that’s her most skilled and prideful domain, how could it be like she’s marching to her death?
"Well... you’ll understand once you’ve served in bed too."
Ilya, as the only firsthand experiencer among the seven, um, eight sisters, didn’t really want to recall last night’s experiences.
Although Lynn, due to his extensive battle experience in the Miracle World, is very skilled in this aspect, and her overall experience last night could be called wonderful.
But in the end, she isn’t the Gluttonous Demon King, not that gluttonous. Nor is she the Greed Demon King, not that greedy. And she isn’t the Lust Demon King, not that lustful.
But Lynn is all of the above—gluttonous, greedy, and lustful. By the end of the night, she’d learned so much new knowledge and experienced so many things she’d never heard of before.
Even now, only some of the soreness in her body and the tingling in her heart have ebbed away. She still hasn’t fully recovered.
"Is he really that terrifying? I don’t see Illidan Demon Emperor as extremely muscular either..."
At the comment from the Proud Demon King, Yili was noncommittal. It might be that the Abyssal Demon’s physique is relatively weaker, so she would be at a disadvantage when "battling" the Ancient Demon Dragon. If it were her, it wouldn’t be like that because she’s also an Ancient Demon Dragon and has never heard of anything going wrong with interbreeding among their kind.
"It’s best not to say that in front of Illidan, or if he gets moody, he might make you carry two in three years and three in five."
Hill, the Lazy King who seldom spoke, kindly reminded the ignorant Yili. Your Demon Dragon Race physique is indeed stronger than ours, but you shouldn’t compare yourself to the seven Enchanting Demons when it comes to stamina. There’s really no comparison; after all, they’re a specialized race that makes a living with those skills.
If Lynn can topple the leader after slashing through seven Enchanting Demons, his combat power might be closer to divine than his strength level suggests. It’s best not to challenge him and end up burying yourself.
"Huh?"
Carrying two in three years and three in five?
Yili tilted her head, thinking if Illidan’s breeding capability is this strong, comparable to the most widespread human race across myriad worlds, then she’s definitely chosen the right dragon to marry.
Though she’s still young and not strongly driven by heritage and reproduction desires, she carries these instincts in her blood and would love to lay more eggs.
"Stop with the ’huh?’, Aya and Sara went to make a delivery, let’s find another place to chat."
Greed Demon King Liss, knowing she’d likely be third in line for bed-serving among the Demon King seven sisters, was feeling quite happy at possibly dodging a bullet.
So, seeing Phantom being dragged away, she beamed and gathered her sisters, planning to start a second round somewhere.
Liss’s suggestion was unanimously agreed upon, so after sending a message to Aya, they arranged to hold a tea party at Ilya’s elder sister’s sleeping chamber.
Soon after, Aya and Sara, who delivered to the door, also returned. Counting all the demon heads, yep, neither more nor less, exactly seven—perfect lineup, party on!
Meanwhile, Phantom was tied and unable to move at Lynn’s bedside by two sisters. Despite her desperate struggle, under the suppression of dual Demon Intents, and not as well harmonized with Lust Demon Intent as her other sisters, Phantom was no match.
"Hey, Lynn, how about untying me? It’s pretty awkward doing it tied up this way..."
After a few fruitless struggles, Phantom could only pitifully ask for help from Lynn, who watched in amusement. In her memory, Lynn wasn’t particularly difficult to talk to.
"Being tied up is a kind of fun too. As the Lust Demon King, don’t you know that?"
Lynn took a sip of water and nearly laughed out loud, not expecting Aya and Sara’s technique to be so good. This simple binding accentuated Phantom’s great figure vividly, paired with her naturally rendered humiliated expression—it was simply perfect.
Clearly, as the Lust Demon King, she performed like an insulted Saintess, managing alone to pull off both the tearful witch and the deflowered Saintess—nothing short of impressive, the Lust Demon King truly excels in this field!
"But like this, I can’t really cooperate with you. Are you planning to keep one position all night?"
Seeing her pleas futile, Phantom immediately shifted tactics, attempting to cajole. Though she knew an old fox like Lynn was hard to fool, her reasoning was exceptionally crafted. Lust Demons don’t play by any rules; for better operability, he’d likely untie her.
And once she regained her freedom, then...
"Eh?!"
Mid-plot, Phantom suddenly felt a chill on her body. Shocked, she looked down, only to find Lynn had stripped her gear.
Wasn’t she tied up???
Your clothing-unfastening skills probably surpass three combined Lust Demon Kings!
"You’re absolutely right, we can’t keep one position all night, so I’m planning to untie you on the second round."
As Lynn’s words fell, Phantom immediately felt her whole body tense, an extremely ominous premonition welling up inside her.
Meanwhile, on the Divine Protection Continent, separated by two realms, Catherine, part of the Miracle World’s strongest cohort, suddenly looked up, staring at the world’s edge.
Vaguely, she seemed to hear a gentle, flirtatious moan. And after this mysterious moan fell, her heart felt as if a dust-covered pearl was polished to shine, regaining its light.
"What’s going on? I suddenly really miss Lynn..."
Catherine blurted out without thinking, startling the women around her.
If Vivienne or Natasha had said this, it would be perfectly normal, and so could everyone else, without seeming odd.
But those words shouldn’t have come from Catherine, of all people, because she’s the most awkward with Lynn in terms of feelings. She wouldn’t actively approach him, not even passively—she’d hide.
But now, Catherine suddenly said such a thing without any warning. Has she been bewitched? They weren’t even discussing Lynn before this; they were making arrangements for the final stages of work on the Divine Protection Continent—it was business, and no one would talk personal matters at such a time.
"Catherine sis, have you been overworked lately? Maybe you should rest a bit. We can handle the rest of the work."
Out of concern for their mentor, friend, and sister Catherine, Vivienne timely suggested Catherine take a break. Recently, they’ve been overwhelmingly busy; look, Catherine’s even exhausted to the point of utter confusion.
"No, my spirits are fine, just suddenly missing Lynn. He’s been gone so long, I’m worried."
Catherine spoke, propping her hands on the table, then resting her chin on her hands, cradling her head slightly sideways, with the look of a young girl lost in thought on her face.
Huh??
From Her Majesty the Empress coordinating everything to the cats working hard on ground level, they all suddenly looked up at Catherine.
Is she... suddenly enlightened?
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