“The Night Goddess’s Protective Barrier? That’s definitely a tough one to deal with.”
Lucifer got a headache just thinking about it.
If it weren’t for that protective barrier, how could those humans be so brazen? The demon mage army would have crushed them long ago.
Once the Demon Lord awakens, what she’ll see won’t be the current plight of the demon race, but a vast empire uniting all races under one banner!
However…
“Demon Lord, I do have a countermeasure.”
“Oh? Do tell.”
“By enlisting the power of a third party outside humans and demons—the monsters. They aren’t suppressed by the barrier and can sow chaos and panic among humans.”
“Using monsters to attack humans? Interesting.” Cililia’s lips curled slightly.
Pfft! Interesting my foot!
Lucifer was terrifying!
This was practically a war crime!
“Coincidentally, the eastern city of Stainburg in the Engelia Empire is currently overrun by monsters. I can use that city as a testing ground.” Lucifer spoke, watching the Demon Lord’s reaction.
“Unfortunately, a Saint will soon appear in Stainburg.”
Cililia repeated the same spiel she had used to deceive Lilivere to Lucifer.
“Saint…” Lucifer frowned.
Then there was no other choice.
She could at best control high-level monsters, but those creatures are like wooden stakes before a Saint—easily cleaved with minimal effort.
No matter how many low and mid-level monsters there are, they won’t withstand a large-scale high-level magic attack.
The war plans had to be put on hold for now.
Moreover, judging from the Demon Lord’s attitude and expression, she didn’t seem eager for war to break out.
The Demon Lord must have her own plans.
Lucifer didn’t overthink it and focused her attention on another key point.
The Demon Lord was actually using Future Sight!
That magic, which theoretically allows one to see the future!
No matter how unbelievable it seemed, if it was the Demon Lord, accomplishing what others could only dream of was only natural!
“Demon Lord, should I be the one to deal with that Saint?” Lucifer volunteered.
That type who hides behind the Night Goddess’s protection isn’t worthy of the Demon Lord’s direct involvement!
“I’ve already entrusted Lilivere with that.” Cililia let out a quiet sigh of relief seeing Lucifer set aside the war plans.
She didn’t want to see war break out.
If war truly happened, as the Demon Lord, she’d be swamped and wouldn’t have time to… find girls… or have any fun.
There was an even more pressing issue.
The Hero was still in Stainburg!
If war broke out, she would definitely be dragged to the frontlines as cannon fodder!
The Hero and Demon Lord were closely linked by a single soul.
If one suffered misfortune, the other would be severely affected.
Before growing or recovering, she had to protect herself.
“Can Lilivere handle it?” Lucifer frowned.
“She is far stronger than the Saint. No need to worry.”
“But the Saint, after all, is a human blessed by the Night Goddess. What worries me more is the Night Goddess’s power. Demon Lord, which number Saint did you foresee?”
“The tenth Saint—the Shield of Engelia, Verenika Helvel.” Cililia answered following the game’s storyline.
“I understand.” Lucifer nodded slightly. “I will prepare all information on her to ensure the capture operation goes flawlessly.”
Cililia was taken aback.
Capture… capture operation?
Lucifer was planning to take the Saint alive!
She couldn’t help but pity the as-yet-unmet Miss Verenika.
Facing two Demon Generals and the Demon Lord herself, the Saint wouldn’t stand a chance even if she grew wings.
“Before that, there’s one more thing.”
Lucifer smiled, her gentle expression unlike a subordinate facing a superior, but rather old friends reunited after a long time.
“Wh-what is it?” Cililia’s heart sank.
“Just like three hundred years ago, I’ll bathe you.” Lucifer stepped to the throne and brushed her fingertips over Cililia’s hand, sliding up her arm.
…Huh?!
Cililia shuddered.
No, wait, this wasn’t in the setting!
And the story never mentioned such details about the Demon Lord three centuries ago!
But considering the relationship between Lucifer and the Demon Lord…
This was probably just an everyday matter to them.
Ugh, she had to keep from showing even the slightest panic.
It was just girls bathing together.
Besides, she wasn’t the Demon Lord from three hundred years ago; her figure and appearance were smaller now. Lucifer wouldn’t have any strange fetishes for younger girls, right?
Then again, it was hard to say!
“Th-then… let’s go…” Cililia’s lips twitched.
She tried her best to remain calm, but her voice trembled uncontrollably.
Especially looking at Lucifer’s smile—the beauty of her face and aura almost made her want to say “Mom,” while the faintly glowing heart in her crimson eyes was an irresistible allure.
So this was the seductive power of a succubus…
Ugh! Why did she feel a warmth spreading in her lower abdomen…
“It’s my honor to bathe you.”
Lucifer placed her hand over her chest and bowed slightly.
She stepped forward and swept Cililia into a princess carry, heading toward the palace’s bath.
She was so practiced it was as if she were at home.
Cililia’s thoughts were still in a daze.
By the time she came to her senses, they were already at the large bath.
The enormous pool could fit over a dozen people bathing at once, and thanks to an automatic magic array, the ice-cold water was slowly heating up.
Heating up along with the flush on Cililia’s face.
“W-wait! What are you doing?!”
Cililia’s cheeks burned red as she disregarded the Demon Lord’s dignity, jumping out of Lucifer’s arms and retreating backward.
But the moment she said that, she regretted it.
No matter how you looked at it, those words didn’t fit the Demon Lord’s image.
And she was right now…
“Splash!”
Cililia accidentally backed to the edge of the pool, lost her footing, and tumbled in.
Ouch! The water was freezing!
No, no, no!
Such a clumsy move was definitely not fitting for the Demon Lord!
“Splish…”
Water splashed as Lucifer sank into the still chilly bath.
She grabbed Cililia’s hand and supported her waist to bring her back to the surface.
“Demon Lord, you’re still as easily embarrassed and careless as you were three hundred years ago. That hasn’t changed one bit.”
Huh? The Demon Lord had that kind of setting? Cililia had already prepared herself for her identity to be exposed and a fierce battle to erupt with Lucifer.
She couldn’t help but imagine the once queen-like Demon Lord shyly in Lucifer’s embrace… The contrast was just too great!