Chapter 66

### The Forest at Night

I was in the bedroom after finishing my meal and bath.

I had obtained the Philosopher's Stone for rejuvenation and had a good lead on the Light Gem.

All that was left was the idol of the evil god and money.

So I was sitting on the bed, counting the money, thinking I had earned quite a bit over the past few days.

Then, Lillisia returned, her silver hair swaying as she approached the bed.

"What's the matter, Master?"

"I was just wondering how much money I have on hand."

I stacked the gold coins in piles of ten.

Lillisia carefully climbed onto the bed without disturbing the piles, coming close to me. The pleasant scent of her after a bath wafted over.

Looking at the remaining pile of uncounted gold coins, she said,

"These aren't the gold coins of this country, are they?"

"Maybe they're from another country? Or perhaps they're exclusive to the demon world?"

Lillisia picked one up with her slender fingers and examined both sides, a cute wrinkle forming between her eyebrows.

"Demoneus gold coins... They have the face of a scary man laughing loudly."

"Hmm, they don't seem to have a good history. I'll ask Koh to turn them into gold bars."

"That sounds good. Depending on the purity, they should be worth about 500,000 goats each."

"Wow. Then, it looks like I have about 8 million goats in total."

Over the past few days, I had earned about 2 million, combining the shop's sales. At this rate, it seemed I could easily accumulate around 15 million goats.

I put away the counted gold coins and lay down on the bed.

Lillisia, still sitting on the bed, gathered her hair behind her neck. Her slender nape looked alluring.

"What's the matter, Lillisia?"

"I was thinking about cutting my hair... What do you think, Master?"

I looked at Lillisia intently.

Feeling my gaze, she grabbed her silver hair in various lengths—short, medium, and so on. All lengths were beautiful.

"Hmm, Lillisia looks good with any hairstyle."

"Thank you! But I want to have the hairstyle you like the most."

Lillisia smiled shyly.

I thought for a moment.

Indeed, in human form, any hairstyle would look good.

However—

I conveyed the image in my mind.

"I think longer hair suits you better as an angel. Your shining silver hair gives off a divine aura... and when you float, your hair spreads out like it's in water, looking incredibly beautiful..."

As I shared my honest thoughts, Lillisia's face quickly turned red.

She leaned against me, her large breasts soft.

"I'm so happy. You noticed so much... I'll keep my hair long from now on."

"Yes, I want you to stay this way... um..."

Lillisia tilted her head at my hesitation.

"What's the matter?"

"How old are you, Lillisia? I know it's not polite to ask a woman her age, but—"

Lillisia puffed out her cheeks with a smile.

"Oh, really? ...But as a joke, I don't actually know my exact age. Time doesn't really flow in the heavens."

"So, once you reach a certain age, you stop aging?"

"Yes. I haven't changed. Probably for a hundred years, or maybe a thousand, or even ten thousand years."

"What about your childhood? You must have been a cute child."

Lillisia placed her finger on her slender chin, thinking.

"...I feel like I've always been in this form. I was created by God."

"I see. That's a bit disappointing. You must have been a cute child."

"That makes me happy."

"Then, if I see a child, I might be able to imagine your childhood."

"Huh? A child, with you!? —Ah!"

I pulled the confused Lillisia into a kiss.

She kissed me more passionately than usual, her fingers unbuttoning my clothes as our lips met.

Her soft curves pressed against me even more.

She moved her kisses from my lips to my cheek, ear, and down to my collarbone. Each time she felt the kiss, her large breasts swayed.

"Ahh! —Master! Give me more, holy waves and children!"

"I will."

I held her tightly, pouring my feelings into the embrace.

Lillisia's long silver hair was disheveled, and her white skin turned a rosy pink from the heightened emotions.

And so, once again, we loved each other until our white wings were stained white.

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Meanwhile, in another place.

The Demon King was in a certain castle.

The beautiful white-walled castle, with its triangular tiled roofs stacked one on top of the other and a tower at the top, was illuminated by the moonlight.

In a tatami room within the castle, the Demon King and his subordinate, the Goblin Great Mage Goub, were seated.

Goub was sitting formally, but the Demon King was propped up on his elbow on a low table.

The table was spread with a novel manuscript.

The Demon King, who seemed to be writing, was frowning and muttering to himself.

Then, a tall man entered the room.

He was wearing a front-buttoned robe, slender and delicate like a woman, with a face so beautiful it could be mistaken for a woman's. His long, beautiful eyes were as black as obsidian, and his tied-up black hair was equally lustrous.

His long eyelashes and straight nose alone were beautiful, but his natural eyeshadow added to his beauty.

His cool eyes, though not smiling, gave off a mysterious aura.

The beautiful man glided across the room with long strides, heading for a desk by the wall.

He sent a sidelong glance at the Demon King, who was sitting sternly.

"How long do you plan to stay like this? Your injuries are healed, right? I want to be alone in my room."

"We can't move until we have a plan to deal with that ridiculous hero, Alec."

"That's what I said before. You can't win with just the forces of darkness."

"You're no different."

"No, no. That's why I've taken control of the human kingdom and rule as a wise king."

"You sound like the evil dragon king who once ruled this world with slaughter and terror."

The beautiful man narrowed his eyes, his gaze turning cold.

"My name is now Mikoto. Don't call me by my old name. You never know who might be listening... especially in this country."

"Then, shall I call you the most beautiful princess of the East, Mikoto? A nickname the humans have given you."

The Demon King snorted provocatively.

Goub, alarmed, bowed deeply and stepped forward.

"Please, Demon King, calm down... I apologize, Mikoto. The Demon King is troubled by Alec's unjust violence..."

Goub, still sitting on the tatami, bowed repeatedly.

Mikoto smiled, his beauty lighting up the room.

"Well, it seems you've had a tough time... By the way, have you tallied the damage?"

"Yes, Mikoto. Fortunately, the Demon King's reduced workload due to novel writing helped. All the undead were destroyed, but the other monsters in the castle, those of B-rank and above, survived. The lower C-rank and below, who were on parental leave or vacation, were also unharmed. The printing factory was undamaged."

"Hmm. I heard about the catastrophic damage, but it seems we were lucky."

"However, it happened in an instant... Hero Alec... It was impossible."

The Demon King clenched his jagged teeth, his face contorted with bitterness.

Mikoto, with a gentle smile on his beautiful face, spoke in a clear voice.

"Even a hero is human. The best way to protect yourself from humans is to use humans as a shield. Therefore, our country has banned the entry of heroes. Of course, this is supported by the people, and my opinion has been accepted. We have even withdrawn from the Hero Agreement and banned the entry of heroes."

"Hmph, you did well."

The Demon King turned his face away, as if sulking.

Mikoto said nothing, sitting at the desk by the wall with a refined smile.

Goub, moving his knee slightly, turned to face the Demon King.

He looked up at the Demon King with a serious expression.

"O Demon King, I have a request."

"Hmm? What is it, Goub? Speak."

"Shall we ask—excuse me, Mikoto, to lend us the advanced blacksmithing technology of Yamata to rebuild the Demon Army?"

"What! Are you asking me to bow to him?"

"But, if we continue like this, we won't even be able to survive, O Demon King!"

The Demon King, deep in thought, placed his hand on his chin and looked at Mikoto, who was writing pensively by the window.

"Mikoto, do you have a way to defend against that high-density holy wave?"

"Even the evil barrier you set up around the castle was destroyed in one hit. It doesn't seem like a simple barrier or enchantment would work... However, if I were to research it, it could be an interesting topic."

Mikoto's lips curved into a confident smile.

He didn't explicitly say whether it was possible, but his tone implied confidence in finding a solution.

The Demon King turned to Mikoto and bowed.

"Then, I ask you. Teach me a way to defend against that holy wave."

Mikoto's long, black eyes widened in surprise.

"You seem serious."

"I can't afford to lose any more loyal subordinates. If bowing can save lives, it's a small price to pay. ...I ask you."

The Demon King bowed again, deeply.

Mikoto, taken aback, quickly covered his mouth with his flexible hand and laughed beautifully.

"Please stand up. Truly... You are an entertaining Demon King."

"Say what you will. I have already failed with the 'hide and wait' strategy. I may not be wise, but I am not a fool to repeat the same mistake."

"Very well, let's cooperate."

"Thank you. I owe you."

The Demon King raised his head, a fierce smile on his face.

Mikoto's cool eyes softened as he smiled back.

At that moment, the strongest alliance between the two major forces, who had acted separately until now, was formed.

Goub watched the scene with moist, tearful eyes, deeply moved.

### "Until Mikoto crosses the River of Three Crossings, 3 days remain"

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