Die, princess, the devil is mine!

Chapter 145 The Benefactor Who Killed His Father

After all, although I have chatted with Illya several times "online", this is the first time we meet in person... uh, in real life.

Lin En could understand the anxiety of the Seven Demon Sisters at this moment, but he could not understand why she was so anxious.

Shouldn't the top priority right now be to forcefully suppress the demonic powers that harbor rebellious intentions? Isn't it a little late to give birth to a little heir demon at this time?
"Don't be like this, this is the first time we meet."

Lin En stretched out his weak hand to pull away the extremely powerful and arrogant Demon King Illya. In the more than ten years that he had fought against the demons, this was probably the most difficult opponent he had faced.

After all, she's a 1.95 meter tall lady, so tall and strong, it's reasonable that I can't resist...

"Master Demon Emperor, are you planning to wear this human attire to meet the demons? Don't move for now. I'll change your clothes and put on some makeup for you."

Illya continued to torment Lin En without giving any explanation, but after she explained, Lin En, who was about to lie down, suddenly felt stronger.

If he doesn't have any bad intentions towards me, then it would be meaningless.

Lin En quickly reached out and grabbed Illya's big hand that was pulling his hand. Well, it was a really big hand, almost as big as his hand.

With her body shape, she naturally cannot have the delicate hands like the beautiful human girls, but this is not entirely true, because although Illya's hands are not delicate, they are still quite delicate.

At least her skin was very white, tender and smooth, and at first glance she was obviously a noble lady who had never worked.

"Bring me the clothes, I'll change myself."

Lynn took a deep breath and spoke to Illya in a commanding tone.

As the master of the Arrogant Palace, the Demon King of the Arrogant Demon Kingdom, and the leader of the new generation of seven demon kings, Illya has never obeyed the orders of any demon, including her father and the Demon Dragon King, the lord of the demon world.

But when Lin En opened her mouth, Illya subconsciously wanted to hand over the royal robe. She didn't wake up until she actually took out the royal robe and held it in her hands.

"Please change your clothes quickly, Lord Demon Emperor. I'll wait for you at the dressing table."

Illya did not obediently hand the clothes directly to Lin En, but put them on the table beside her. She knew that Lin En probably had no ill intentions, but the pride in her heart made her do it even though she knew it was wrong.

She has tried very hard to behave like a normal demon. She didn't even call herself "the king" and didn't address Lin En as "you all". She has clearly changed a lot.

"You have the same temper as your damn father."

Lin En laughed and shook her head. Arrogance was arrogance, and awkwardness was really awkward. As long as it was something she wanted to do, she would be willing to help him change clothes like a maid, but if someone else ordered her to do it, she would refuse even if it was just to hand it to him.

"No, I am even more arrogant than him. He actually put aside his arrogance and acknowledged that the Demon Dragon Emperor is the supreme being in the Demon Realm. But I always believe that I am the future of the Demon Realm and I am the Demon Realm Emperor!"

Hearing Lin En's casual words, Illya immediately frowned and refuted. She was absolutely different from her dead father. His arrogance was absolute and he was not worthy of being compared with her.

"But he's much stronger than you. Even though he's nothing compared to me, he can at least be my opponent for a while. But you...if you say something you don't want to hear, I can strangle you to death with one hand."

While Lin En was changing into the blood-red imperial robe with a strong demon style, he seemed to be chatting with Illya casually.

He tried to detect resentment or anger in her eyes, but whether it was because she was too good at hiding her emotions or simply didn't care, Lin En saw nothing. "The Demon Emperor's power is undeniable. Even His Majesty the Demon Dragon Emperor is no match for you. But I'm only a little weaker now. In the future, I won't need you to help me ascend the throne."

Illya is still the Arrogant Demon King after all, and her confidence in herself seems to have reached the point of arrogance. Not to mention whether she can ascend the throne as emperor in the future, the 900-level demigod barrier that separates mortals from gods and demons is not something that can be easily broken through.

The previous Miracle game was extremely popular, with billions of players worldwide, but only a few could reach level 900. This was the result of gamification, and there was a clear experience bar for upgrading.

Illya is only level 750 now, and no one knows how old she is now. If she has lived more than one-third of her lifespan, then she basically has no future.

"I hope your talent matches your ambition."

Lynn said nonchalantly.

"Of course. You know, the Abyss Demon King can live for three thousand years, and I'm only 350 years old this year."

Illya said proudly that at her age, she was at level 750, which put her in the top seven in the history of the Demonic Underworld.

Damn it! If her six younger sisters hadn't all transformed to level 750, she would be the greatest demon in history! An invincible being, surpassing her father and even all the previous emperors!

"That's really impressive. I give you a thumbs up."

Lin En said this and gave Illya a thumbs up, expressing his recognition of her talent and strength, but it was just recognition.

After all, although the Level 3000 Abyss Demon King with a lifespan of 350 years and the age of 750 is powerful, he is still slightly inferior to the Human Saint Emperor who is 1000 years old and has a minimum lifespan of 27 years and only God knows the maximum.

"Your Majesty, the Demon King is quite good at mocking demons. Although I, Elijah Murphy, think highly of myself, my talent and strength are not worthy of your praise at this moment. Perhaps in another three hundred years, I will be able to hold my head high and demonstrate my strength in front of you."

Illya looked at Lin En, whose temperament had not changed at all after he put on the demon king robe, and sighed silently, while not forgetting to respond to his hypocritical praise.

"We're partners, and I didn't mean to mock you. Well, as an apology for my insincere tone, I'll give this to you."

Lin En was clearly just praising casually, and although it wasn't completely sincere, it was at least a certain degree of recognition. However, it's not surprising that the arrogant demon might not be able to stand this tone and would interpret it as ridicule.

So Lin En, knowing that her like didn't light up the little red heart, took the initiative to apologize and turned over the sign with her name engraved on it as an apology.

"This is... the Demon King's Order!"

Looking at the thing Lin En casually handed over, feeling the desire for it with her whole body and soul, even though Illya had never accepted gifts from male demons before, she had to make an exception this time.

"The Arrogant Demon King's Order, absolutely genuine."

Seeing that Illya was too surprised to reach out, Lin En handed the token forward and put it directly into her chest.

"It's you! You are the one who killed my father."

Illya took the Demon King's Order handed to her by Lin En in a daze, muttering to herself.

(End of this chapter)