Die, princess, the devil is mine!

Meanwhile, somewhere tens of thousands of miles away.

Lynn carried one little girl in each hand like a cat, walking through the desolate, smokeless mountains.

"Little Yuna, you're amazing! How did you manage to set off such a huge flashbang just now?"

Little Yuri was being held by the back of her neck by her father, Lynn, with her hands hanging down and her feet not touching the ground, swaying in mid-air. Since she didn't need to walk, she had plenty of time to ask her friends what had just happened.

"I don't know either. I just felt really uncomfortable, so I just let out a big one. I felt much better after that..."

Little Yuna has the same outfit as Little Yuri, but unlike Little Yuri who hangs down obediently, Little Yuna is not idle even when she is lifted into the air. Her two little hands and feet are working hard to paddle, as if she is practicing the doggy paddle in the air.

It's clear she's much more comfortable after taking a big breath. Before, she was quiet and reserved, but now she's back to her usual lively and active self.

"You two have really given Dad a big surprise!"

Lynn strolled through the forest with his two daughters. After teleporting here with his people, he no longer needed to hide. No demon in the demon realm could detect their location without his prior notice.

However, the fright that little Yuna had just given him was too great, so Lynn had to be extremely cautious.

He was absolutely certain that little Yuna, like little Yuri, had a demonic soul residing within her body, but the burst of divine light power she had just unleashed was almost too much for him to conceal, demonstrating just how high its level was.

Lynn originally imagined the demonic souls within them as the divided souls of the Destruction Demon God and the Guardian Demon God. How could they unleash such dazzling divine power of light while being enveloped by the divided soul of the Demon King? They couldn't just be divided souls of a celestial god or a supreme god, could they?

Lynn's face darkened as he stole a glance at the two little ones chattering away.

"We don't know what's going on either. Maybe Dad can give us a medical check-up."

Little Yuna was still doggy-paddleing in mid-air. Hearing her father say that, she obediently and sensibly tried to think of a solution for him.

"It might not be useful; your problem is a matter of the soul."

As Lynn spoke, he looked up into the distance. With his eyesight, he could see a large city in the far distance, even across the mountains. He wasn't very familiar with the cities of the Demon Realm, but he could sense a familiar aura in the city and was certain that it was the City of Wrath ahead.

Is this the border of the Wrathful Demon Kingdom? He flew around randomly without marking any coordinates, but who cares? The entire demon realm is his domain; there's no place without his wife.

"Later I'll take you to meet an auntie, and see if she has any special feelings for you."

Lynn was still hiding his identity as the Two-Faced Emperor from the others, but now that he had discovered that Little Yuri and Little Yuna possessed the souls of demon gods, and that their situation was even more serious than his, there was naturally no need to hide it from them anymore.

Moreover, the two little ones are very obedient; as long as he explains things clearly, they won't go back and spread rumors.

"Is that Aunt Demon King? Lin En's father said before that they would be sent as part of the dowry..."

As soon as the clever little Yuri heard that Lynn was going to take them to see an aunt, she immediately guessed that it must be a demon king.

They had all seen the Seven Demon Kings before, though they hadn't seen them very clearly. But for their father to demand that they come as dowry, they must be stunning beauties of unparalleled beauty. And given their father's current status, the only ones in the demon realm who could barely be worthy of him were the Seven Demon Kings; there were no other demons.

Who made it possible that the only two near-gods in the demon realm were one male and one ugly?
"Is she aunt or mom? What should we call her when we see her?"

Little Yuna picked up where her friend left off and voiced her own question. Ever since she recognized Lynn as her father, the number of mothers she had been seeing had increased at an astonishing rate. She had gotten used to treating every beautiful new woman she met as her mother, since even if she wasn't at the time, she would be in the future.

"Little Yuna is silly! Even if she's your mother, you have to call her 'Auntie' first, otherwise your new mother will feel embarrassed."

Little Yuri, swaying unsteadily, "angrily confronts" her sister. Little Yuna, still not quite awake, thinks she's one of those mothers from the Divine World. She should know this is the Demon Realm! For two human children to call the Demon King "Mom" upon meeting is bound to seem very strange.

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."

Hearing this, Yuna didn't argue with Yuri. She was the most open to other people's opinions. Whatever her best friend and buddy said, she would accept it, since there was no real difference anyway.

While the two little ones were chatting away, Lynn had already carried them across the mountains and forests, and in one step they appeared in the palace of the Wrathful Demon Kingdom.

The palace of the Wrathful Demon King was not as quiet as his Demon Emperor's Palace. It was a place where demons came and went, and demons flowed like a woven tapestry. However, thanks to Lynn's deliberate concealment, no demon was able to detect these three very quick guests.

"Wow, there are so many beautiful witches here."

The two little ones looked around and let out the same soft gasp.

It should be noted that among the demons who invaded the world of miracles, witches were not particularly rare, but apart from succubi, there were not many beautiful witches to be heard of.

What the two little ones didn't know was that, due to the issue of faith in the Destruction Demon God camp, their power was biased towards ferocity and rage. And the attribute of power would affect the mental appearance of the demon. Under the erosion of the Destruction attribute, their appearance would become distorted to varying degrees over time, naturally making them mostly ugly demons.

Conversely, the power of the Guardian Demon God camp tends to be more moderate, so the Guardian Witches, represented by the Seven Great Demon Kings, have a much better mental state and are not distorted by their own power. Relatively speaking, the probability of handsome men and beautiful women appearing in their camp is hundreds of times greater than that of the Destruction Demon God camp.

Generally speaking, apart from lustful demons, not many demons care so much about appearance. After all, the demon realm and its various demon races respect the strong, not who is more beautiful. Even for special races like succubi, the competition within their groups is about who is more seductive and more capable of exploiting others, not who is more beautiful.

If we're talking about beauty, who among the entire succubus race, including all the half-succubi with succubus blood, can compare to the lustful demon queen, Phantom Trisis?
However, what impressive achievements does this Demon Lord, who possesses the most beautiful succubus, have?

What's the use of being pretty? She doesn't know how to flirt. If it weren't for her status and inheritance from the Lustful Demon King, and the fact that she was handpicked by the new Demon Emperor, she probably wouldn't have been able to complete even one Demon Slayer in her entire life, and would have become a disgrace to the succubus.

Those who haven't lived in the demon realm for a long time wouldn't understand these things. Even Lynn was surprised when he discovered that Sala's palace was filled with so many beautiful witches. He could understand that Sala had replaced all the demons in the palace with women for certain reasons, but he couldn't quite understand why even the demon maids who swept the floor were so beautiful.

Is this a "Lynn Palace of Pleasure"?
Khazara isn't a lustful demon, so how could her rage be related to these things?

Well, speaking of which, she's never really shown her rage properly, has she?
Ilya's arrogance was written all over her face, and Aya's jealousy was beginning to surface, but then Sala's fury...

It's not entirely her fault; this kind of demonic rage requires certain triggers.

Lynn wasn't entirely sure how Sala had fared before, but ever since he started helping the Seven Demon Lords, their lives had been incredibly smooth and successful.

He ascended to the throne, seized power, and his strength increased rapidly. He won a great victory in the battle of faith, eliminated the opposition, and steadily promoted various reform measures...

Under such circumstances, it's really hard to know what there is to be angry about, let alone be furious. Perhaps one day in the future, he will take the six demon kings out to play and deliberately leave Sala out, and she will be so angry that she will jump up and down.

Hmm, this trick seems like it could be used on Aya too; she might jump even higher than Salah!

Lynn, lost in thought, followed the scent all the way to Sala's palace.

He could "see" that Sala was handling official business in her office. Although demons usually did not need to sign a lot of documents, there were many things that she did need to confirm personally. At the same time, thousands of "monitoring screens" were lit up in her office, which were all key locations and demons responsible for the transfer of supplies. Her office was also staffed with ten female secretaries, all of whom were powerful members of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Clan, who were responsible for keeping an eye on the monitoring and reporting any abnormalities immediately.

Lynn did not disturb Sala's work, but simply barged into her bedroom. Unlike the bedroom she randomly chose in the Demon Emperor's Palace, the bedroom in the Wrathful King's Palace was her true boudoir.

Lynn finally put the two little ones down, and the three of them—one big and two small—excitedly began to tour the private domain of the raging demon king.

To be honest, Sala is quite the character when it comes to contrasts. She usually appears as a fiery and impatient demon queen, almost like a boy if she gets too fierce. However, her bedroom is surprisingly pink. Not only are the sheets and blankets pink, but even the walls are painted pink. In addition, there's an army of dolls that take up two-thirds of the bed and four-fifths of the walls, making little Yuri and little Yuna's eyes light up.

"I want to sleep here!"

The two little ones pointed to the empty spot on the pink bed and shouted in unison, clearly showing how much they liked it.

However, Lynn did not agree to their request immediately, because that spot should have been his. It wasn't that he liked plush toys or dolls, but rather that he should sleep next to Sala wherever she slept.

"Lynn, what brings you here... um?"

Just as Lynn reached out to hold the two little ones down so they wouldn't get on the demon's bed, the space in the palace suddenly fluctuated, and the furious demon king Sala, who was working in her office just a second ago, appeared right in front of her.

Within the Palace of Wrath, Sala was the ruler of this place. Although the Palace of Wrath did not have a terrifying protective array like the Demon Emperor's Palace, it still had exquisite protective arrays. However, Lynn and the others deliberately concealed themselves when they entered the palace, as the arrays of the lower realm were simply powerless against a true god. As soon as Lynn removed the concealment in her palace, Sala sensed it immediately and teleported back.

However, just as she was preparing to welcome her husband with a slightly happy expression, the first thing she saw when she returned to the room was not Lynn herself, but two little girls vying to climb onto her bed.

These two little girls look somewhat familiar; I think I've seen them before, perhaps back in the Divine Protection Continent...

"Divine Emperor, you..."

"Alright, no need to act anymore. These two kids might be even more wicked than you."

Sala, realizing what was happening, was about to act panicked and terrified, but Lynn waved her hand, interrupting her before the play could even begin.

Sala already couldn't understand why Lynn would bring his child from the world of miracles, and after hearing what he said, she was even more confused.

What does it mean to be more demonic than me? Is "demon" an adjective?
And aren't your two children human girls? How did they become demons?
Confused, Sala could only accept the parts she could understand for the time being. She put away her acting skills, walked to the bedside with curiosity, and sat down, staring longingly at the two little cuties who were standing still under Lynn's palm.

"Hello Auntie, my name is Yuri."

"Hello Auntie, my name is Yuna."

“We are Lynn’s father’s daughters, we are eight years old this year, it’s nice to meet you.” ×2.

Under Sala's watchful gaze, the two little ones, showing no stage fright whatsoever, first introduced themselves in unison, and then greeted their soon-to-be mother politely in unison.

Auntie...

What an adorable nickname! Are you calling me?
As Sala listened to the two little ones' clear, crisp voices, she felt a sudden warmth in her heart, a feeling she couldn't quite describe.

She had never felt this way before, not even when Lynn kissed her. She did feel a little flutter in her heart then, but it wasn't as heartwarming as when the two little cuties called her "Auntie."

"Yes, my good child, Auntie is so happy to see you... Oh dear..."

Sala, who secretly loves pink and girly styles, couldn't help but adore her chubby, pink-clad "daughter." Feeling warm inside, she couldn't help but reach out to push Lynn's hand off their heads and put her own hand in her place.

Of course, she wouldn't be as rough as Lynn. These adorable little ones definitely needed to be pampered. She would gently stroke their round heads, then pinch their chubby cheeks, and even nibble on their smooth, tender skin. Finally...

However, before Sala could even plan her final move, just as she quickly grabbed Lynn's hand and flung it away, her hand landed on little Yuri's head to pat her. Suddenly, she was sitting on the edge of the bed when she was thrown to the ground with a "thud." Even Sala, a powerful demon king at her peak, was caught off guard and only had time to let out a cry.

(End of this chapter)