Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

After all, melons aren't free; what goes around comes around, and it's not hard to get more.

After Florettis left, no one ever came to the roof again.

Looking at the night sky any longer would become tiresome, and with the red wine already empty, Domi, having nothing better to do, took a long-awaited look at the current lives of his two alt accounts.

Watching other people's lives is one of the most enjoyable things for people who like to have fun.

After returning to the forest elf capital city of Yaleta, Aurora spent her time either hunched over her desk reviewing documents or attending various banquets and celebrity dinners.

The tug-of-war with Merlin appears to be protracted.

After all, this is an internal matter for the Forest Elves, and Domi can't help with it. He just hopes that Aurora can defeat Merlin and become the new Queen of the Forest Elves.

At that time, you will surely reap the benefits.

Then let's turn our attention to Alena.

Every time I watch Alena's third-person perspective, Domi's anger is hard to suppress.

There's no way around it, with so many buffs, she's just too dazzling, completely dominating the Demon King's Castle.

She had already caught the eye of the current Demon King.

Don't misunderstand, "看上" here means "a promising talent has been discovered".

I wonder how things are progressing now...

After hearing Arena's report, Domi was shocked.

Although Arena's current strength is only at the level of a mid-level mage, the Demon King made an exception and recruited her into his ranks, making her one of the Demon King's army officers!

The so-called Demon King's Army Cadres are the strongest group of people under the Demon King, and usually each demon race has one.

But the succubus race is a bit disappointing.

Whether it's because they genuinely lack talent or because of declining morals and changing values, most of them focus solely on "standing out from the crowd," comforting every customer who is emotionally and physically distressed in brothels.

They had absolutely no desire to fight or compete with other demons for territory or rights; they were all just giving up.

Among a group of short people, you couldn't find a single tall person with the ambition to "compete with the heavens"!

Due to limitations imposed by the power-up mechanism, their strength is insufficient.

This can be described as a generation in a transitional phase.

However, Arena's appearance gave Demon King San hope.

She was born into a humble family (a cleaner at a slaughterhouse).

Through hard work, she gradually became the most beautiful courtesan in Hohenzollern, and her strength grew rapidly. Moreover, she occasionally revealed her desire to contribute to the demon race.

Such outstanding individuals! They are the best candidates to fill the leadership positions in the Succubus Clan!

The Demon King's palace was dimly lit, with only the light of the blood moon illuminating the main hall.

Seated on the throne was a man with two horns on his head, who looked very much like a human; that man was the Demon King.

Beneath the throne was a scarlet carpet, and the newly promoted Demon King's army officer, Arena, knelt on one knee before the Demon King.

Wearing a strapless, backless black high-slit evening gown with ribbons, paired with lace-trimmed black stockings and red-soled stiletto heels, she exuded an alluring aura from head to toe.

"Arenna, I hereby officially declare you a member of the Demon King's Army!"

"Given the unique mechanism by which the succubus race enhances its abilities, I will bestow upon you five hundred robust bull demon soldiers each month, along with a palace. It doesn't matter if these soldiers are drained to death; make good use of their essence and strive to become stronger."

Arena didn't show her emotions, but responded in a sweet, delicate voice:

"Thank you for your reward, Lord Demon King. I, Arena, will do my utmost."

"Hmm, very good. You may leave."

"Yes~"

After Arena left, the Demon King stood up and walked towards his bedroom.

The secretary standing beside the Demon King couldn't help but remind him, "Your Majesty, you haven't finished reviewing today's documents yet!"

The Demon King's gait was somewhat strange, and he waved his hand, saying:

"Something urgent has come up; we'll discuss it tomorrow..."

Chapter 125, Section 124: Rules are rigid, but people are flexible, Carlos.

The palaces of the Demon King's military officers surrounded the Demon King's castle like stars around the moon. After leaving the main hall, Arena hadn't walked far before arriving at the 'long-sealed' succubus palace.

Although it hasn't had its owner for a long time, someone still cleaned it until it was spotless.

Pushing open the main hall's doors, you're greeted by a giant bed covered in purple sheets.

Throughout history, succubus leaders have gathered here to discuss the mysteries of the human body with those possessing abundant vital energy, thereby strengthening themselves.

"It's really primitive and inefficient."

Arena muttered a complaint, then took off her high heels, lay on her side on the large bed, propped her head up with one hand, and quietly looked towards the door.

A short while later, the ground shook in unison.

Five hundred Bull Demon Warriors knelt on one knee before the main hall, offering their lives to their new master.

Being sent by the Demon King to drain the life essence of succubi meant their inevitable demise.

As they continue to consume these substances day after day, they either die from overwork or lose their virility. On the battlefield, they are easily slaughtered like little karaomis; either way, they face certain death.

However, they had no regrets, because the Bull Demon Warriors were the most loyal tribe of the Demon Clan, and they were willing to give anything as long as it benefited the Demon Clan.

Besides, dying under a peony is a romantic death, so perhaps that's the main reason...

"Lady Arena, we, five hundred Bull Demon Warriors, are at your command."

"Come in, everyone."

"Yes……"

They picked up the giant axes beside them and marched into the main hall with great fanfare.

Each of them is over two meters tall, with human bodies, skin color similar to lime, and bulging muscles. Only their heads are ferocious bull heads, similar to the Bull Demon King.

There was a reason why they sent these bull-demon warriors.

They are full of energy and are absolutely the best candidates for raising succubi.

"Put the axe in the corner, get ready for OO~"

what? !

Not only was the leading Bull Demon Warrior dumbfounded, but all the Bull Demons behind him were also stunned. So many at once?

Lady Aren is so small, won't she be able to handle it?

"This... Lady Arena, this is too much... um... I'm afraid it might harm you..."

"You don't need to worry about that, just enjoy yourself."

Gulu...

The sounds of swallowing saliva rose and fell.

Just as they put down the axe and were about to do *that*, Arena revealed a faint smile and snapped her fingers.

pia'da!

"Let's just enjoy the sweat and toil in our dreams!"

In an instant, all the Bull Demon Warriors in the hall fell to the ground, their eyes tightly shut.

Perhaps only they themselves know what happened in their dreams.

All Arenna provided them with a customizable 'template'.

The object in the dream could be her, the cow, other demons, or their beloved cow.

Arena deeply understands that in this world of biodiversity, her charm may not work on all creatures; they must be allowed to make their own choices.

When desire reaches its peak, the essence of Yang energy overflows, and these are what Arena truly needs.

Absorbing five hundred at once is much more efficient than before.

However, Arena will not exploit the resources of previous succubus executives.

Even though the Demon King sends five hundred warriors every month, she still chooses to exercise restraint.

Five hundred a month, one thousand for two months, one thousand five hundred for three months...

Then, she'll fill the entire hall with minotaurs! They'll all be completely subservient to her!

A sacrifice to a succubus?

No, that was her private army.

Amidst Alena's faint laughter, Domi, slightly frightened, turned off the system's live stream.

Fortunately, Arena was absolutely obedient to him; otherwise, if such a succubus with no growth bottlenecks were allowed to develop like this, it would only be a matter of time before she replaced the Demon King.

At that time, the amount of vital energy that can be absorbed at once will be far more than five hundred.

The entire Demon King's castle will become her toy, from which she can freely absorb his life essence.

Against a player like that, Domi doesn't know how to win.

A single powerful charm spell could turn all the conquerors against their side; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the empress was wreaking havoc on the world.

"Thank goodness they're family... thank goodness they're family..."

Domi couldn't help but feel a chill for Demon King Sang.

It was late at night, and Domi didn't linger any longer. He jumped off the roof, returned to his room, glanced at Forty-Seven on the bed, and muttered to himself:

"Why does this guy even sleep in a cloak? That's really strange..."

"Never mind, it's none of my business."

So he went straight to sleep.

Little did he know that Forty-Seven was not asleep at all; he was aware of everything happening around him, including Domi's mutterings.