Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

If the Banshees had not suffered heavy casualties in the war, there would have been many more lovely children like Aifanil.

Ascalon and Manfred did not speak, but they silently acknowledged the merits of Aifanil in their hearts. And since he is Ramalen's biological blood, he will surely become the new leader of the Banshee King's Court in the near future.

Everyone had different opinions until a smell from Aifaniel made Lucifer discover Watson.

"Hashidou Madai, you..."

Lucifer came closer and smelled Alphanelle, lifted up her blue-gray hair, brushed the little witch's ear feathers, and almost lifted up Alphanelle's black dress to see what was going on.

Seeing this, Ascalon and Manfred didn't know whether they should stop Lucifer's "crazy" behavior.

Ramalen said nothing, but the smile behind the veil seemed to grow even more intense, as if she was deliberately waiting for something to happen.

"This *Sarkaz slang* is a boy ball, not... a boy baby?"

The normal sense of smell of the blood demons may not be as sharp as that of Rupert or Pero, but they are very sensitive to the smell of blood and can distinguish between men and women to a certain extent.

And there is no doubt that the little banshee in front of him is Ramalen's son.

"Male...?"

"Oh my god..."

Ascalon and Manfred were also incredulous when they heard this.

With such an innocent face, long hair tied into a braid, and the same long skirt as La Marlene's, who's little sister is this?

Aifanil, who was the center of the topic, looked at Lucifer, one of the few outsiders who could recognize his true gender, with a strange expression.

However, both Lucifer and the great lord named Ducare had a faint smell of blood, and Aifaniel did not like this smell very much.

"Oh, I didn't expect that you, Lucifer, could recognize Alphanil's gender at a glance just like Dukare. The blood demon's sense of smell is really sensitive."

"He has also met the Maharaja?"

"Yeah, Dukare was also a little surprised when he first found out. It seems that Alphanil quite likes playing with his blood creations."

"My little kid brother..."

Lucifer looked at Aifaniel, who was not even as tall as his waist.

At this moment, Aifanil was at most a little older than Ascalon when he was just picked up. At such a young age, he dared to challenge the Blood Demon Lord - this boy was so terrifying!

Moreover, Aifanil is an unprecedented male banshee in the banshee clan, and she also has the blood of the Lord of the Royal Court flowing in her veins, which is extremely explosive in the history of Kazdel.

"What a great start for the protagonist of this novel..."

This buff can be said to be fully stacked. If he were Aifanir, he would definitely shout out on the spot: There has never been such a wonderful start, please cheer for me, cheer for me... cheer.

As the saying goes, comparing yourself to others will only make you feel nauseous. On the other hand, Lucifer himself had a very difficult start and was almost blown away, so he had to start over again for the third round.

Lucifer blushed a little at the thought.

No, we have to have something classic.

Under the gazes of Ramalen and the others, Lucifer bent down and approached Aifanil again. A "healthy" smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and scarlet blood extended from his fingertips and turned into fresh claws.

"A little demon girl like you is born to be eaten by the blood demon~"

Lucifer bared his teeth and moved his claws made of blood, as if he wanted to tear Alphanil into heroic pieces.

What was even more unexpected was that Aifaniel, who did not sense any malice from Lucifer, reached out and gently grasped Lucifer's terrifying claws.

"You are very special. Do you want me to sing a song for you?"

"...Thank you for the invitation, but please don't send me away. Sing it for the Lord instead."

The singing of the Banshees may be very beautiful, but they usually play elegies to commemorate those who have passed away due to death.

Even if he was strong enough, Lucifer didn't want to be filled with flags by Aifanil, so that he wouldn't be blown to death by Aifanil one day in the future.

Lucifer retracted his terrifying bloody claws and perverted grin, and his interaction with Aifanil made Ramalen laugh softly.

"It seems that Alphanil will get along well with Lucifer in the future."

"Don't be so mean. If you don't do something tough, you won't get my approval... Wait, does he like wearing women's clothes?"

Lucifer was sweating profusely as he looked at Aifaniel.

This is not the style of cross-dressing.

"Hmm... How should I put this..."

Holding the cute and docile Aifanil who was as cute as a doll, Ramalen herself had never thought that she would give birth to an unheard-of male banshee.

"I had prepared a lot of skirts for girls, but I didn't expect a miracle to happen... But Elfanil looks cute in a skirt. It would be even better if she could smile more."

Lamaren, who was extremely intelligent, suddenly had an idea and simply put the skirts on Aifanil.

And maybe because Aifanil lived in the Banshee Valley and the only people she interacted with were big banshee sisters, she thought wearing a skirt was the most normal thing.

It was not until the successive visits of Tracys, the Blood Demon Lord, the Scavenger King and others that the young Aifanil was shocked for a whole year.

From then on, Aifanil discovered that boys could wear trousers.

But Lamaren was so powerful that she could do nothing but become a ruthless clothes hanger. From then on, Alphanil would never laugh again.

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Lucifer nodded in empathy and looked at Aifaniel with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Just ask yourself, which grown man hasn’t been tricked into wearing a little skirt as a child?

A boy’s childhood is incomplete without being dressed as a woman.

"Hey, Lucifer, you guys are back from your retreat. And Alphanil, you're here too?"

Theresa, who suddenly appeared at the corner of the corridor, pressed the flash button frantically and hugged the young banshee.

Theresa, who is Lamaren's best friend, also likes the cute Alphaniel and holds him in her arms as always.

But Alphanil, who was bombarded with facial cleansers, looked like he had lost all hope in life, as if to say: I have tasted enough, take it away quickly...

Chapter 29: Alphanil? (Indifferent)

Aifaniel, who seemed to have lost all hope and no longer had any joy or sorrow in his life, struggled to raise his head and looked for help at Lucifer standing beside him.

Quack! Lucifer! Save my teeth!

Aifanil grew up in the Banshee Valley, and most of the banshees were enthusiastic big sisters like Ramalen, who could play with her anytime and anywhere.

Absolutely, you can easily get your teeth done!

Aifanil had tasted enough, and his heart had long been as cold as the frozen soil of Ursus.

Thinking of the "big thunder" that had happened to Aifaniel, the heartbroken Lucifer burst into tears, and crystal tears could not help but flow from the corners of his mouth.

"Alphanil? (Indifferent)"

"..."

The young banshee was silent and seemed a little dead.

Just when Aifanil thought he was isolated and helpless in hell, the gospel that seemed like salvation came to him.

"That's enough, Theresa, let him go."

Theresis walked over slowly and stopped Theresa's murder plan to suffocate Aifanil with her breasts.

He looked at Theresa again and again with complicated eyes, but said nothing. He turned his head and fixed his gaze on Lucifer and his two disciples.

"Is your training over?"

"Correct, unless you are willing for me to give them some blood demon transformation technology, or send them to the blood demon lord for further training?"

Lucifer has taught Ascalon and Manfred everything that ordinary people can learn. The rest are all skill trees unique to the Blood Demon, and they can only rely on the two of them to pretend to be athletes to accumulate experience.

"No, that's enough, you did a great job."

It was not difficult for Tracy to see that Lucifer had invested a lot of effort in teaching these two apprentices.

Even if he went into battle himself, he probably wouldn't be able to do better than Lucifer.

As for sending him to the Blood Demon Lord for further training, it's better to just think about it. Tracy would rather believe that Lucifer would send him to him rather than to that lunatic.

"So, do you have anything else to report?"

"It's time to hand in the papers. I'll hand them over to you and my mission will be completed."

"..."

For a moment, Tracy was in a trance.

He and Theresa really couldn't spare the time to take care of the children, so they just gave Ascalon and Manfred to Lucifer, never thinking that Lucifer would return them.

But in this way, Theresis inexplicably felt that he and Theresa were not human beings. After squeezing Lucifer, they wanted to snatch away the two apprentices he had invested most of his efforts and energy in...

Otherwise, it’s better to refuse.

Just when Tracy had this thought, Lucifer spoke first.

"Oi, you guys don't want to leave Askalon and Xiaoman here forever, do you, such an old bastard?"

"...That's not the case."

The words of evasion turned into something else when they came to my lips.

Perhaps Tracy also thought that Ascalon and Manfred could not be left in the greenhouse forever, and that the sharp blades needed real battles to be honed.

Askalon and Manfred behind Lucifer said nothing.

Since their teacher had made up his mind, they had no way to refute it. They could only hope that they would not let Lucifer down.

"... Theresa and I will be in charge of the Acting Military Committee and the Tower of Babel respectively. Let's give them the power to make their own choice."

Although Tracy's remarks seemed to give Ascalon and Manfred a decent choice, Lucifer felt that there was another hidden meaning behind them.

He turned to look at Ramalen and Theresa. They were still silent, but their expressions, which should have been happy, were covered with a layer of depression.

Only the young little banshee is ignorant and has an unpolluted beauty.

"I... will go to the Military Council."

Manfred, who was feeling a little conflicted, was the first to reveal where he was going.

He had been taken care of by Theresa in the Military Committee. Although he felt a little sorry for Theresa, Manfred felt that with his abilities he might be more suitable for the Military Committee.