Imp to Demon King: A Journey of Conquest

DING

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As always, the notification awakened him at sunrise and made his heart beat with the eagerness to tackle the day and its challenges.

After stretching his limbs, he made the wheel spin, expecting an incredible draw today to compensate for yesterday's dud.

"I want an SSR item and nothing else! Come on!"

His excited yells reverberated in his room as the needle rattled and the items flashed in his sparkling eyes.

However, his lips lowered, and his nose scrunched as all the good items passed by one after another, leaving useless materials, an enchantment stone, and an outfit.

And a second later, the notification resounded in his ears almost like an insult... Experience tales with m v|l -NovelFire

[Congratulations on obtaining a maid outfit!]

"Congratulate your grandpa! I swear I never had that stupid item in any game! What would I do with it in the first place?"

However, his eyes slipped to the side, hints of guilt and amusement dancing in their depths.

'Can I convince Luna to wear it? The fabric is of incredible quality, and the design is... What am I thinking about?!'

"I think you should wear it yourself and parade through your territory with this noble outfit. I'm sure your citizens will enjoy the show and die in peace... laughing at you! Hahaha."

Tiamat's boisterous laughter cut through the room's wooden wall, reached his trembling ears, and caused his face to darken.

"Find someone else for those weird kinks. I have it because I played a female character, and it was a PvP event's reward!"

He remembered the fierce event, with everyone vying for one of the five unique outfits. Even if the stats were nothing extraordinary, just strolling through the cities with an unobtainable item raised their prestige... and style.

A wry smile stretching his lips, he shook his head as he moved to the door to start the day.

However, Tiamat's voice thundered again.

"Start conquering this weak realm, brat. I'm tired of watching you fool around."

"Let me start with the forest. We'll see about the realm after."

He shrugged, opening the door and leaving the house.

He couldn't rush things and swallow more than he could chew with so few citizens since building a harmonious territory took time and dedication.

Of course, he could expand aggressively by dividing his fighters and conquering villages. Then what? He didn't have the manpower to manage them, not to mention that he would draw other forces' attention, making every large city flock to his forest to cull the demons. Instead, he had to gather information about them and continue one step at a time.

A bitter sigh escaped his lips as he sat before the demonic altar and gazed at the rising sun and the sky's orange hue.

'It's a pity I couldn't dismantle the event's carcasses.'

But he understood the reason. With all the beasts they killed, every surviving lord would have gotten thousands of tier-one beast cores and forty tier-two for those who cleared the ninth wave. Even if they seemed like a delightful addition, it was not if he considered the realms' balance.

'We already got incredible rewards with the special building and the lord badge. Any more would have been no different from handpicking the potential winner and killing the competition. I already broke the balance, though. I wonder if any lord can compete with me.'

His lips curled into a wry smile at the thought and the emerging Ozymandias. His other subjects joined him one by one for their usual breakfast before leaving for work.

Before starting his planned training, he took some time to visit Luna.

'What? I won't know without trying!'

His earlier idea had already taken root in his mind, and he found himself powerless to remove it. Therefore, a bizarre determination burning in his sparkling green eyes, he pushed her hut's door open and gazed at her.

"Didn't I tell you not to return before mastering your demonic essence?"

He saw her beautiful brows crease into a frown and her mesmerising eyes narrow at him. Then, the usual leathery outfit tightly wrapped around her incredible forms.

Somehow, he doubted the maid's outfit would be better than this one. Still, it would help hide her curves a little because... something bulged in his pants again.

'Tsk. Even a monk raised in a temple for thirty years can't resist her charm!'

With a cough to fix his thoughts that wandered into a dangerous realm, he outstretched his hand, making the outfit appear in a radiant light.

"Cough. Your mood seemed a little off yesterday, so I prepared a gift to ask for your forgiveness."

He felt the soft silk in his hand and nodded at the dark and white dress and the smooth socks.

However, he noticed her eyes narrow dangerously and her neck tense as she took it.

"Cough, cough. I'm just worried that some evil bastards will have weird ideas looking at you when you go out. So please, wear... I mean, consider wearing it."

Now, he saw her fists tightened, her arms tremble, and green flames waft erratically from her eyes.

'She's pissed.'

An icy shiver ran down his spine as he scrambled out before she reached her bursting point.

Meanwhile, Luna observed his departing figure with twitching brows. Stomping her feet on the ground, she prepared to burn the infuriating outfit.

"Humph! I can't believe you want me to wear this!"

However, the smooth fabric in her hand intrigued her for a second and a worm of doubt nestled in her hastening heart as an idea formed in her mind.

"I can try it out once and burn it later."

The corner of her lips curled into a subtle smile as she undressed, revealing her out-of-his-world proportion and glistening skin.

She attached the maid's bra, put on the dress, and slipped the soft socks on her long legs.

Then, she jumped to her feet, feeling the warm and comfortable dress follow her movements in wonder, almost considering the offensive clothes decent.

However, her face paled as Adam's voice echoed behind the door.

"I forgot to take the outfit back."

Her face reddened next, and her heartbeat thundered in her ears as a deep sense of panic consumed her.

He would open the door in a second, but she had no time to change or hide!