Chapter 3: What Is This Guy Talking About?
"Master, I was wrong!"
The black sword, radiating the aura of death, came to a sudden halt just a millimeter away from Lilith's neck.
Lilith slumped in the coffin, gasping for air. Physiological tears clung to the corners of her eyes, but her heart was roaring frantically:
[Goddess, you bastard!]
[What kind of 'peak combat power' is this? I can't even beat the first enemy I encounter!]
[Refund!]
Inside her mind, Lilith was screaming in a frenzy.
On the other side, seeing that Lilith had given up resistance, Asmodeus snorted coldly, and the demon sword in his hand dissipated into black mist.
"Since you know your mistake, I shall forgive you."
The Demon Lord looked down at her from above, his tone carrying a condescending majesty:
"From now on, you are my personal servant, responsible for my daily needs and procreation requirements."
[Huh? servant?]
Hearing this, ten thousand 'grass mud horses' galloped through Lilith's heart.
[I... I clearly asked for peak combat power. I transmigrated to be a Long Aotian, but I have to work for you on my first day? As a maid?]
[And all that aside, can you move your foot off me first? It hurts!]
"Hmm?"
Seemingly sensing the protest from the soft sensation beneath his foot, Asmodeus finally showed mercy and moved his foot. He then hoisted Lilith out of the coffin like a little chick.
"Ow!"
Lilith cried out in surprise.
Afterward, she hurriedly straightened her messy skirt. Though she was scared to death, curiosity got the better of her, and she couldn't help but weakly raise her hand:
"Um... wait a second..."
"Before I become a maid, can I ask a few questions?"
"Where is this? Your palace? Why does it look a bit... eerie?"
Hearing this, Asmodeus's movements paused.
He turned around, looking at the dark rock walls around them. A trace of gloom and disdain flashed in his crimson eyes:
"Palace? No, this is a cage."
Saying this, he set Lilith down and stood with his hands behind his back. His voice was deep, sounding like an echo from ancient times:
"I am Asmodeus, once the supreme ruler of all demons. It was because my power was too great that those hypocritical races felt fear."
"Three hundred years ago, the Human Race, Elves, Dwarves, Undead, Naga, Orcs, Dragons... over a dozen major races despicably joined forces to oppose me. They used thousands of Archmages to set up this nearly unbreakable 'Ragnarok' formation, barely managing to seal me in the deepest part of this Abyssal Dungeon."
At this point, he turned his head and stared at Lilith with cold eyes:
"For these past few hundred years, I have been accumulating power in my slumber. It wasn't until a few days ago that I finally broke the seal on my soul and woke up. I found that being a lone demon was too boring, and since breaking the seal completely will still take time, I used an ancient forbidden art to summon you."
"Oh?"
After hearing this, Lilith understood something.
[So that's how it is?]
[No wonder this guy's animalistic desires were so strong from the start, talking about having kids left and right.]
[Turns out he's been cooped up for hundreds of years without seeing a woman—lonely, empty, and cold. Understandable, understandable...]
[Understandable my foot!]
Lilith gave herself a mental slap!
[I'm a fucking man! A real man! I didn't even get to date a cute girl in my past life, so why should I have to be all lovey-dovey with a hundred-year-old geezer right after being reincarnated?]
[At least give me a girl! Even if she's dark-skinned, as long as she's female, I'll take it!]
[Wait... hold on?]
At this thought, a bolt of lightning flashed through her mind.
Lilith suddenly remembered the wish she had made to the Goddess in the white space:
—"I want to be handsome, powerful, and attractive to the opposite sex..."
—"I want my life to have a little bit of a twist..."
[Handsome... Well, I am pretty beautiful now.]
[Powerful... I am strong, I just can't beat this pervert.]
[Attractive to the opposite sex... I became a woman, so the opposite sex is men? And I attracted the strongest Demon Lord in the world?]
[A little twist... meaning starting in hell mode and having to protect my virginity from the Demon Lord?!]
[In other words, everything is exactly as I agreed with the Goddess?!]
[Damn! I was played!]
Realization dawned on Lilith, and her eyes widened!
Her silver teeth ground together. She wanted to rush back to heaven and tear that smiling, black-bellied Goddess apart—no wonder she felt a chill down her spine when the Goddess was talking!
But before she could finish her thoughts, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist.
"Eek!"
Lilith cried out.
Her pink toes instantly left the ground as her body was lifted into the air. By the time she came to her senses, she was being dominantly held in Asmodeus's arms.
The Demon Lord lowered his head. Their noses were almost touching—they were so close they could count each other's eyelashes!
"What? What are you thinking about? Why have you gone silent?"
[Ugh, ugh, ugh!]
Faced with the Demon Lord's oppressive questioning, Lilith broke into a cold sweat. The massive size difference made her feel zero sense of security, as if she could be eaten at any moment!
But fortunately, Lilith was calm enough!
[No, I have to change the subject and stall him first!]
Her eyes darted around, and she quickly came up with a plan. She squeezed out a forced smile and asked tentatively:
"B-By the way, Lord Demon Lord... if you break the seal and get out, what do you plan to do~?"
"What do I plan to do?"
Asmodeus had a "do you even need to ask" expression and said as if it were obvious:
"Revenge, of course!"
"I will trample those dozen-plus races under my feet and kill all those foolish mages! Then I will rule the entire world! Enslave everyone! Let all things in this world submit to my will!"
[Damn... I knew it!]
In her inner world, Lilith slapped her forehead with an "I knew it" look:
[This guy is a textbook final boss!]
Her heart felt bitter, but she had to play along:
"Then! Then do you have any specific plans right now? Is there anything a lowly servant like me can do to help? For example... cleaning? Or giving you a back rub? I'm very good at massages~"
She tried to lower her presence by acting weak, hoping to find a chance to slip away.
To her surprise, in the next second, the Demon Lord reached out and pinched her soft chin somewhat roughly yet intimately. He then explained with a serious face:
"My previous failure made me realize that even with god-like power, I can't avoid being swarmed by ants if I'm alone."
"But I hate the weak. Those so-called Demon Generals and Lords are all trash in my eyes. I cannot allow trash to become my subordinates and tarnish my glory."
Asmodeus's eyes became fanatical:
"Therefore, I have decided! I will personally create the strongest offspring! Only those who carry my bloodline are worthy of standing by my side. In the future, I and my descendants will rule this world!"
"Huh???"
Hearing this, Lilith's pupils shook violently, and a bad feeling surged in her heart.
How did the conversation circle back to this again!
Sure enough!
In the next second, Asmodeus pinched Lilith's cheeks, forcing her to make a pouting face, and then announced solemnly:
"So it's obvious. Your task is to bear children for me—since the seal won't be broken for a while, there's no time like the present. Let's do it now!"
"Uh? Th-That!"
[No way!!!]
After hearing this, Lilith was terrified!
Her weak hands pressed hard against Asmodeus's chest, desperately trying to push him away:
[Yamete!]
[Th-This kind of thing! At least there should be some gradual progress! Galgames aren't like this! Can't we start with a date first!]
[I! I don't want to lose my virginity right after transmigrating to another world—]
Lilith's heart was incredibly resistant.
However, as a Succubus, her damned demon bloodline betrayed her at this moment.
Under the shroud of the Demon Lord's unparalleled, powerful aura, the Succubus's body instinctively began to go soft, and her heart pounded wildly.
An instinct called'submission' was rapidly dismantling her reason.
Looking at this face that was devastatingly handsome, Lilith sadly discovered that her subconscious actually thought... the guy in front of her was a bit charming?
[Oh... oh no...]
A pink flush crept onto her cheeks, and her head felt a bit hot.
[If this continues... my brain... my brain will break!]
[My body has no strength... Is my, Old Duan's, glorious reputation really going to end here?]
[Damn it!]
As a crystal tear welled up in the corner of her eye, Lilith closed her eyes in despair, waiting for the storm of devastation.
Time became incredibly slow at this moment.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Lilith bit her lip hard, already imagining the scenes to follow.
However.
Click~
After a soft sound, nothing happened.
There was no sound of clothes being torn, no rough movements, and no indescribable touch.
Lilith only felt a broad, warm, and even somewhat dry palm gently take her small hand.
Then, fingers slid through the gaps between her own.
Fingers interlaced.
Holding tight.
It felt full of security.
"..."
The world went quiet.
The air in the dungeon seemed to have frozen.
Lilith maintained her eyes-closed-waiting-for-death posture, frozen for a full half-minute. After confirming there were no further actions, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she cautiously opened one eye.
What met her eyes was Asmodeus's serious, holy face, as if he were performing some solemn ritual.
He stood there straight, with a righteous expression... holding her hand.
"Uh..."
Lilith looked down blankly.
Looking at their tightly clasped hands, then up at the serious Demon Lord, she hesitated for a long time before finally being unable to resist asking:
"Um... Lord Demon Lord... what is this?"
"Hmm?"
Asmodeus frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with her asking the obvious:
"What are you confused about? Making a child, of course."
"..."
[What is this guy talking about?!