Chapter 12: The Demon King’s Servants

“Hurry up…Young Master, meow like a little kitten with a cute voice…”

Zixuan whispered softly into Joey’s ear.

“You…don’t blow on my ear…it’s…it’s ticklish…”

Joey was trapped in the embrace of this mature beauty, her soft and curvy body enveloping him.

His pretty shota face flushed, lips pressed in grievance, eyes brimming with mist, like a bullied little beast.

What clashed with this ambiguous atmosphere was…

Aiki, sitting beside them with a cold face, arms crossed.

“Kuku…what are you so shy about…”

Zixuan squinted at the shota.

“Weren’t you just meowing like a little cat at me earlier? Why did you become so reserved as soon as Aiki arrived…”

“I wasn’t…”

Joey struggled slightly in Zixuan’s arms.

Aiki’s face on the side looked ready to murder someone…

Calm down…

Aiki, calm down…

This troublesome Zixuan…

If I kill her here, it will trouble the Young Master.

But…

“Ahhh…Young Master’s head feels so nice to touch…”

“Young Master’s neck is so white…”

“Young Master’s body is also…”

“Enough!”

Aiki couldn’t take it anymore.

She stood up and separated the two.

“Eh? Aiki, what’s this? Are you jealous?”

Zixuan raised an eyebrow, her seductive voice teasing.

“Stop humiliating the Young Master.”

Aiki glared at Zixuan with cold eyes.

“Humiliate? But the Young Master’s expression seems to be enjoying it…”

The mature beauty smoothed her curls.

“I think, although the Young Master seems arrogant on the surface…”

“Inside, he really craves being ‘humiliated’ like this…”

“If you say one more offensive word, I’ll throw you out like trash.”

The white-haired beauty glared at Zixuan.

“And it looks like the Young Master has already passed the Contract Magic punishment.”

“He hasn’t…”

“Ha…ha…”

Joey collapsed face-down on the bed, his gaze unfocused, a tiny tongue sticking out.

“I…won’t be punished by Contract Magic anymore…”

Joey’s retort made Zixuan frown.

She was about to speak when…

“I…said…I won’t be punished anymore…”

“You two…get out…I…want to rest…”

Upon hearing this, Zixuan’s expression turned a bit disappointed.

But the white-haired ice beauty beside her brightened, bowing to Joey.

“Then, Young Master, I’ll change your pajamas and prepare your bath.”

“Pa!!!”

Joey immediately raised his hand, using magic to fling a vase at Aiki.

“I said…”

“Get out!!!”

“…”

Aiki’s expression was icy.

“Yes…”

She turned to leave, only to meet Zixuan’s smug face, as if mocking her earlier loss.

“Two bastards…haa…neither of them have good intentions…”

Once Aiki closed the door, Joey slowly sat up.

The shota, teased by the mature beauty, felt restless inside—sleep would be difficult tonight…

Although the world he came from before crossing over wasn’t a matriarchal one…

He seemed to have been a bit assimilated after living in this female-dominated world for so long…

Why…

Why did being bullied by that Zixuan make me feel happy for a moment!!

This…this can’t be right…

The shota buried himself in the blanket, wrapping up tightly like a silkworm.

Outside the room, Zixuan and Aiki stood facing each other, arms crossed.

“What do you want, bloodsucking mosquito? I only reserved a room for the Young Master, not you.”

The purple-haired mature beauty looked at Aiki.

“As a worthless servant, the stables suit you just fine.”

“No need for a fatty Succubus like you to worry,”

Aiki raised her hand.

“Young Master handed me the wallet before dinner, I’ll book a room myself.”

With that, the white beauty prepared to take Chiyang to get a room.

“Kuku…as the former Queen of the Blood Clan, are you really willing to be a servant?”

Zixuan raised an eyebrow.

“The Young Master already suspects you…”

Aiki paused, turning to look at Zixuan.

“At least I’m not an outsider from the Demon World. If we’re talking about suspicion…”

“It should be you, the traitor, first…”

With those words, Aiki clicked away on high heels.

Leaving Zixuan alone, her expression twisted.

Inside the room, Joey heard everything clearly…

Wow…

Political intrigue…

How interesting…

But what Joey didn’t know was, between the white and purple beauties, it was less like political strife and more like a palace drama…

The tall Chiyang followed behind the white-haired beauty.

Although Aiki’s figure was also tall, she was still a head shorter than Chiyang.

Chiyang looked at the vampire beauty with big, clear eyes.

“Um…”

“You used to be the Queen of the Blood Clan…”

“That was a long time ago…”

Aiki nodded without changing her tone.

“Then why are you willing to be a servant now?”

“…”

Aiki stopped but didn’t turn around.

Ten years ago…

“So pathetic, Aiki.”

A person in black armor and a mask stood before Aiki.

Aiki’s condition was dire, her right arm pierced through, blood covering her.

Even so, her gaze remained sharp and proud.

Blood ran down her forehead, across her eyes and cheek.

Looking at her former enemy, Aiki could only give a bitter smile.

“Heh…Did you come here just to humiliate me, damn Demon King?”

“It’s the Demon King of Delight…”

The masked figure was tall and androgynous, voice rough.

“I remember the magic I used on you wasn’t this heavy, and it should have healed by now.”

“The wounds you gave me healed long ago,”

Aiki smiled bitterly.

“This kind of wound was made with Holy Water, only someone from within would use it so ruthlessly…”

“Looks like what I heard was true. Your sister Ai Luo staged a Royal Coup…”

The Demon King in black armor shrugged.

Seeing Aiki’s wounded gaze, the Demon King knew the guess was right.

“…Aren’t you a vampire? Why not drink blood to heal?”

Aiki shook her head.

“Because the Edward Family Rules forbid drinking blood.”

“Our family believes the Human Race and Blood Clan can coexist, unlike the antagonism between Demon Race and Human Race.”

“There are plenty of liquids to substitute for human blood, no need to harm humans.”

“And I also hate the taste of blood, plus if you rely too much on blood to heal, you’ll start to underestimate your enemies’ attacks.”

“But the power of Holy Water can’t be replaced by other blood substitutes.”

“Ai Luo wanted me to break the family rules and use human blood to heal…”

“You’re really strange…”

The Demon King tilted their head.

“So can you still move?”

“Can’t even move a finger…”

Aiki replied coldly.

“Hey…”

“Demon King…”

“The power of Holy Water will completely consume me…”

“Before that happens, kill me…”

Aiki closed her eyes, despair in her voice.

“I…have no will to fight left…”

“I’d rather die than break the family rules…”

“I just hope after I die, you’ll kill Ai Luo for me…”

“I don’t want…the peace the Edward Family created between Human Race and Demon Race after the last Demon King’s death to be destroyed in my generation…”

“As a member of the Blood Clan, you’re really awkward…”

The Demon King sighed, then activated magic at their fingertip.

“Though I know your power is considerable, forgive my bluntness—magic this weak can’t kill me.”

Aiki stared at the fireball forming at the Demon King’s fingertip.

However, the Demon King didn’t throw the fireball at Aiki, but instead cut their own wrist.

“!! What are you doing!!!”

Aiki stared at the Demon King, not understanding.

“Don’t be noisy…”

The Demon King used magic to remove their armor.

Inside was a petite, adorable shota.

He lifted his cut wrist and let the blood pour onto Aiki’s wound.

“Ugh!!! You!!! Want me to break the family rules?!”

Aiki struggled desperately.

“Get away from me!!!”

“Shut up, I’m the Demon King…”

The shota smiled.

“If you can’t drink human blood…”

“Then Demon Race leader’s blood should be fine…”

“Aren’t you afraid that after drinking my blood, you’ll make me your Initial Embrace and turn me into your Blood Servant?”

Aiki asked coldly.

“Someone as awkward as you would never do that…”

The shota grinned mischievously at Aiki.

“And before you make me your Blood Servant, I’ll kill you anyway…”

“You…”

“Why did you save me?”

Aiki’s gaze trembled.

“I clearly caused you a lot of trouble before…”

“Who knows…”

The shota Demon King shook his head.

“Maybe I just dislike wars between humans and demons…”

“Or…”

“I just wanted to see the exciting drama of sisters fighting…”

The shota’s face was innocent and cute, but his eyes held a bewitching playfulness.

The wind ruffled his bangs.

Aiki looked at the boy’s pretty face and, for the first time, felt her body temperature rising.

White-haired beauty Aiki could feel that in this Demon King’s body…

Flowed human blood…

She had already broken the family rules…

But this shota had given her a small step to retreat.

“You’re really a strange Demon King…”

“You’re a pretty weird vampire too…”

The shota pouted.

“Also…”

“Since you’ve drunk my blood…”

“From today, you’re mine…”

“…”

“…Completely reversed…”

Aiki complained at the innocent shota.

“If I drank your blood, you should be my Blood Servant…”

“I don’t care! Anyway, since you don’t plan to make me your Blood Servant, and I’m the Demon King…”

“That means I’m your master!”

“You really know how to cheat as a Demon King…”

Returning from the memory, Aiki narrowed her eyes and spoke softly.

“Maybe because of like or…”

“Love…”

“Huh?”

Chiyang heard the word again and asked,

“What is love?”

“Magic Dragon, what’s your favorite food?”

“Me? Tonight’s restaurant thigh meat was pretty good.”

Chiyang swallowed at the thought.

“It’s like how you salivate thinking of thigh meat.”

Aiki finished and walked toward the hotel front desk.

Chiyang tilted her head, not understanding Aiki’s words…

But…

Vampire ears are always red…