A Demon Lord’s Tale: Dungeons, Monster Girls, and Heartwarming Bliss

y wife.
The super fucking cute one is my daughter, Zaien.
And there’s probably no need for me to introduce you to Nell, but she’s also my wife.”
“The manner in which you have described me is lacking, Yuki.
I am not merely ‘the one with horns.’”

Lefi gave me a bit of a miffed stare, while Enne smiled, silently but happily.

“Yup, and I’m the hero that married a demon lord!” said Nell, with a big smile. Yup, definitely gotten more bold and cheeky lately.
I mean, I guess it’s a good thing… but like… you know…
“And I believe Naffy said that Lady Leficios is the Supreme Dragon.
Is that correct?” asked Phynar.

It was the first time I’d ever seen him address someone politely instead of speaking in his usual boyish, almost degrading tone.

“It is so,” said Lefi with a dignified nod.
“I am the Supreme Dragon, Leficios.”
“So it’s true…” He took a deep breath.
“I am very grateful that someone as powerful as you would bother with helping us.”
“Nell is an important member of my family.
It is natural to protect one’s own.
I have provided you aid in doing so, but I must be clear.
It was not my intention.
Aiding you was but happenstance.
If you wish to express gratitude, then you would do well to direct it to Nell.”
“Thanks Lefi.
You’re the best.”

After giggling shyly, Nell glomped Lefi from behind.

“I-I would prefer if you refrained.”

Though she was acting like she didn’t like it, I found it fairly obvious that she was just feigning discomfort. I love seeing the two of them act like this.
Just makes me happy.

“You really are completely out of the ordinary, Yuki,” said Phynar.”
“Uhhh… you sure you didn’t mean to say that to Lefi?”
“The statement applies to her, of course, but it also applies to you.
It seems like you don’t particularly mind, but even someone like me, who is rather poor at deducing an individual’s relative strength, can tell that she’s incredible.”

Well I mean, she’s kinda THE Supreme Dragon.
Whaddya expect?

“I’m nothing compared to her,” he said.
“If my men and I were to be considered to be on the level of a meadow at the bottom of a valley, you would be a famous mountain.
It’s clear that you’re way above anything within the meadow, but at the very least, it’s possible for us to see your summit.
But she’s different.
She’s like an infinite mountain range with every one of its peaks shooting far up above the clouds.
We have no idea how high up the mountains go, or if there even is a peak at all.
Being near her is making me feel like passing out.”

A mountain range? That’s a pretty apt comparison, honestly.
She’d be like a beautiful mountain range that no climber had ever managed to surmount, or even return from.

“Really? You seem just fine to me.”
“Well, you see, I’m just good at hiding it.
The guards will be able to give you a more honest reaction.”

I followed his finger and confirmed that, while most of the human guards were perfectly fine, the demons and elves alike were clearly under a certain level of stress.
Their faces were stiff, seemingly cramped up, and almost constantly twitching. I guess humans just aren’t sensitive to stuff like this.
Maybe that’s why Reiyd was able to talk to Lefi like it was no big deal either. I’m not really bothered by her aura at all either since I’m used to it, but it’s totally making the other guys shit their pants, isn’t it?

“The part that makes me think you’re totally out of the ordinary is that she’s here as your wife, Yuki,” said Phynar.
“Your second wife is the hero, and I think I’ve heard you’ve even got a third.
I know this might sound a teensy bit rude, but I wouldn’t be surprised no matter how terrifying that third wife of yours ends up being.”

Oh shit, Lyuu.
Look at that.
You’ve got a literal king treating you like some sort of OP secret boss.

“Eh, don’t worry about it.
You’re kinda right, in a way,” I said with a smile.
“My last wife is watching the house right now, and she’s more or less on Lefi’s level.”
“Indeed… it can be claimed that we are similar, in a way.”
“I thought so,” said Phynar.
“I would love to meet her, but I’m also a bit too scared to go through with it.”

Only because you have no idea what we really mean.

Nell, who did, of course, understand what we were talking about smiled wryly, fully aware that we were having a bit of fun at the king’s expense.

“Anyway, Lefi, you mind holding back your aura a bit? It seems kinda like you’re freaking everyone out.”
“Then I suppose I shall.”

The pressure coming off of her suddenly lessened following her reply.
She suppressed it to the same extent that she did whenever we went hunting together, which meant it was at least suppressed enough to stop everything in the Wicked Forest from turning tail and running the moment she got near.

“Thank you for your consideration, milady,” said Phynar, with a bow.
“Times like these truly illustrate the differences between our races,” said Reiyd.
“There are only a few humans capable of sensing the auras of others.
Most of us share in my inability.”
“That’s just how it is.
We demons have some things you humans don’t, and likewise, you humans have some things we demons don’t,” said Phynar.
“I hope you’ll forgive me for saying this, but we wouldn’t be in this situation if that weren’t the case.
One of us would’ve conquered the other.”

He had a point.
Humans and demons had spent a long time at war.
If one group was truly superior to the other, then it likely would have emerged victorious by now.

After we spent a bit of time chatting, the doors to the conference room swung open.
A cart was pushed through, alongside the queen and another elf, who I presumed to be a cook.

“We thank you for waiting.
As host, We have prepared the best dishes within the Elven realm.
We would be pleased if you enjoyed them.”

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