Since the Battle of Kypas City, the plan has been reorganized.

As Norah said, she was assigned to the same army as us.

Norah herself was thrilled, but I didn't feel much, after all, she wasn't of much help in conquering the main master for me, she was dispensable to me.

Compared to the previous three-way split, the campaign route now seems more like a net-like attack.

After we capture a key city targeted by the humans, I quickly provide support to the main force.

This approach has been very effective.

After the battle of Kypas City, the humans' determination and fighting spirit weakened significantly, while our demon race became even more unstoppable.

Each time we occupy a city, we replenish resources in a timely manner and then fight again, repeating this cycle. The gears of time have rolled into autumn.

It's not that the humans are really weak, if I weren't here, they could still barely resist the demon race.

But with my presence, not only has the overall combat power of the demon race been enhanced, but I have also made significant contributions in reconnaissance.

Humans are unable to play strategical tricks and ambushes on us. I can keenly discern when they have tens of thousands of troops.

All they are left with is defense.

On the open battlefield, they are even more vulnerable, and if they hide in the city, the city walls are no obstacle for me, I will lead the breakthrough of their defense lines.

Anyway, I can't think of any way the humans can withstand our attacks.

After months of fighting, I have clashed head-on with the Hero many times.

I can't gain any advantage, and the Hero can't kill me.

What I enjoy the most is overwhelming the humans on the battlefield like a human head reaper.

Now we are in a city called Odysseus, a major city of the human kingdom, it took us two days and one night to capture it, and the attacks were continuous.

Most of the hundreds of thousands of humans in the city have been killed by us.

Those who died were mostly the elderly, weak and disabled, and humans who stubbornly resisted our demon race.

I didn't participate in the massacre, just watching from the sidelines.

Only two words were in my heart, cruel.

But this is the inevitable result brought about by war, useless humans, the demon race has no reason to keep them.

I have long been accustomed to it, and I have become somewhat numb to the plight of humans.

The siege of the city ended in the evening, and by the time they finished sorting out the mansion of the city lord of Odysseus, it was already dark.

I used a human bathhouse to wash away the aggression and smell of blood from the war before preparing to find the master.

After all, the master is pure and innocent. She probably understands that she cannot die, she hasn't appeared on the battlefield, only commanding from the command center.

Since the incident with Feli, I have never sheltered any humans again. I am afraid that I will be manipulated with my intelligence and threaten the safety of the master's life. I would regret it if that happened.

Speaking of Feli, his concept of magical technology that can change the world is something I have always longed for, but unfortunately, he is already dead.

Thinking about it, as a human, he cannot possibly help the demon race.

I was really foolish, how could I believe so easily that a human who had always treated me with hostility would willingly submit to me?

If he really wanted to help our demon race, could it be that Hif's indifferent attitude that day drove him to despair?

It's already in the past.

Although I feel a bit regretful about Feli's death, after learning from his lesson, I have become much more obedient and no longer have any delusions of changing the world.

There is actually one lingering question in the depths of my heart, but I dare not ask, and I don't know if the master can read my mind and know my inner struggle.

It is... that day, on the tower of the city lord's mansion in Kypas City, when she said to me that after the war ends, we will return to the capital...

At that time, my initial reaction was that this was the flag of returning home to get married.

But did the master really mean that? Could it be that I am just being self-delusional?

Think carefully.

After our date that day, did the master figure out something? After all, she once said on the hot air balloon, apart from war and the nation, she has me in her heart.

So it's not impossible to get married, but when I calmly think about it, I feel that it's progressing too fast, and I am caught off guard. The feeling of achieving everything in one step. We haven't even started dating yet, and she's already talking about getting married?Ah...no matter what, I've already arrived in front of my master's room. Why am I hesitating?

I gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Take a deep breath.

Maybe tonight I should prove to my master whether she was really talking about the word "marriage" that night.

I pushed open the door and walked in. Even though it had only been a few hours, the room was already filled with a strong fragrance.

But it could also be that my nose is too sensitive, or maybe I'm just too sensitive to my master's scent, embedded in my bones.

"Good evening, master."

"Mm."

Perhaps all the tasks have been assigned to Heath Relia, and now my master can rest leisurely in her chair. There's always a chair for me in front of her.

I'm used to that spot now, stepping into the warm room and sitting in front of my master.

"You did a good job in the battle this time."

As usual, I received praise.

"Thank you, master."

But the feeling of joy has long since faded. Every time, it's just a simple "good job," and my ears are calloused from hearing it.

Perhaps noticing that my expression is no longer like before, where I would wag my tail like a puppy when praised, my master smiled helplessly and gently patted her thigh.

"Your favorite hug."

In an instant, my face turned red. It's so embarrassing to say it so boldly.

"W-who...who...who likes it?!"

How did I become so spoiled?

But I do enjoy being hugged by my master.

"Hm?"

Noticing that my master seemed to be giving up, I quickly stood up from the chair.

But before I could make up my mind, my master reached out and grabbed my wrist, shifting my center of gravity and causing me to fall onto her thigh. It was domineering and irresistible, and I curled up in my master's embrace, feeling the warmth on top of my head.

I never dreamed that I would experience a domineering CEO scene like this.

I should just give up struggling. Being spoiled in front of my master, who can read my thoughts, will only make me look more foolish.

Don't ask me where my male dignity went. I threw it all away when I got out of solitary confinement that day.

But that was forced. This time, it's nice to be a submissive willingly.

"Are you happy?"

I heard my master's voice from above my head.

"Mm."

I admitted sheepishly.

Leaning against my master's back, it seems like all of this is natural.

There's something that has completely changed between me and my master, an indescribable feeling. When I came to my senses, we had naturally become the way we are now, in this ambiguous relationship.

I take what I want and my master indulges me.

"Is my master happy too?"

After a moment of silence, I felt the friction on top of my head.

"Mm."

"The invasion process is already halfway there. According to Heath Relia, the war should be over by next summer, right?"

That will also be my two-year anniversary in this world, more accurately, my two-year anniversary of awakening in this world.

That's not my point though. I want to bring up that topic again, whether or not we're going back to our hometown to get married.

I decided to test the waters instead of directly asking my master, because if she just repeats what she said before, then it'll really become a flag. It may be superstitious, but I'd rather believe in it than not.

"If nothing unexpected happens, yes."

"Then...after the war ends, will my master lock me up in the cold palace?"

After all, during peacetime, I don't have any talents. If my master still doesn't accept me, then I'll just be neglected, right?

"By then, I'll lock all your abilities and keep you as a decorative piece."

My master rested her chin on my shoulder, and her tone sounded like a joke as it blew into my ear.

That made me yearn for it even more.

"But I'll still learn a few things with my master and help you as much as I can."

"Such a good obedient little one."

When my master chuckled lightly, the heat hit my neck. I seriously suspect that my master did it on purpose, even though she's always been like this, I somehow sensed a hint of teasing this time.Then I... I'll be even more shameless!

"Master, I want to sleep with you tonight."

"Mhmm."

"What... what... what!"

Did he agree? Did he agree? Did he agree?

I blankly pinched my cheeks, realizing that I wasn't dreaming.

In an instant, my brain began to rush with blood, and every cell in my body ignited with excitement. The dream slowly transformed into reality within my hazy vision, becoming something tangible.