In the brightly lit room, late at night.

It's the room of my master and I. When my master first started cleaning up the city, she ordered the servants to move my wardrobe into her room, so I officially began living with her.

After spending the whole afternoon and my bathing time watching over her, I should have seen enough. I've never been this diligent, even during my final exams.

Unable to bear the loneliness any longer, I got up and walked over, wrapping my arms around my master's neck, acting coquettish.

"Master, stop looking."

My master closed her book with a smile in her eyes.

"Ready to sleep?"

"Not yet! I want to chat with my master."

"Well, go ahead then."

She let go of me and pulled a chair over, sitting beside her.

"Hif died."

"Well, good for her."

Unexpectedly, my master was happy to hear the news of Hif's death. I widened my eyes in astonishment.

"Why?"

"No reason."

Before, she didn't show any reaction when I mentioned the Minnis family. So, the only conclusion is that my master is jealous. I don't care, that's what I think.

"Let's not talk about that. Linsi and Daisy are actually a couple."

"I know."

"Huh? Why didn't you tell me, master?"

"You didn't ask."

My master turned to face me, her expression calm.

"I also told Linsi and Daisy about our relationship."

Face to face, I couldn't stay still. I climbed onto my master's lap and turned around, leaning against her.

My master also hugged me, laughing softly behind me.

"It doesn't matter if the whole demon race knows. After the war is over, we'll get married in the capital."

I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

We set another flag, both of us at the same time.

"We won't fail!"

I shouted loudly.

"With me here, we won't fail!"

"Yes, there are hardly any human soldiers left. There's nothing to be afraid of anymore."

"You did this on purpose, didn't you, master!"

When I turned my head, I saw her smiling and shaking her head.

"Hmph..."

In frustration, I pressed against my master's chest forcefully, and then she sent me to bed.

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Not long after, a major event occurred in the military.

Because my master was going to take over Heath Relia's military power and Heath Relia would return to the capital to handle affairs, it was my master who led the way for the next journey.

For the demon officers, this was not a good thing because my master was notorious for being strict and cruel.

For me, it wasn't a good thing either because my intimate time with my master was greatly reduced because of this.

Shortly after, during the harsh winter, my master's demon army conquered two human cities in succession.

As they moved north, the snow became thicker and their progress became slower. This was normal.

After my master took over the demon army, the whole style changed. No one dared to be negligent. If Heath Relia's demon army was a raging fire, then the demon army led by my master was a cold and sharp blade.

My clothes and jewelry were still moved to my master's room by the servants.

After this, the servants finally confirmed and spread the news of my cohabitation with my master throughout the demon race.

If I were them, I would doubt, I would think, why does Lord Yiluodiya's belongings always end up in the demon king's room? It's understandable for the first time when Lord Yiluodiya fainted and the demon king took care of her, but it's not normal for it to happen multiple times.

So, the news of my cohabitation with my master spread completely.

Some people were surprised, some blessed us, and some couldn't accept it.

My master didn't make a statement, and I guarded the empty room alone.

My master was really busy. She took on all the dirty and tiring work that Heath Relia used to do, she really led by example in everything.Every night, I come home very late, making me feel guilty and restless.

Today, I waited with my blanket for a long time before hearing the sound of the owner opening the door.

"Welcome back, master."

"Mhmm."

The fatigue underneath their eyelids is hard to conceal.

The owner went to the closet and took out a few clothes before going to take a shower.

My heart aches for them.

I'm just like a housewife, but I haven't done any work. All I can do is give them a shoulder rub, a back massage, and take care of other intimate matters.

Starting tomorrow, I'll follow the owner and experience their daily work.

It's impossible for me to feel tired. If I don't want to sleep, I won't sleep for the rest of my life, assuming I have all the necessary abilities.

As long as the owner locks away my abilities, I'll be just like an ordinary person, feeling tired after doing things and getting hungry.

When the owner comes back into the room, they appear to be a different person, full of vitality. I couldn't help but be surprised. Is taking a shower really that effective? But I trust the owner's ability to disguise themselves even more.

I get off the bed and run over to greet them warmly.

"Is the master tired?"

"Mhmm, a little."

Immediately, I push them onto the couch and stand behind them, massaging their shoulders.

I can't see the owner's expression, but it seems like my massage is quite effective, as their body relaxes significantly.

"Master, the soldiers are spreading rumors about us. What do you think?"

"What do you think?"

Should I give my opinion first?

"I don't mind, I'm just worried about the master's reputation and the potential impact on morale. I'm also afraid that someone may have ulterior motives."

"They wouldn't dare."

"That's true. With the master's strength, I feel relieved then."

The next day.

I follow behind the owner, intending to experience their daily work.

In reality, I'm just watching them from the sidelines. One thing worth noting is the soldiers and servants who greet us with a hint of curiosity and exploration in their eyes.

The owner's work seems to involve going through each position, inspecting their work, listening to reports from officers, and finally having meetings in the conference room.

So I'm here to participate in this annoying meeting again.

Determined to accompany the owner throughout the day, I can't help but feel overwhelmed by how hard they work even though I haven't done anything. But it's also possible that I've been lazy recently.

The meeting is probably listening to reports and discussing how to handle various affairs.

The owner takes notes seriously, with a focused expression. As for me, the only idle person at the meeting table, I rest my chin in my hand, lost in thought.

Towards the end, the owner asks a question.

"Is there anything else to say?"

A solemn-looking man stands up, a middle-aged male demon.

"My Lord Demon King, Lord Yiluodiya happens to be here. I'll just come out with it. Regarding the rumors about you and Lord Yiluodiya circulating in the military, we would like to hear your confirmation."

The owner leans back against their single-person sofa and raises their head with a cold expression.

"It's true."

Instantly, the entire conference room becomes chaotic. Listening for a while, I can deduce the general situation.

These ministers probably didn't take the rumors circulating among soldiers and officers seriously, thinking they were just baseless gossip. But now that the Demon King herself has personally admitted it, it's truly shocking, including to Nora, who seems to be in a state of confusion.

"Lord Demon King, have you considered the consequences of this?"

Another person stands up immediately, with a righteous and resolute look.

Why does it feel like a scene of coming out openly on Earth?

"What are the consequences?"

"You are the King of the Demon tribe, a symbol of our demon race, whereas Yiluodiya is a weapon created by humans..." "Bang!"

After a loud noise, the person speaking is blasted away. I remember this move, a punch from a distance.

When I first broke the rules, she used it on me, but I wasn't blown away at that time.

The male demon lies on the ground, coughing up blood, and the conference room falls silent again."Lock him up."

"Yes!"

The guards standing guard beside quickly dragged the male demon out of the meeting room upon hearing the command, showing no signs of negligence.

It turned out that this was how certain individuals among the demon race saw me. I was like a product to them, not their kind.

It made me feel a bit uncomfortable. After all, I fought so hard for them.

"Say it again, what is Yiluodiya!"

The master slammed the table and scrutinized everyone with an undeniable pressure that forbade any resistance.

"Apologies, Lord Demon King..."

"Lord Yiluodiya is the ultimate weapon of our demon race."

"Does it belong to our demon race?"

The master was dissatisfied with their answer, his face full of anger. However, I was indeed the ultimate weapon of the demon race.

"Yes, Lord Yiluodiya...is a member of our demon race."

"If she is a member of our demon race, do you have any objections?"

"But, Lord Demon King, it is not appropriate for you to be with Lord Yiluodiya..." The speaker's voice faltered halfway, as if meeting the master's gaze was like facing death. They quickly changed their tune, "I have no objections, I am also thinking for your sake. Wouldn't you become a laughingstock if you continued like this?"

"Who dares to laugh? Who dares!"

The master roared, and everyone sitting around the conference table fell silent.

"Answer me!"

"Report, Lord Demon King, no one dares."

The atmosphere in the meeting room became so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

The master remained silent for a long time before speaking again.

"Adjourn the meeting."

Everyone stood up and bid farewell to the master as if they were saying goodbye to a teacher after class.

But the sight of the master furious on my behalf was truly handsome. I gazed at her starstruck, forgetting the anger I had just experienced. It didn't matter how others saw it, as long as I had the master.

In the end, only the master, a few guards, and I remained in the meeting room.

I leaned closer to her, holding onto her arm.

"Master, don't be angry."

Just thinking about the reason why the master was so furious - the way the demon race viewed me - made the corners of my mouth uncontrollably lift. They only saw me as a cold machine, unable to understand that I had thoughts and feelings.

Based on their attitudes today, I could guess how the demon race viewed me or, to put it more accurately, how people who didn't know me viewed me.

Their perception was stuck in the impressions they had, thinking that I was still the same as in history books.

And also, it turned out we were not the same after all.

Indeed, I had no horns. To them, I was just a weapon with a mind. So it would be embarrassing for the master to be with me; they would laugh at the fact that the master got involved with the thing they created. It would be like falling in love with a robot they made, absurd and ridiculous.

But...

"As long as I have the master, that's enough."

The master also showed a faint smile and patted my head.

I released her arm and diligently picked up the notebook for her, ready to go out for lunch.