My master asked me to follow him so that he could use my gifts as a psychic to eavesdrop on the discussions of the people in the Lord's Manor regarding our situation.

In the pavilion in the courtyard, my master and I sat side by side.

My master was dressed in a heavy long gown, wearing a fur coat. The cold wind howled, and tiny snowflakes began to fall.

"Don't distract yourself using magic to keep me warm."

"Alright... Fine."

I forgot that my master could read minds.

I closed my eyes and listened carefully to everything in the Lord's Manor.

After about an hour, I came to a conclusion.

Most people disapproved of my relationship with my master because it was embarrassing - the Demon Lord being with her own creation, a weapon.

This resulted in some insulting remarks about my master.

Things like, "It's not worthy of a Demon Lord to bring shame to the country and herself."

But there were also those who said that it was the Demon Lord's freedom to like whatever she wanted, and they didn't care about it.

Some were even excited, saying that the Demon Lord had actually joined forces with the strongest of our Demon Clan, which was simply fate.

In the end, I reached a conclusion.

Many people didn't dislike me, but rather disliked my master. They found a venting point to criticize my master, as they had long been dissatisfied with her rule. Every time they saw her arrogant face, they felt displeased.

"Alright, that's all."

My master patted my head and smiled.

"Master, I believe that the wise and understanding people have no objections at the moment. They remain silent."

Just like in the online world on Earth.

The noisy ones tend to be the trolls, and the sensible ones are silent bystanders.

The overall internet environment gives us a strong impression of negativity, but in fact, there are many warm places.

So I can't take the words I just heard as the thoughts of the majority. There are still many silent people, and I hope my master won't be angry.

"Well, I know that too."

My master still maintained her smile, without any insincerity, which put my mind at ease.

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The next day, my master didn't need me anymore.

I remained in the room, watching the snow outside, waiting for my master to come back like a lonely woman locked in a desolate chamber.

Even though we had just had lunch together, why did a few hours feel like centuries had passed?

"Sigh~"

Once Heath Relia finishes her work and comes back to take over my master's affairs, I'll probably be able to spend every day in the blissful time enveloped in my master's scent, right?

I looked at the winter scene outside. Images of my master slowly formed in my mind, outlining her figure, imagining her touch, reminiscing about her scent.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

I slapped my face. Have I already become so obsessed with my master that there's no cure for me?

The person outside the door is definitely not my master. I can tell from their footsteps. There's no need to think; it must be Linsi and Daisy.

I walked over and opened the door for them.

"Lord Yiluodiya."

"The Demon Lord wants to see you."

"What's the matter?"

"Not sure."

"We're just here to fetch you."

It's probably around five o'clock now. Why would they be looking for me at this time? It's not even dinner time.

I nodded, walked out, closed the door, and followed Linsi and Daisy as they led me to where my master was.

My master was standing in the pavilion where we had inquired about the situation at the Lord's Manor yesterday.

After Linsi and Daisy brought me in front of my master, my master asked them to leave.

"Master, why did you call for me?"

My master's face was cold, as if her touch could freeze even her own fingers.

"Killing."

A chill ran through my heart.

"Who?"

"Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

"I remember."

"I said we should deal with them, didn't I?"

"Yes."

My master reached out and patted my head. The palm covering my head was warm, and as I looked up, I saw her transform back into the gentle master I knew."Don't be softhearted. I don't want them spreading rumors about us anymore. We must set an example."

"Alright."

"Follow me."

In the square of the Lord's mansion.

Many people watched as several bound demon clan members were placed in the middle of the snowy ground, pointing and discussing them.

The spectators formed a large circle, with the owner and me standing in the middle.

Falling snow covered the scene, accompanied by bone-chilling winds.

With sharp eyes, the owner scanned the surroundings, and instantly, the whole place fell silent.

The people who were bound behind began to feel fear.

"Lord Demon King... Lord Yiluodiya... please spare us. We won't spread rumors again."

Various pleas were heard.

Against the backdrop of the bleak winter landscape, it was quite dismal.

"Take action."

The owner gave the command.

"Swish!"

They were easily killed.

The scalding blood melted the cold white snow, emitting steam. There were no more pleas on the square.

The onlookers stared in awe at what happened in an instant, their faces filled with fear.

"Whoever dares to speak ill of us behind our backs will meet the same fate!"

"It seems Heath Relia has been too lenient with you all! You dare to point fingers at me!"

The owner scolded sternly, not only targeting the onlookers.

These reprimands made them fear, as if they were back before the war started and were under the owner's control.

"I may not hear, but Yiluodiya can hear. Who dares to continue discussing this at the cost of their lives!"

The owner scolded them for half an hour in the square, and no one dared to argue.

Finally, the owner took me back to the room. My dress was stained with blood from the killing, emitting a strong scent of blood.

I had to call LinsiDaisy to help me.

They held my clothes and followed us to the direction of the bathhouse.

"LinsiDaisy, aren't you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

"This was the daily life of Lord Demon King before."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Lord Yiluodiya, you are really lucky."

"With Lord Demon King protecting you, I suppose there won't be another person in this world who can enjoy such treatment."

I also felt very fortunate.

But wouldn't the owner's reputation be even worse like this?

"We are happy for Lord Yiluodiya."

After LinsiDaisy put my clothes in the locker, she smiled and said this to me before leaving.

After calming down and thinking about it.

The owner's actions like this instead dampened the morale of our demon clan army.

It's all for my sake, although I'm very happy, it's not worth it.

The warm water of the pool enveloped my tender and smooth skin. I submerged myself in the water and my long hair floated, blowing out bubbles.

The owner... seemed like we could bathe together once.

After washing away the scent of blood from my body, I transformed back into that fragrant pillow. I stood up from the pool and knew I would be punished by the owner again.

But I liked it.

I went to the locker to grab a towel and dried myself off, then put on my clothes.

Hasn't the owner wet herself doing this so many times? It's hard to imagine how strong her mental power is.

Back in the room, the owner sat on the couch, propping her chin up. When she saw me open the door and come back, she just raised her eyebrows and smiled faintly.

I brought a chair and sat in front of her.

"Master, can you blow dry my hair one more time?"

"Sure."

"Hehe..."

I turned around satisfactorily, offering my back to the owner.

The owner held my long hair and used magic to blow dry it bit by bit.

"By the way, Master, aren't you worried about affecting morale?"

"You don't need to worry about that. With me here, they are more diligent than when Heath Relia was in charge. After all, nobody wants to die."

I swung my legs and the owner said it's fine.I don't really understand what my master does on a regular basis, and I don't want to worry about it anymore. I will just stay by my master's side and have fun together.

Now I truly realize that both mentally and physically, my master is like a child. If I hadn't worked hard, I might have actually become her daughter.

"Okay."

My master let go of my hair, finally finished. I stood up and turned around, then lay directly in my master's arms, ready to consume her once I removed the yukata.

Let's chat for a while first.

"Master, I still don't understand your work. I know I'm like a child who doesn't understand anything, who only knows how to fight. I'm even dumber than Nora. But I believe in you. Whatever you say, I will do. I used to worry before the battle of the Tiber River, but then I realized that my worries were unnecessary. I should trust you. I don't know what the consequences will be when you ask me to kill, but if you tell me to be at peace, I will be at peace. I trust your judgment and choice. Now, for me, I can give up anything, even betraying everything, but I cannot betray you, Master."

My master rubbed my hair and held my neck, rubbing her cheek against my ear.

"You are so well-behaved."

"But, after the war ends and everything stabilizes, I will follow you and work with you. I will do whatever I can, and I hope to become your right-hand man someday."

"Well, I will start considering what you can do when we settle down in peace. I will gradually train you then."

"That's good."

I can't wait to continue attacking the next city.

Today was just a small episode, it didn't matter. We will keep moving forward, until my master's and my desires are fulfilled.

I held my master's hand and squeezed her fingers.

"Master, I'm not wearing anything underneath."