"Then, please forgive my overstepping, O supreme Great Demon King Sibyl~"

Just like Carol before punishing me last time, Evelyn uttered this classic line. But unlike Carol’s excited gaze, her eyes held pure amusement—and a trace of...

Pity?

Yet this changed nothing about what awaited me. The silver-haired milf stroked my inner thigh, chuckled lightly, then raised her hand.

You know this is overstepping, right?! Stop it already!!

Rage and humiliation surged through me. I didn’t transmigrate just to get spanked! I’m the Overlord destined to conquer this continent, damn it!!! How could I lose all dignity like this?!

That fury peaked the moment Evelyn’s emotionless palm struck my first blow.

I’d always acted meek, never resisting their "training" much. But that didn’t mean I’d become a helpless plush toy. Nor did it mean I approved of these two subordinates’ actions.

Even a clay figurine has its limits—let alone an Overlord.

"Stop... STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!!!"

Something inside me erupted.

An invisible ripple exploded from my body, sweeping over Evelyn and Carol in an instant.

Their relaxed expressions vanished. Bodies froze. Trembling like leaves.

My lower-right vision flickered with updated combat stats—but in my rage, I didn’t notice.

【Combat Stats】

【HP: 300/300】

【MP: 1000/1000】

【Buffs: Basic Soul Guard (Slight mental fortification, Malice immunity from specific targets. Source: Carol. Duration: 4 days) | Full Stomach (Slight stamina boost) | Overlord’s Wrath (Passive aura drastically amplified)】

【Debuffs: Overlord’s Wrath (Mental exhaustion rapidly depleting due to massive level gap)】

【Reputation (EXP): Lv.1 0/100】

Had a mirror been there, I’d have seen my sky-blue eyes now dyed Abyss-purple—burning with visible yet intangible ethereal flames, just like Evelyn’s earlier.

Ancient silver-gray runes materialized from the void, crushing the minds of the two High Rank Demons. A power beyond my understanding. Unexplained by the system. Yet mine to wield—as naturally as my own hands.

The Overlord’s aura unleashed without restraint. To any demon below Overlord rank, it was divine wrath.

A primal reverence etched into every demon’s soul. A warning:

*Defy the will of gods, and die.*

Power flooded my veins. I easily broke free from Carol’s stunned grip and leapt off the bed.

Where my gaze fell, their trembling intensified. Neither could meet my eyes. Heads bowed so low, they’d have prostrated themselves if not seated on the bed.

Was I... empowered?

No clue what happened—but surprised, huh?! Your Demon King still has tricks up her sleeve!

I planted my left hand on my hip, thrust my right finger toward the shivering pair, ready to roar some badass line.

*Hmph! After all that bullying and "training," taste defeat for once!*

But before the words formed, the power vanished.

Less than ninety seconds. The power-up ended.

Unaware that my Lv.1 self pushing aura against two Lv.60+ High Rank Demons was already a miracle—fueled only by extreme rage. Without it, I wouldn’t have lasted a minute.

It drained mental stamina. And now, every drop of fury-fueled energy was gone.

Exhaustion crashed over me. Unstoppable. Unbearable. One thought remained:

*Sleep.*

As darkness swallowed me, I forced out the Overlord’s final shred of dignity—squeaky yet defiant:

"Never underestimate Sibyl as Overlord... just ‘cause she’s a loli! Damn you!"

Consciousness faded with the last syllable. Deep slumber claimed me.