In the Demon King's Castle, inside Luxiu's bedchamber.

Having lost his power, he had become a pushover to be toyed with at will; apart from his stubborn little mouth, he had no means of resistance left.

The party that had successfully vanquished the Demon King was now discussing how to deal with him.

In the end, everyone unanimously decided to have a taste of the Demon King, to enrich their knowledge in a certain area where they were sorely lacking.

The mature elf woman was the one who made the proposal, and she would also be the first to taste the Demon King.

"Since you're all too shy to make a move, then I won't hold back. I'll demonstrate the process for you first. Though I lack practical experience, my theoretical knowledge in this area is absolutely flawless."

The elf big sister, over two hundred years old, was clearly eager, her emerald eyes shimmering with amorous intent.

"I'm off to plunder some treasure."

Sarah had no intention of standing around as a spectator; she cheerfully strode out of the bedchamber and embarked on her treasure-hunting adventure.

"Sister Luna, please be gentle. He is a boy, after all..."

Liliya left behind a worried remark before trotting away from the scene.

For a moment, inside the bedchamber, aside from the oblivious Luxiu, only the enthusiastic mature elf remained.

"Fatty, you think you can handle me all by yourself? You're dreaming."

Luxiu was as arrogant as ever, not scared in the slightest.

"Do you have any idea what I'm about to do?"

Luna placed her soft palm on Luxiu's shoulder, her slender, delicate fingertips gradually growing bolder.

Such a cute, such an enticing little Demon King—who wouldn't want to take a taste upon seeing him?

Over two hundred years of accumulated experience made her passionate and uninhibited, completely unlike the reserved and demure human girls.

"Who cares what you're doing? This Great King is absolutely not afraid. Hey, don't get so close! Your fat is touching me, it's disgusting..."

Relying on his immortal and indestructible body, Luxiu wasn't afraid of the mature elf woman at all.

It wasn't until the tall, voluptuous elf leaned down, bringing her peach-like, alluring figure close to Luxiu, that he finally showed some repulsion.

"I'm going to eat you up."

Luna practically pressed her graceful body against the petite Luxiu, her breath like orchids, her deep, enchanting eyes filled with aggression.

"Eat away, who's afraid of you, fatty?"

Luxiu turned his face away in disdain to avoid being touched by the loathsome fat.

He generously raised his arm, offering it to the mature elf's mouth to demonstrate his fearlessness as the Demon King.

"I don't want to eat your hand. I want to eat that annoying little mouth of yours."

Luna simply pulled the little Demon King into her embrace, overwhelming him with her tender body.

"Insolent! Do you really think this Great King is your food?"

Luxiu felt himself sinking into cotton candy; not only was it fragrant, but it was also incredibly soft.

This was blatant humiliation. How could he resign himself to fate? His hands instinctively grabbed two large handfuls of cotton candy, shaking them vigorously as he tried to break free.

"Hiss... If you don't behave, I'll have no choice but to bind you with vines and then slowly eat you into my belly."

Luna warned through gritted teeth, wincing slightly from his little antics.

"Either way, I'm getting eaten. Fine, since my flesh regenerates even if parts are missing, eat away if you want. I'll settle the score with this fatty later."

Luxiu weighed his options and decided that being wrapped in cotton candy was better than being tied up with vines, so he settled down somewhat.

"Little Luxiu, you're super cute when you're obedient."

Luna teased the little Demon King who had stopped resisting, her red lips slowly pressing toward him.

"Heh, this Great King will never submit."

Just as the mature elf's mouth drew near, Luxiu, who seemed resigned, bared his snow-white teeth, completely abandoning his submissive attitude.

If you want to eat the Demon King's mouth, then be prepared to be eaten by the Demon King!

Luxiu decided to bite off the fatty's lips and swallow them whole.

Bite you to death!

"What a cunning little guy."

Luna was startled at first, but quickly regained her composure.

As a prophetess, she knew a few self-enhancement spells.

Reinforcement Spell: Lips.

The activation of the magic was far faster than Luxiu's bite.

When his teeth clamped down on Luna's lips, he felt only toughness, unable to tear the flesh at all.

"For a woman to lose her first kiss passively is quite a disgraceful thing."

Luna's counterattack began.

With her lips magically reinforced, she wasn't worried at all about Luxiu's lack of cooperation.

Today, you're kissing me whether you like it or not.

Luna's mind was filled with kissing techniques, knowledge she had gathered over her long life, though she had never found a worthy partner to practice with.

"Is this eating me? Can't this fatty even eat properly? How dare she stick... into my mouth... Is she trying to disgust me on purpose? No, I must give her a taste of her own medicine..."

Luxiu was dragged into an entirely new, unknown realm.

His unyielding, defiant nature added a touch of ambiguity to their first kiss.

After a long while, their lips parted.

"Fatty, I know you wanted to humiliate me by spitting saliva into my mouth. But I won't let you have your way—I spat plenty back..."

Luxiu smugly exposed Luna's supposed scheme, believing his counterattack was perfect and that he hadn't suffered any loss.

"Hehehe..."

Luna smiled like a blooming flower, genuinely amused by the little Demon King who was a blank slate in these matters.

"What are you laughing at, fatty? You pile of fat, you stinky pointy-eared elf!"

Unable to stand her laughter, Luxiu tried to regain face with vicious words.

"Little Luxiu, you're adorably silly. We just kissed, you know. How did it feel? Wasn't it nice?"

Although keeping Luxiu in the dark was amusing, Luna chose to explain.

It would surely be interesting to teach the little Demon King, who knew nothing of romance, about all this, and to paint colors onto his blank canvas.

"Kiss? Who kissed you? You were clearly trying to bite this Great King just now."

A belated blush finally appeared on Luxiu's handsome cheeks; it seemed he did know the meaning of a kiss after all.

Truth be told, being kissed by Luna was even more humiliating than being bitten by her.

So the little Demon King refused to admit it even if it killed him.

The Prideful Demon King, whose name once struck terror into hearts, had been reduced to being casually kissed by a mature elf woman today. Didn't he have any dignity left?

"You're blushing. So the little Demon King can get shy after all. How truly adorable."

Luna wasn't one to let things slide easily; seeing the Demon King embarrassed, she immediately added fuel to the fire.

"Shut up! Who's shy? You're talking nonsense! This Great King is just a bit hot. My face is red from the heat, not from shyness!"

Luxiu tried hard to suppress those chaotic emotions, but the temperature of his face didn't drop; instead, it rose even higher.

Having lost his prized strength, the flaws in the little Demon King's temperament began to show, leaving him completely at the mercy of the mature elf.

In fact, Luxiu had lied about his age. He was actually only seventy years old, not yet an adult among demons. Converted to human years, he would be around fourteen or fifteen.