Inside the Demon King’s bedroom.

Luxiu was being interrogated by Sarah alone.

With that arrogant, conceited personality of his, how could he possibly cooperate?

So he got a taste of a mage’s close-quarters combat.

“You foolish, childish brat. Do you understand the situation yet? You’re our prisoner. You don’t get to resist. If you want to suffer less, then cooperate.”

Sarah swung her staff and cast an Immobilization Spell on the unruly Little Demon King to keep him from making trouble.

“Hmph. I’m not cooperating.”

Luxiu was as motionless as a statue. Only his mouth could still move.

“Fine. Let’s see how long you can keep mouthing off, you arrogant brat.”

Sarah hadn’t expected him to behave himself so easily.

Brats like him needed a good lesson.

To make the interrogation easier, Sarah took off her mage’s robe and set it aside, leaving herself in a light outfit.

Without the concealment of her robe, the mage girl's figure was unexpectedly curvaceous, her silhouette visibly accentuated.

And at last, the Fox tail behind her was free to swish without restraint.

“The Great King isn’t afraid of you.”

Luxiu could only watch Sarah approach, completely unable to resist.

Sarah scooped up the immobile Little Demon King and carried him toward the large bed in the bedroom.

“I’ve got plenty of ways to deal with someone like you.”

Sarah kept a serious expression, though the tips of her ears turned faintly red.

After all, it was her first time holding a boy in her arms, and he was so fragrant and soft. If she hadn't felt a stir of desire, she wouldn't be a real woman.

But Sarah was too money-hungry to get distracted.

Without the slightest gentleness, she tossed the Little Demon King onto the bed.

He bounced a few times on the soft mattress before landing flat on his back, his feet sticking out over the edge.

‘What does she want to do? Hmph. No matter what she does to me, I mustn’t be scared. And I definitely mustn’t cry out.’

The Little Demon King’s gaze was resolute. He was determined to uphold his dignity as a Demon King.

“Aaaah—haha!”

One minute later, the Demon King let out a pathetic scream.

“You coward… you despicable… demi-human… ha… ha, how… could you do this…”

Tears of humiliation welled in the Little Demon King’s eyes as he accused Sarah between gasps.

In truth, Sarah wasn’t doing anything particularly cruel.

She was simply sitting at the edge of the bed, holding the Little Demon King’s feet and tickling them with her Fox tail.

“Tell me. Where did you hide the treasure in the castle?”

Seeing that the Little Demon King was about to cry, Sarah decided the time was right and asked at once.

“Ha! I’m not telling! Hahaha…”

He’d been running his mouth just moments ago. If he gave in now, wouldn’t he be eating his own words? The Little Demon King tried to endure the tickling torture, still clinging to a little of his bravado.

“If you won’t tell me, then you can keep suffering.”

Sarah controlled her fluffy tail and tickled him even harder.

“Ah… ahahaha… you cruel woman! How can you do this? Hahaha…”

If his body hadn’t been immobilized, Luxiu would’ve been rolling around on the bed.

The tickling sensation on his soles was like ants crawling all over him.

Sarah kept her attention on the Little Demon King as he cried out.

As she listened to his “screams,” Sarah watched him struggle, momentarily lost in thought.

Luxiu’s feet were small, and his toes curled up as he tried to endure the tickling.

On an impulse she couldn’t quite explain, Sarah partially lifted the Immobilization Spell, letting the Little Demon King move his feet again.

“Hahaha! I’m going to kill you… hahaha!”

Luxiu threatened her in a weak voice. The tickling made his feet curl upward in a bow, and his toes curled tightly together.

“How long are you going to keep acting tough? I’ve got all the time in the world to keep this up.”

Sarah drawled as she continued to tickle him, keeping one hand on his foot to stop him from pulling away.

“Ugh… there’s no treasure.”

Luxiu felt like he’d be completely done for if this kept going.

He couldn’t keep his mouth shut any longer, and finally told her the truth.

“There’s none? What kind of joke is that? You’re the Prideful Demon King. How could a castle like this have no treasure?”

Sarah had made it to the Demon King’s Castle with the expedition party after enduring countless hardships. Her goal was simple: get rich overnight.

Now that she’d heard there was no treasure in the Demon King’s Castle, she couldn’t accept it. She thought the Little Demon King was lying.

“I’m the most exalted being in the world. I don’t need treasure to make me look impressive, you greedy, despicable demi-human.”

For once, Luxiu had told the truth, only to be accused of making things up. He was furious.

“You’re not fooling me.”

Sarah had almost lost her reason. She tickled him even harder.

“Wah… ha… wah…”

The Little Demon King rolled his eyes and began to cry helplessly.

As he sobbed, Sarah’s Fox tail came to a stop.

“Why are you crying? Aren’t you the Demon King?”

Sarah looked a little uneasy. She actually felt she might’ve gone too far, and a strange sense of guilt crept in.

The demons were enemies of humanity, the demi-humans, and many other races. What she was doing was surely an act of justice.

“Sniff… When I get my strength back, you’ll be the first one I kill.”

Luxiu’s voice wavered with tears, easily stirring a woman’s protective instincts.

“…”

Sarah wanted to snap back at him, but her body wouldn’t cooperate. She stood there stunned for quite a while, taking a whole round of insults from the Little Demon King without getting a word in.

“Hmph. You’re scared now, aren’t you? Get on your knees and beg, and the Great King might show mercy and let you go.”

Luxiu sniffled. Apparently, he thought he was back on top, and his attitude turned haughty again.

“Idiot. Who’d be scared of a crybaby like you?”

Once Sarah recovered, she prodded the Little Demon King’s cheek with a finger, not bothering to hold back.

“I’ll kill you!”

Luxiu didn’t understand why Sarah kept changing her tune. She’d been too scared to say a word just moments ago, so he threatened her again, dead serious.

He really thought he’d scared her earlier. He had no idea Sarah had only stopped because he looked so pitiful crying, and she didn’t have the heart to keep picking on him.

“Sure. I’ll be waiting for you to come kill me.”

The Little Demon King’s cheeks were so soft that Sarah couldn’t stop herself from poking and squishing them. She gave him a thoroughly halfhearted reply.

“Get your filthy hands off me! One day I’ll chop off that filthy tail of yours and those filthy hands too…”

The Little Demon King couldn’t accept being Sarah’s plaything.

“By the way, what did that elf do to you earlier?”

Sarah hadn’t even noticed she’d changed the subject. She was no longer pressing him about the treasure.

“What’s it to you? That elf deserves to die too. Once I get my strength back, I’ll kill every last one of them.”

At the mention of Luna, Luxiu’s resentment deepened. He wanted to tear every woman who’d bullied him limb from limb.