Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World - Chapter 687

687: Arrogant Messengers – The Empress of Demons Awakens 687: Arrogant Messengers – The Empress of Demons Awakens In the grand palace of Lumeria, Serena and Lumina sat calmly, one on the empress’s throne and the other beside her.

When the two goddesses married Asmodeus, he granted the empress seat to Serena, not because of emotions or how much he adored her, but because she could manage the harem and balance the factions.  Once she became the empress, Serena requested Lumina’s support during official duties alongside Alice.  “To think those fools sent a delegation after losing their grand duke.” Lumina chuckled to herself while mocking the guests who arrived from the mainland.

The royal guard stood on either side of the room with their expressions solid, with Leviathan kneeling beside the empress.  ‘It seems Lumina is excited to be included.’  “Fufu, so cute.” Serena’s thoughts leaked as she watched her people arranging themselves.  “Sister!?”  The shocked expression always brought joy to Serena.

“You should call me Empress while here, Lumina.” Her eyes narrowed at the Arachne as she exposed her aura to keep the cheeky goddess in line.  “F-Forgive me, Sister Empress.”  Although Lumina gained a mature and sensual figure that improved with each rank she achieved, especially after reaching Rank 3 and regaining her powers as a goddess.

But when beside Serena, she never showed that arrogant side.

‘Well, it’s to be expected.’ Asmodeus stopped treating his women differently once they moved into the palace.

Each night, he would sleep with two of his wives.

Then on the weekend everyone would sleep in the special chamber created for that purpose.

Lumina and Serena often paired together, but despite their looks.

It was Lumina who became submissive.

“So who exactly is coming, I forgot…

since darling came to see us last night.”  Serena adored Asmodeus, even if he killed someone in front of her.

She would probably call him innocent.

‘He’s in a strange dungeon…

and sharing a party with another woman.’ Her heart thumped faster, bouncing in her chest.

The woman he described caused Serena’s jealousy to manifest, unlike the other women whom she viewed as sisters.  A new woman appearing made her nervous.

‘Because our beloved husband just cannot be trusted with beautiful women!’  She was one of the few who knew of his past and what Asmodeus had been like before becoming a demon.

‘Well…’ But she shook her head and smiled.

‘No forget it.’ The sound of horns echoed as the guests entered.

‘He’s been coming home every night…’  “It’s someone from the mainland.” “Do you know why they’ve come, Lumina?”  Normally, the mainland only visited Grigor, because they didn’t see Beastkin, Elves and Demons as humans but monsters.

The reason for this was the holy church, which used to worship Lumina and their control over half the empire.

“I’m not sure, Sister Empress.” Lumina’s eight eyes fluttered as the pair both snapped towards the door, with horns and instruments sounding.

The doors opened, and a knight introduced the visitors.

A trio stepped through the great doors along with their rigid discipline.

The men carried an arrogant spirit, turning their noses up at the demon knights with sneers.

Their armour bore the sun-crest sigil of the Holy Church, once Lumina’s own banner before her fall.  Serena rested her cheek on one hand, remaining neutral and watching them with a bored expression.

None of them carried any threat or true power, so she just watched quietly.

Lumina’s gaze, however, followed their movements, her pupils narrowing into slits as she tracked every movement and subtle twitch.

At their head strode a middle-aged envoy wrapped in ceremonial white trimmed with gold thread.

He didn’t offer respect, bow or any sort of salute and just stood with his chin high, as if in defiance.

This action angered the royal guard.

“Envoy Halbrecht of the Holy Mainland Court,” he announced.

But that was it.

He didn’t offer a greeting to Serena or Lumina.

The man looked at the empty throne and sneered.

Leviathan’s eyes shimmered with darkness, her breath forming a hot mist as she gripped the shaft of her spear.  A sudden pressure, an invisible weight, curled across the hall like an ocean tide.

Serena didn’t signal for restraint, which meant she was already irritated.

And so her respect or the traces of it vanished.

“Speak, human.” Her tone wasn’t loud, but every royal guard tightened their stance.

A dozen spears angled forward with the soft scrape of metal.

Halbrecht met the hostility with a cold, satisfied smirk as if provoking them had been his goal from the start.

“We come not to bend knee,” Halbrecht said.

“But to deliver the judgement of the Holy Empire.” Serena’s silver eyes didn’t blink while Lumina’s remained locked on the three men.

The two women pressed their feet to the ground, pressing into the floor as if resisting the urge to gouge his arrogant eyes out and tear him apart.

“Oh~ Judgement?

You say.” Serena repeated.

The envoy lifted a scroll sealed with the golden sun insignia.

He did not offer it to them, and instead, he unrolled it himself, ignoring the throne entirely.

“By decree of His Holiness, Pope Aelius the Third,” Halbrecht declared, voice swelling with pride, “the Church formally denounces the so-called Demon Empire of Lumeria as an unlawful aberration.

A nest of abominations masquerading as a nation.

A threat to humanity’s rightful dominion.” ‘What’s this fucker saying?’ Serene’s eyes shimmered as darkness covered them, her aura swelling inside her chest as it gathered in a raging torrent.  The guard shifted, their weapons almost lowering instantly, only for Leviathan to keep them steady as she moved her feet, the air around her distorting with a purple aura.

“Furthermore, the Church demands the immediate release of all lands stolen by demon kind, the dismantlement of Lumeria’s military, and the surrender of your ‘Demon Emperor’ the heretic Asmodeus, for judgement.” “Hahahaha!” A few guards actually laughed in disbelief, while Lumina did not.

She closed her eight eyes, a predatory glow shining from the corners as her fingers sank into the marble throne.

Serena remained still, at least to the outside world.

‘I will kill you.

I will kill you all.

Your Mainland will be washed in darkness!’ The words of murder and anger churned in her heart and mind; she didn’t care if they insulted her or anything else.

But to insult what her beloved created, what Asmodeus took pride in, drove her half mad with bloodlust.

“You.” Her words paused as the human noticed her anger, his moustache curling slightly as he smiled.

A vile smile.

The smile of an ingrate.

The kind that believed his god would protect him even at the gates of hell.

“Failure to comply,” he said, rolling the scroll back up, “will be treated as open rebellion against the Holy Empire and the True Church.

You will be branded enemies of mankind.” He stepped closer, boots echoing on marble.

“And humanity,” he added with deliberate venom, “will unite to erase you.” Yes.

Serena also worried about humanity.  But.

That was before Asmodeus reached Rank Two and overtook her in combat power.

She closed her eyes again and took a deep breath.

The throne hall trembled from a sudden overwhelming aura, not that of mana or magic, but the rage from every demon present barely held in check.

‘Die.’ Serena moved her finger.

A single finger.

FWOOM!

A beam of dark light exploded.  The arrogant human swayed on the spot, his eyes open in disbelief as he reached down to his chest…

only to find a sticky hole where his heart and lungs used to exist.

“Kill them all.”  Serena loved Asmodeus more than anything, and now that their children started to grow, she couldn’t allow these humans who threatened their crystals of love to exist.  “Your Majesty, what about…?” Leviathan asked despite her raging emotions…

worried about how their husband might react.

“I will take all responsibility.

Prepare the Demon Knights!

We will fight the mainland.” The two remaining envoys stumbled back as Halbrecht’s corpse hit the marble with a dull slap, blood steaming where Serena’s beam had vaporised bone.

They didn’t scream.

They were too stunned at the sudden death of their ally.  Both of them shuddered.  Once the hunters, humans who believed demons were beasts, now realised which side resembled prey.  Serena didn’t look at them.

She stared at the smoking hole in the floor while trying to contain the raging pulse of her heart and aura that surged inside her.

The cold mask she wore was cracking from the edges as she pictured what happened when the Arbiters attacked.

Her breath tasted metallic, while her aura, usually velvet-smooth, grated against itself like broken glass.

‘Never again…’ ‘They dare touch what is his.

They dare speak of taking him.

They dare insult the empire he built with his own hands.’ Her nails cut into the armrest with chaotic thoughts that transformed into a cyclone: dark, heavy, and violent enough that even Lumina shrank back a fraction.  The remaining two envoys finally found their voices.

“M-Murder-” Serena stepped off her throne.

She looked back to where he would sit and curled her lips into a distorted, crazed smile.

A goddess, mad for love, mad for a demon.

Then her soft voice cracked the silence just like the fractured marble under her feet.

“Murder?” The voice bounced off the walls, slicing the air like blades.

“You walked into my home, insulted my husband, my sisters, our empire and threatened our children.” Her aura exploded like a wild maelstrom in the ocean, tearing apart the throne, the golden decorations and beautiful draping flags.  Then she extended her palm and clenched it tight.

Serena’s killing intent wrapped around their throats like a closing hand.

‘No one threatens what is mine.’ “End them.

Leave none standing.”