Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World - Chapter 709

709: Growth and Traces of Brando’s Fleet 709: Growth and Traces of Brando’s Fleet In the warm sunlight that peeked beautifully through the inn’s most expensive room, in the centre of the massive bed, lay Asmodeus, his arms wrapped around the sleeping beauty with azure scales trailing down her abdomen and thighs.

Despite the faint traces of dust floating in the rays of light and rustic furniture, Nerim’s lovely snores brought a calming and homely ambience.  “Nn…”  Asmodeus opened his eyes, scanning the room, only to notice the bed in the small room opposite him was empty again, with the sheets folded over, and Vivi sleeping alone with her little belly exposed.

‘This kid…

where the hell is…’ While lost in thought, he felt the soft, squishy weight of two twin globes against his chest.

“Again?” He mumbled, shaking his head.

Ever since they started to prepare for the next auction and quest…

‘No it’s after I helped her with the inheritance…’ Because of the strange resonance between them, Nerim began sleepwalking whenever they slept.

She would strip her clothes and climb into his bed.

Of course, he didn’t mind; no healthy male would reject the beautiful mermaid with siren blood.

However, he’d not yet asked permission from his wives to take another step.

Although he wasn’t their slave, after marrying, he learned to respect them, and even now, he’d not touched Gretel beyond just petting and the light kiss while enjoying wine.

All because he wanted all his wives to accept his actions.

‘Well I know they wouldn’t blame me.’ It wasn’t hot air, but the truth.

Serena and Yumiko asked him several times over the past two years.

“When will you make Gretel our sister?”  Otherwise, why would they treat her and Anne so well?

Asmodeus was happy to be so loved by his wives and yet frustrated to be so attracted to certain women that he met.

It wasn’t like he collected them, but there was a strange emotion.

A feeling…

as if some kind of invisible force dragged them together.

Velvet and Alice called it fate, but he hated that word.  Fate…  Fuck no!

It couldn’t be that pretentious bullshit.

Asmodeus would rather it be his filthy womanising habits than the feeling that drew him to all his wives, being some whim of another being.

He became a demon to avoid that, to surpass those stupid concepts.

He hated the divine purely because of their arrogance.  “Forget it…” Wiping the crust from his eyes, he sighed, letting his hands wander and enjoy the soft feeling of Nerim’s thighs.

She didn’t blame him; in fact, over the past month, she, too, began to change…

their small spark was no longer an ember.  Should either of them make a move, it would become a wildfire that would devour the entire city.

“Nn….

are you awake?” The soft, fairy-like voice that left her lips reminded him of his wives when they called his name in bed, begging for him to stop, yet asking for more the next second.

It was really too alluring.  *** Nerim’s chest pounded.

She wasn’t depressed but rather excited…

from the moment she gained this new power, No.

It was more accurate that since meeting Asmodeus, the strange man with mysterious powers and background.

‘Just lying here, listening to your heart makes me feel so light…

and happy.’ Over the past month, Nerim spent the time pestering and asking Asmodeus about his past, what he liked, hated and eventually, one night when they were drinking heavily, he began to speak about his previous life.  ‘At first I thought he was a crazy bastard…

But…’ Somehow, she couldn’t deny it.

There was something about his words; the special ability given to sirens was a sort of lie-detection ability.

‘To think the only time he lied was when I asked if he wanted my body…

Idiot.’ Like Asmodeus, her pure blue eyes opened with a splash of water; the immense affinity she shared with water now brought a beautiful elemental effect whenever she performed specific actions.  Much like when Asmodeus’s eyes would shine golden, her movements and actions could create pure, delicious water…  ‘Even my urine has changed….

if he finds out, will he think I am weird!?’  Silly thought swirled through her mind as she sat up, “Kya…” A low squeak left her lips as she covered her impure swellings with both hands.

Thanks to her scales covering them slightly, she wasn’t too embarrassed, but still being naked in front of the man she crushed on was difficult for the maiden to endure.

“What’s up?” He glanced at her before Asmodeus smirked.

It was a dirty, lewd smirk that sent cold chills down her spine.

‘Did I miss something!?’ She’d started to learn about his glances, the face that seemed emotionless at the start, now became easier to read.  “Nothing, I was thinking that maybe we should have some high-quality clam for dinner.”  “Clam?” One, two…

three.  Ping!

A bell sounded in her mind, and she instantly realised this bastard was playing a vulgar trick on her.

She immediately grabbed the quilt and covered her exposed crotch; the scales wouldn’t always remain closed, especially in that place.

‘Ah…

why did I have such a lewd dream!?’ Nerim couldn’t be blamed, as a young woman faced with a demon god…

his charm was something that most women faced by his favour would collapse in a night.

To think that this mermaid kept her virginity and body for a month now was an impressive record.  “You, don’t look!

Hurry, get me some clothes!” “Yeah, sure.” Asmodeus didn’t submit to Nerim, but he tried not to be too overbearing at the same time.

She wasn’t like his wives, and somehow it was fun to chase her at a gradual pace like he would have done back on Earth; a lot of his tricks didn’t work.

So teasing and building their relationship was all he could do.  He grabbed a delicate blue dancer’s dress.

Made of a quality eastern silk similar to that of an Arachne, it couldn’t match Lumina’s, but Asmodeus liked the pretty silver belts and jewellery that came with it, along with the soft fur trim.

“Don’t watch me…” Although Nerim’s little heart pounded just from his glance, she tried her hardest using her new power to envelop her organs in water, protecting and hiding her current shame.  ‘His eyes are like a beast, waiting to devour its prey!’ However, the bastard didn’t leave.

He sat backwards on the chair, with his arms folded, chin leaning on his fist and focused on her.

“Be serious!” She protested, But he just smiled.

“You’re gorgeous, how about we go for a meal alone tonight?”  “Asmodeus!” Her pink cheeks flushed with colour, something that she knew he loved, unable to hide her emotions despite desperately trying, Nerim gave up.

It wasn’t like there was something to lose.

He’d seen everything…

except what’s inside her.

‘W-Wait…

did I just surrender!?’ Shuffle…!

As she removed the quilt and slipped on the pale white panties, with a thin strap sliding between her bubbly butt, he continued watching her with a smirk.

The feeling of silk between her cheeks used to feel strange…

but these so-called “G-strings” were exceptionally helpful when she needed to fight.  The fabric of her old underwear rubbed against her scales and created infections or irritated her skin.  It wasn’t because she noticed Asmodeus watching her after she bought them!

Never!

“You really do suit the eastern style, Nerim.” He stopped teasing her and closed his eyes the moment she wore her bra, the thin material like rubber as it clung tightly to her scales and secured her breasts so they wouldn’t bounce.  “Pervert…

if only you didn’t reveal this side, maybe I’d be nicer.” “I’d rather you fall for the real me.”  A sudden vibration rumbled through the air, followed by gentle waves of aura that flowed from Asmodeus.  Nerim’s moist lips parted as she felt the warmth of his energy naturally flowing into each scale on her body, the immense power diluted, refined and condensing inside her body as it improved her muscles, skin, bones and organs.

This was the dual cultivation technique of her people…

The males would use their dense and fierce aura to temper the females during a meditative state.  This amount of refined aura would slowly gather and build up into a small deposit in the female’s womb.

After several cycles, the energy tempers the female…

and then…  Woosh!

The light blue dress fluttered as Nerim swayed her hips and kicked the air with a loud snap, shattering the vibrations with her own energy.  “Wow!”  An arc of crisp water sliced through the air like a blade.  Asmodeus didn’t move, but with a simple gesture of his finger, a wall of solid blood formed, absorbing the water, like a shark eating a dolphin.

“How?” Nerim asked excitedly.

“Good, you’ve improved well.” Asmodeus opened one eye with a smile.

“I think we can depart for the mission now, thanks to your hard work in the past month we found traces of Brando and his crew.” “Hmmm~ then you should stop trying to bully me.

Or I might just bite you.” “Sounds good.” “Huh?” She didn’t seem to understand, but then she noticed his glance and her cheeks turned bright pink.

“You…

why are you so forward now!?” “Because I don’t want to let you slip through my fingers.” “!!!!!!” ‘This bastard is so fresh with me…’