Demon Lord Management Sim Game

"But before that, you better get dressed first." Emily handed me my shirt and pants.

"Great idea." I received those things and started to wear them.

"Ah…. Ah…." Lexi stretched out her hand as if she wanted to reach my now withered cock. And when I put my pants on, she looked like she was going to cry.

"We can do it another time." I smiled at the doctor and helped her up. I also held her body so that she would not fall. "I don't want to do that in your current state."

"I see." Lexi sighed, looking at the others while adjusting her glasses.

And the three women looked the other way. It was apparent they didn't want to be asked what they had just done with me.

"So what are you going to talk about, my lord?" Xenora asked. From her tone, I could tell she wanted to change the topic.

"As we know, I will try my best to get Velvet." I started explaining. "She will have a tremendous impact if she joins us. People of the Lyran religion will be a big part of what I build. However, I saw an opportunity to increase that impact."

I was silent, feeling a little hesitant to say this.

"You will marry her, right? That prophet?" And Ayre dropped the bomb before I could.

My ladies' gazes immediately fell on the shapeshifter general, who now wore a blank expression like she used to.

Lexi lowered her chin, Emily looked relaxed, and Xenora rubbed her own face.

"I knew this was going to happen, sooner or later." Emily wore a faint smile. "There will be someone who will be number one for you."

"It's just a title." I took a deep breath. "In my eyes, all of you are still equal."

Slowly, Lexi rubbed my face with her shaking hands. "But, you will be with her more often in public. It means you will travel a lot with her…."

The doctor didn't continue her words and just looked at me with an expression that was hard for me to guess. Maybe she thinks she will always be stuck at the base while I will continue to travel with Velvet.

I rubbed the dark green-haired woman's face back, unable to say anything.

"Then, why are you waiting for madam Phisovia? Why are you fighting for her?" Xenora lowered her head. Both her hands clenched. "You know why I called her madam? That's because I already consider her as your wife, my lord. I don't care if I don't become your wife. But…. Madam Phisovia…. She is the first to accompany you on this journey."

"Your words didn't change anything, Xenora." Ayre returned her smile. "This wedding is an ultimate symbol of unity between two sides that have been fighting each other for centuries. People will definitely welcome that with pleasure."

Xenora looked up at me, and her tears started to fall. I immediately moved from Lexi to hug the succubus.

"I'm sorry I keep hurting you." I hissed in her ear. "It doesn't matter if you don't believe that I will treat all of you fairly. Hell, all of you can even leave me because of this decision…."

"You know I won't leave you, right?" Xenora hugged me back so tightly that I could feel her strong heartbeat.

"Yeah, how dare you doubt my loyalty." Emily sneered, though her eyes were now welling up with tears too. She also hugged me. "Your dream is my dream too, my lord. I will be here until the end."

Ayre also joined us. "I've been waiting for you for hundreds of years, your majesty. There's no way I'm going to just let you go."

And Lexi became the last woman to hug me. She gave me a soft whisper while looking down. "You have made room for me."

"Thanks." The warmth from my women made my eyes hot and wet. I'm so glad to have them all. "You girls will never know how happy I am now."

***

I went down to the prison area with Lexi, who was carrying a small jar made of clay. The one on guard duty tonight is Ritor. He rose from the mat and bowed to me along with two other minotaurs.

I then stood in front of Velvet's cell. The prophet was still kneeling before the winged circle carving on the wall.

"I ask you one more time, O Velvet Byrne, daughter of the dragon and prophet of all the realms." I use a firm tone. "Are you still rejecting me, even though you have seen what I am building?"

Silence enveloped the place. She never answered. I knew this would happen. I asked because I still felt that the prophet might change her mind after a long time.

Although the possibility is tiny.

I nodded at Lexi, who immediately put the small jar she was carrying on the ground. The doctor cast an incantation, triggering the glistening stone on the tip of her magic staff to emit a purple glow.

"Before we do this, I have a question. Are you sure, my lord?" Lexi's facial muscles were so tense. "This is a powerful sleeping drug. I made it from a very ancient recipe. As you saw some time ago, she could only wake up after a long period, which was far from my prediction. We don't know what other effects she will suffer if we give her this thing a second time."

"You said the usual sleeping drugs didn't work on her, maybe because she has dragon blood in her veins," I responded, looking back at the prophet. "We have no other choice."

Our chat finally triggers Velvet to stand up. She faced me and spoke in a cold tone. "You can't win over me, demon."

I put on a smile. "I don't want to win, but get you, my love."

In an instant, the woman's face was filled with disgust.

Lexi tapped the jar with her magic staff. And it only took a second, Velvet's eyes rolled back, and she collapsed with a thud.

"Open it." I give an order.

One of the minotaurs unlocked the cell door with a key, and I entered.

I stood over the unmoving prophet, staring at her black and red hair.

This is just the beginning, Velvet Byrne.