Demon Lord Management Sim Game

Velvet was holding an object similar to a gun from the earth realm. However, it looked simpler, only looking like some small metal plates tied together.

She took a deep breath and concentrated on channeling her dragon power into it. This was the umpteenth try, and she would give up if she failed again.

After all, she wasn't too interested in this experiment and was doing it to pass the time.

A few seconds passed, and nothing happened. Velvet then shrugged. "I don't think I can do this yet, Nate…."

The former prophet frowned. Finally, she felt her power flowing into that thing, just like when she used her Mythril rapier.

"I'm starting to see a reaction." Velvet looked at the orange flickers from behind the weapon. "What should I do now?"

"Ah, raise the weapon, aim at the target, and pull the trigger," Nate answered.

Velvet followed the order and aimed at one of the wooden barrels. She was unsure about this object in her hand. With a slight movement, can this thing really shoot something? That sounds too easy.

Even magic users need a long time to be able to shoot elemental magic.

And the only time Velvet can shoot fireballs is when she is a dragon.

Even so, Velvet still pulled the trigger. And what happened next almost made her jump in shock. The tip of that 'gun' sent out a fireball, which exploded when it hit the target.

"This…" She stared at the white smoke from the weapon.

"Please try again, madam Velvet," Nate suggested. "So, you can get the right feeling."

Velvet then pulled the trigger several times, shooting more fireballs. Only a few times she missed the target. Almost all of the wooden barrels had been burnt by her shots.

"I have to admit, this is amazing." Velvet looked at the fire that started to spread on the grass. After becoming a dragon, she discovered that her shooting skills were quite good. She had destroyed many buildings while in that monster form.

She had not expected that ability to still exist when she was human.

"Helen, please put out that fire…." The former prophet turned around, stunned to see that her bodyguards were turning their backs on her, squatting with legs apart. "What the heck are you girls doing?"

"You said we can be more relaxed now." One of them answered with a moan-like voice.

The other arched her body backward. "The men here only want to be with the succubus and don't even spare us a glance. So, there's nothing wrong with satisfying ourselves, right? Ahnnnn…"

Velvet approached her subordinates with a frown. She slapped her forehead when she saw they were attaching something like vibrating rods to their crotch. "You girls are crazy! This is a public place!!!"

"Take it easy, lady Velvet. No one is watching." The third bodyguard added while licking her own lips like she was enjoying a delicious meal. "It's amazing… We don't need to take off our pants to enjoy it. The vibrations penetrate even the thickest garments."

"As long as we can keep ourselves from squirting." The first guard giggled. "Ahnnn… Thanks for inventing this thing, Nate."

Meanwhile, Nate just put his signature default shapeshifter-like expression. He seemed unaffected by all that.

When she received a questioning glance from Velvet, the scientist shrugged. "I'm just carrying out Lord Vorn's orders to make those things."

"But..." The former prophet was lost for words.

Maybe because those bodyguards were quarantined and trained as soldiers since childhood, they didn't get the chance to satisfy themselves in a more proper way.

But still, this is absurd. Velvet knows that these bodyguards are indoctrinated to always be with her unless they are ordered to leave.

Can't they wait a bit before trying those things?

Reluctant to comment further on the outrageous behavior of her subordinates, Velvet stared at the last bodyguard. That woman was doing the same thing, albeit with a more normal expression, but her face was bright red.

At first, the fourth bodyguard only looked back at her boss and continued to stick the vibrating rod into her vagina, but then she hurriedly took her magic staff and shot cold air at the flames that were getting bigger.

"Can I use the sword mode now?" Velvet asked Nate, deciding not to bother with his underlings. After not using the title of prophet any more, she felt that she no longer had the right to control her subordinates' wants too much.

Nate walked up to the dragon lady, still ignoring the lascivious sighs of the women.

"I don't know." the scientist responded. "But you can try…. Well, maybe you need to use full armor."

Velvet took turns looking at the weapon in her hand and at Nate. "Can this thing explode?"

And Nate started walking backward. "Maybe."

Hearing a slight creak, Velvet looked to the side, finding a succubus pushing a wheelchair. The bodyguards who realized that immediately threw away their toys and stood up.

"Good afternoon. Are you practicing?" Phisovia, sitting in the wheelchair, stared at the black marks on the ground from Velvet's gunshots. Her mouth curved into a wide smile. "I hope I didn't bother you."

"Ah, not at all." Velvet smiled back. "We're just doing an experiment."

"If you don't mind, can we talk alone?" Phisovia looked intently at Velvet, still smiling.

Velvet raised an eyebrow, then motioned for her subordinates and Nate to leave that place. Phisovia also did the same to the succubus who was accompanying her.

When the others were out of sight, Phisovia spoke up. "I also already know the reason Lord Vorn sacrificed his wings."

Velvet took a deep breath. "Well, I don't want that to happen either…. However, I will still apologize if it makes you feel better."

Phisovia leaned forward slightly, looking at the grass with fingers interlaced in front of her mouth. "Long ago, lord Vorn sacrificed an eye to Emily so she could join us. We all questioned his decision. However, it took only a short time for Emily to show her worth. Her necromancy powers are valuable to us in various ways. "

"Ah... No wonder one of Emily's eyes is red." Velvet had just heard the story, which was quite a shock to her.

As it turns out, this isn't the first time Vorn has made such a big sacrifice. In the end, the eye did grow again, but it still gave Vorn a debuff. Velvet imagined that Vorn's combat abilities had significantly decreased because of that.

Phisovia lifted her face, continuing in a cold tone. "The question is, with such a bigger sacrifice, are you worth it for us?"

Velvet folded her arms across her chest, looking back at Phisovia. So far, no one dared to ask the dragon lady like that.

"I don't know." Velvet responded. "Only time can answer that question."

A few moments passed in silence, and Phisovia's smile returned. "Nice talking to you. I hope we can become good friends."

"I hope the same thing."

"Risea." Phisovia summoned her escorting succubus and turned her wheelchair around. "Farewell, daughter of the dragon."

The escorting succubus bowed to Velvet and then pushed the wheelchair away. Velvet just stared at them in silence.