Demon Lord Management Sim Game

I teleported with Szur to the base the next day.

"Welcome home, my lord." Garthur, with my other subordinates on standby at the base, paid their respects. "Madam Phisovia has calmed down again after getting the blood from Xenora."

I looked at them and frowned. "Where's Xenora?"

"She is with the captive."

Faintly I heard screams accompanied by something similar to the sounds of slashing. So, I walked towards the sound, signaling the others not to follow me. I only invited Szur to come along.

After passing through the cave passage that descended a few yards, we arrived at a room with two large cells.

I found a shirtless man facing the wall in one of those cells. His hands were chained, and his back was covered in red slashes.

"Tell me who gave you orders!" Xenora whipped the prisoner's back, inflicting fresh wounds on the man. "Where did you guys get that poison!!??"

Getting no response, Xenora whipped the person again. "Answer me!!!"

"It's useless, Xenora." I entered the cell. "Someone like him is trained to guard information until death. Any kind of torture is useless."

"Your master is right, lady." The prisoner gave a mocking laugh. "Whatever you give me won't be able to make me talk."

With a wild breath, Xenora threw away the long whip in her hand. "Then, I will kill him."

"Just kill me!!!" The prisoner laughed again, this time like an insane person. "I have sworn allegiance to my country! All hail Durcia Kingdom!!!"

Before Xenora made a move, I grabbed her shoulder. "We'd better get out of here first."

The black-haired succubus growled, her eyes glaring at the captive. "No! Before I…."

I pulled the woman, then whispered in her face. "This is an order."

She looked at me with tears in her eyes. I wrapped my arms around her waist, taking her out of the cell.

"You can't beat us!!!" For the third time, the prisoner laughed. "Durcia kingdom will stand until the end of time!"

Once we were far away from the cells, I gently rubbed Xenora's pale face, then lifted her arms wrapped in cloth.

"You've sacrificed a lot for your general, haven't you?"

The succubus looked down. With a hoarse voice, she said, "I'm sorry for not being able to look after her, my lord."

I buried her face into my chest, letting her sob.

"It's okay, Xenora. It's not your fault. The ones you fought were quite strong. I'm actually proud of you for capturing one of them." One hand of mine rubbed Xenora's shaking body while the other opened the game UI. "Now you don't have to worry about the blood supply for Phisovia anymore."

I opened the [Create Army] menu and chose the succubus race. I kept pressing the [Confirm] button, paying no attention to the appearance of the succubus I made.

Xenora removed herself from me, wiped away the tears, and lowered her chin in front of the ten succubi I had just created.

Those seductresses knelt before me and exclaimed in unison. "We are at your service, Lord Vorn!"

Maybe they were too many, but I didn't want to take the risk. Phisovia had to stay alive. She was the first to make me feel welcomed into this world.

I don't care if I've used up many of my limited darkness points.

"Szur, I have an order for you." I turned to the mare, whose fur was started regrowing, though still a little. "But, this time, I don't want you to dig into that captive's fear. I ask you to look for the best in his memories instead."

Szur looked at me, silent for a few seconds. "Very well, my lord."

***

The next day, I returned to the cells together with Xenora. But we are not alone. Among us was a young woman with her face covered by a black sack.

"Shadow." I approached the cell containing the prisoner. "An organization within the government that is in charge of infiltration and surveillance. One of their mottos is to always find a way out before death. So, you're not going to kill yourself yet."

That prisoner with thin hair sat cross-legged in silence, closed his eyes, with his hands no longer chained.

"So, you don't like chatting, huh?" I held the sack wrapped around the head of the woman who came with us. "How about this woman? Would you like to chat with her?"

As soon as I pulled out the sack, the young woman with wheat-yellow hair looked around with a trembling body. When looking at the captive, she gasped. "Brother Seth?"

The captive opened his eyes and his mouth opened wide. "Michelle?"

"You haven't seen her in for years, right?" I sneered. "Look at this girl you consider a little sister in the past. She has become a fine woman. I know you two used to play at the orphanage a lot."

I run my fingers over the woman named Michelle. She could only freeze with her body shaking even more.

"Brother Seth, what exactly happened? Where are we?" The woman looked like she was about to cry. "I-I was at my house, and they suddenly came."

"You can't fool me, demons." The captive closed his eyes again. "This is just a trick."

A chuckle escaped my mouth. "I am a demon lord, Seth. I can do things beyond your wildest dreams. Digging into your past and bringing this woman here, for example. I can do such things in no time."

The prisoner keep silence.

"Well, we'll see what happens next." I smiled at Michelle, whose eyes were already starting to tear up. "Do not be afraid. Xenora is very kind, Michelle. She just wants to play with you."

Xenora moved the tip of the knife in her hand to the woman's face, then hissed. "Yeah, we're going to have fun."

"Brother Seth…" Michelle started sobbing. "I'm scared."

"I leave everything to you, Xenora." I tapped the succubus on the shoulder. "I'm going to your general's room again."

It was Xenora who offered herself to do this.

"Just leave it to me, my lord." Xenora slightly pressed the knife, making Michelle's cheeks start to bleed.

I started walking. Having stepped just a few feet, I could hear the terrifying screams echoing through the cave walls.

"Nooo!!! It hurts! It hurts!!!"