As the Demon King, I have married a slave elf. How should I express my love?

Magicians are almost synonymous with villains.

It might seem absurd for the Demon King, the pinnacle of villainy, to grant a mortal's wish for happiness, but Sagan would always find a way to obtain it if he desired it.

And he made a promise to protect everything.

As a "Demon King," such a wish might seem too insignificant, but in Sagan's eyes, "family" inexplicably made him feel dazzling and radiant.

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The next morning.

Sagan led Nefi and Fael to the main street of Kinnoind. The Demon King's Palace, mentioned earlier, was hidden beneath the town.

The castle in "The High Elder" is an underground labyrinth.

But Sagan did not immediately head to the Demon King's castle; instead, he strolled through the streets.

"Sagan, where are we going?"

"Clothing store".

"why?"

"Or are you planning to walk down the street dressed like that?"

Nefi was dressed in her maid's uniform as usual, and Fa'er was also wearing a robe as usual. That is to say, she was only wearing her undergarments under her robe.

Perhaps because of this, Fa'er herself was also restless, looking around anxiously.

—Besides, she should probably hide her horns.

The robe is currently covering her tightly, so it's not visible, but that concealment will be exposed with the slightest breeze. She should wear a hat or something to be on the safe side.

But for some reason, Fa'er narrowed her eyes, somewhat unconvinced.

"It's all because Sagan made me take off my armor."

"Isn't that obvious? If you walked down the street dressed like that, even Nefi would be affected, and people would be afraid to approach her."

The people in this town were fairly friendly with Nefie, and many would approach her to chat. It wouldn't be Sagan's intention to scare them away.

But the one who sounded uneasy next was not Far, but Neferi.

"The clothing store you mentioned, could it be...?"

"Yes, wouldn't it be better to buy from a familiar store?"

"Miss Manila is indeed a very kind person, but if I want to buy a dress... is it really okay to go to her?"

Nefi's expression remained unchanged, but his ears drooped down, revealing his bewilderment.

Seeing the two people's reactions, Fa'er tilted her head in confusion.

"magician?"

"No, she's a normal person, and a very nice one at that."

"Yeah……?"

Even Nefi's soft words seemed unconvincing, and Far seemed somewhat timid as she clutched Sagan's robe.

Although Nefie was friends with the shop assistant at that clothing store, there was something off about him. He seemed to treat Nefie like a doll, sometimes dressing her up in ways that even Sagan couldn't look at her directly. However, her taste in clothing was generally reliable.

—And even if she knew Fa'er's dragon identity, she probably wouldn't go around telling everyone.

She was willing to treat Nefi as a "friend," and Sagan trusted her in the same way.

To reassure Fael, Sagan said:

"She wouldn't give this kid weird clothes to wear, would she?"

"Is that really true...?"

—Don't let yourself be on edge like this!

Are they really good friends? — Now even Sagan is starting to feel uneasy.

As they talked, the three of them arrived at the clothing store that was in serious trouble.

"Welcome!"

As soon as you open the door, a lively greeting greets you.

A winged human with beautiful green wings greeted us. She moved nimbly and gracefully around the shop as usual, flashing her signature cheerful smile.

The female shop assistant, who was about twenty years old, was named Manila.

Neferi bowed his head in greeting.

Good afternoon, Miss Manila.

"Little Nie, you're here today too?"

"Yes. Um, I'd like to ask you to help me pick out an outfit today..."

"What's the problem... Oh? Oh, so your owner is here too."

Manila then turned her gaze to Sagan as if she had seen some troublesome person.

This made him put on a stern face.

"Hey, you! While I was away, you didn't make Neffi wear any weird clothes again, did you?"

"Why do you say that? All the items I picked out for her were from our store, weren't they?"

"Your store clearly has a whole bunch of inappropriate clothes."

When Sagan glared at her, Manila pretended not to notice and whistled.

"...Sigh. Anyway, your guest today isn't Neferpitou. Pick out some clothes for this little guy and dress him up."

As Sagan spoke, he pushed Fa'er forward.

"Oh? Mr. Sagan, you've hired a new maid again? Let me see..."

Manila then gently removed the hood from Farr's head.

The moment Manila's green hair and golden eyes were revealed, her eyes immediately sparkled.

"Oh my...! What a cute girl!"

"Waaah..."

Fal seemed to be bad at dealing with this kind of person, and turned to hide behind Sagan, but her hand was grabbed by him.

"Hmm~ Looks like another great gem, different from Nephi! Leave it to me. I'll definitely make you the cutest girl in the world!"

"...Don't change her into anything too weird, okay?"

"Relax, relax."

Fael looked at Manila with pleading eyes, but Manila still took her away without any politeness.

"...Are you really alright?"

"Who knows, but I guess nothing will happen?"

The two looked like parents seeing their child off on their first shopping trip, their eyes darting around and fidgeting with their clothes, appearing quite uneasy.

A few minutes later, the curtain of the fitting room was drawn back.

Seeing Fal emerge unsteadily from within, Sagan and Nefertari sighed in unison.

Fa'er was dressed in an exotic ethnic style.

Presumably to match her green hair, the clothes were based on white and red. Although the colors were simple, the horns became part of the decoration. In addition to the clothes, she also wore the original robe draped over her shoulders.

"How is it? This way it matches the robe well and also brings out the child's natural cuteness."

"...You're clearly talented, so why are you never serious about it?"

Her eye for choosing clothes was indeed accurate, but it made Sagan sigh.

But Manila shook her head, as if to say to Sagan – you know nothing.

"Our main task is to help our customers discover a completely new version of themselves."

"The problem is that your choices are always too trendy."

Even so, Sagan still looked at Fale.

"Well, overall it looks pretty good this time. Fa'er, what do you think?"

"...I don't know. Human clothing all looks pretty much the same."

But despite her words, Fa'er turned around and looked at the fluttering skirt, seemingly quite pleased with the outfit.

"But wouldn't that be a bit too conspicuous?"

"Being conspicuous is not a problem."

In fact, Sagan even hoped that everyone would see clearly that Fal was one of their own, so that those who intended to harm Fal would naturally back down.

At least Sagan had tried the same method on Nefi, so now even if she goes out alone, no one dares to bother her.

However—Sagan muttered to himself.

"Wearing a robe like that really looks a bit out of place."

If she were to reveal her identity as a dragon, someone would surely recognize her.

Although she needs to attract attention now and let everyone know that she is under Sagan's protection, if she doesn't even hide her dragon identity, it might cause further complications.

Although the white-haired elf Nefi was also seen as prey by some, she won the hearts of everyone in town through her character. Farr might not be able to do the same.

Just as Sagan was deep in thought, Manila clapped her hands.

"Otherwise, what do you think of this robe?"

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As soon as she finished speaking, she gently draped another robe over Fa'er's shoulders. It was a pure white robe adorned with many red ornaments, and the hood resembled a cat-shaped mascot costume, with the ear section perfectly accommodating Fa'er's horns.

"Oh, it looks pretty good. What do you think, Neferi?"

"Yeah, I think it looks cute too."

Nefi seemed to like it quite a bit, and said this with a flick of her ear.