Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

"Huh? Wait a minute?"

As he listened, something felt off. How had something strange gotten mixed in? Satan looked at him suspiciously and said—

"Brushing its fur? So you're whispering sweet nothings to your 'pet'?"

Chen Ming blinked and smiled.

That's a bit cheap.

Liuli and Satan exchanged a glance, looked at their husbands who were still being improper on their wedding day, sighed, and then together lifted their white-stockinged little feet and kicked them off the bed.

……

dong dong dong.

"coming."

The tall, half-goat demon rushed to open the door upon hearing the knock, but she was taken aback when she saw who it was.

Chen Ming, standing before me, was dressed in a sharp suit, his hair neatly combed, a stark contrast to his usual frivolous demeanor; he looked quite respectable.

but……

Baphomet's red eyes looked at the thick lip prints on his face, the faint outline of two small feet on his clothes, and the dust on his body.

"...How did you get like this?"

Anyone who didn't know better would think he went off to be a womanizer and ended up getting kicked twice by a respectable woman...

Baphomet quickly took out a towel, bent down, and started wiping him, saying—

"Today is a big day, please be more composed."

Chen Ming smiled as he looked at the tall woman's submissive demeanor before him. He gently grasped her wrist, pressed it against her forehead, and whispered—

"How am I being unsteady? My little lamb."

As she spoke, she reached out and gently fiddled with the bell he had tied to her with hemp rope, making it jingle.

Baphomet's face turned bright red, and her little vixen tapped lightly on the floor, biting her lower lip.

The dangerous demon was actually a docile and adorable lamb in his hands—how strange!

……

P.S.: Good morning (ω)

Chapter 1569 His Devil Bride

Chen Ming smiled playfully, fiddling with her bells as if touching her heart as well, causing Baphomet to gently bite her lower lip.

"Wearing bells at the wedding ceremony? Little lamb, you're so naughty."

Surprisingly, he laughed at me instead.

Baphomet's face flushed red as he stared at him, his eyes filled with anger that he dared not express. In the end, he could only turn his head away, muttering something under his breath.

"You're the one who made me wear it..."

The towering, half-goat demon now resembles a wronged, submissive wife.

Chen Ming argued—

"I didn't tell you to wear it even if you got married."

"Doesn't Lord Nidhogg also wear a bell?"

"So you're all indecent, aren't you?"

"..."

"You're the one who's being the most irresponsible, you culprit!" Baphomet shouted in his red eyes, but he didn't actually say it out loud.

Chen Ming smiled and took her hand, looking at her white wedding dress. It was more like a white wedding gown than a wedding dress.

The simple fabric is layered, giving it a rather plain appearance, but the patterns on the skirt are quite exquisite, and a restrained yet refined elegance is evident in her every move.

Her hair was long and straight, and she wore a goat skull mask with a white veil covering half of her face, giving her an air of mystery.

Chen Ming couldn't help but admire—

"That's the kind of style that's like a demon, mysterious yet with a dangerous charm."

"Is there?"

Baphomet looked at himself; it was just a common wedding dress style in Hell, but to him as a human, it certainly looked exotic.

Lucifer watched as he touched and groped his little lamb, and couldn't help but smile, saying—

"He's talking about me; I don't seem like a demon at all."

Lucifer appears to be an exceptionally beautiful woman, but her temperament is closer to that of a celestial being. However, her true identity is a star.

Chen Ming walked to her side, gently lifted her veil, pressed his forehead against hers, and said with a smile—

"You really fooled me. You kept saying that demons don't distinguish between right and wrong, but you're not a demon at all. Demons' reputation has been ruined."

Before Lucifer could reply, Baphomet rushed to explain for him, tugging at his sleeve and saying—

"Actually, 'demon' is just a general term. It includes many races, and even people from other eras. It's not that narrow in meaning."

"Uh, so that means... you'll be a Devilman when you arrive?"

They're quite tolerant.

Despite being a demon, I always thought the people in Hell were truly kind and honest.

Baphomet looked on with adoration and said—

"All of this is thanks to Lady Lucifer; she is the undisputed queen. She not only unified everyone but also gave them hope."

That hope was placed on her husband.

That's something I didn't expect.

From this perspective, Chen Ming's reputation in Hell should be at least as great as Lucifer's... except...

Baphomet glanced at the guy, and perhaps because they were too close, she still felt a little guilty, though she didn't want to admit it.

Hmph, you big bad guy.

Lucifer smiled and shook his head, saying—

"After all, when I met you, I didn't know what I was originally. I severed my previous memories, and the first impression I had left was falling from the sky into hell."

Now, I finally understand how time has passed.

In the beginning, Lucifer entered the realm of reincarnation during the Immortal Era, then met Chen Ming, and at the cost of self-mutilation, deduced the future. After returning, he fell from the sky and went to Hell to become the queen.

Then, amidst oblivion, drawn together by the karma between them, he once again resisted reincarnation, but still failed, and finally fell into this world, where he encountered a fool who wanted to run a red light at a traffic light.

At that time, she was still incomplete. She was the Queen of Hell, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to call herself a demon, right? At least she was a demon in name only.

It feels like a long time has passed since then.

Chen Ming looked at her face. Compared to her initial indifference, she was becoming more and more virtuous. This feeling of a fairy marrying a man was all because of him.

However, he now feigned innocence despite having gained an advantage, and said with a smile—

"Hmph, cold-hearted woman, she actually forgot about me."

"..."

Lucifer was speechless for a moment, then remembered how infuriated he had been by this guy in the Samsara Vision, and couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pat him, scolding him playfully—

“If I really forgot about you, I wouldn’t care about you anymore. Even though I don’t remember you, I still came to your side.”

To be able to find him despite his amnesia is truly remarkable, and this scoundrel still has the audacity to criticize him. He deserves to be beaten.

Chen Ming chuckled and grabbed his wife's wrist, pressing his face affectionately against hers, and said—

"Alright, alright, my wife Lucifer is the best. Come here, give me a kiss."

"...a deathly sight."

Lucifer rolled her eyes at him, then pushed him away after he finished kissing her, got up and helped him straighten his clothes. Then, holding his wedding dress in one hand and his hand in the other, she gave him a somewhat mysterious smile and said—

"By the way, do you want to go and check on the Queen Mother of the West and the others?"

"what?"

Chen Ming tilted his head, unsure of Lucifer's meaning. The Queen Mother of the West must have come too; after all, she was one of his important people, and at such a momentous occasion, all his important people should naturally be present.

He mumbled incoherently—

"Should we go and greet them? That would be good."

"Hehe, let me say hello..."

Lucifer smiled secretly, even in this mischievous expression, there was still a gentle grace in her demeanor; this quality was ingrained in her very being.

Wearing white openwork silk gloves, she pulled him forward, as if it were the most beautiful scene he had ever seen in a dream.

He gazed at his bride, completely captivated.

……

"They're here! Get ready!"

Outside the room, a small head peeked out to observe, but immediately retreated after hearing familiar footsteps in the corridor.

The lively, dark-skinned little girl quickly lifted her skirt and ran back to her room, calling out to everyone there—

"Uncle is coming this way, don't give yourself away."

The white tulle dress contrasted sharply with her healthy tan skin, yet this contrast highlighted her unique charm.

The landlady, also dressed in a white tulle dress, shook her head at the girl's boisterous behavior, tapped the dark-skinned girl on the head, and said—

"You're the most unreliable one here. Just don't give yourself away."

They actually have time to worry about others.

If you ruin everyone's plans, you'll be in big trouble.