Even the Demon King is worrying about another world today.

Centered on Mikayi's feet, a terrifying aura spread out, instantly covering the entire main city of Ais. All creatures within the city felt a chill run down their spines, and some humans with a heightened sensitivity to magic were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

"What kind of species can emit such a strong aura..."

Once the target was located, Mikayi locked onto the direction and then dispelled the domain magic.

There are actually simpler, lower-level search spells, but Mikayi was too lazy to search for them to save time.

With a light touch of his toes, his body was lifted off the ground by the fluctuating magical energy. Mikayi floated into the air, heading straight for his target location.

-

The white hall was distinctly different from the grand hall's opulent decor. In the center stood priests holding green staffs, frantically busy with something. They had been doing the same thing for hours.

Despite nearly a day of intensive care, the man lying on the white sheets showed no signs of waking up.

The sound of horses' hooves came from outside the window, and the breeze from the flapping wings of a unicorn blew into the room, slightly cooling down the logistics priest who had been on edge all day.

"Your Highness." The priests bowed slightly and then went back to their own business.

"Is Zera still not awake?" Ariel asked, her face full of worry. The man on the bed had his lower body severed; his pale face was like that of a dead man, showing no sign of life.

The leading priest lowered his voice and replied, "He might not wake up for a few more days. Lord Zera's life has been saved, but I'm afraid..."

He's probably already a cripple.

Ariel was well aware of this.

As dusk fell, the room remained somewhat dim, even with a few faint magic lamps flickering.

Ariel's eyes were already red and wet. Her only mentor, whom she could completely trust throughout Ais, would probably no longer be able to stand on his own two feet.

Tears streamed down her face silently, and no one dared to step forward to comfort Princess Ariel.

Suddenly, a cold hand pressed down on her head. Ariel looked up and saw Mikael's cheating smile.

Even Mikayi himself didn't realize how gentle his already flawlessly handsome face looked when he smiled. Especially when he was with women, it was more than enough to charm them.

"Is he important to you?" Mikayi asked softly.

It must be admitted that Ariel's heart was captured in an instant. She shook her head; as a member of the royal family of the Ais Federation, she couldn't just fall for someone of unknown origin.

"Not important?" Mikayi asked, puzzled. She had cried several times today because of this archmage, and he was still saying it wasn't important? Was he being a tsundere?

“Important, very important.” Ariel bit her lower lip, tears blurring her vision, making it difficult to see the person in front of her clearly. “He is my mentor, my protector, the only person I can trust.”

Although Mikai was a foreigner of unknown origin, for some reason, Ariel's intuition made her completely trust him. So much so that she revealed many things she couldn't say aloud to Mikai.

Demons have an innate ability to bewitch, making a human believe in them without reservation. Demon kings are even more adept at this.

Mikayi once again opened the magic book etched in his mind. His magic originated from dark magic; healing magic was completely outside his area of ​​expertise. Not only did he have no chance of being injured, but even if he were, his astonishing regenerative abilities could repair his tattered body in an instant.

However, when it comes to healing magic, the angels are the most skilled in it on the continent of Galan. And coincidentally, there happens to be one of the strongest six-winged angels of the angel race by Mikayi's side.

Mikael's hand was still resting on Ariel's head, gently stroking her soft hair. A girl's soft hair felt so good...

While enjoying the soft, long hair of Ariel in his hands, Mikael's face was serious: "I have a friend who knows high-level healing magic. I'll bring her to see Zera tomorrow."

Ariel's azure eyes, like emeralds, widened in surprise: "Mikai..."

Is your friend in the country of Ais? If he's abroad, he probably won't be able to get back in a day..."

"She'll arrive in Ais's capital city tomorrow." Mikayi scratched his head. Faced with absolute power, the Demon King had no need to lie, so much so that asking him to lie now was actually a challenge for Mikayi.

Ariel didn't want to delve into the specifics, even though the foreigner's words were always rambling and full of loopholes. Ariel would still instinctively believe him.

A faint orange light shone on Mikayi's profile, highlighting his deep features and perfect contours, undeniably showcasing his good looks. Ariel's heart pounded, and she quickly shook her head.

I am a princess of a nation! I cannot let the idea of ​​love cloud my judgment!

Mikael took in Ariel's sudden reaction, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"See you tomorrow, Your Highness Ariel." With a slight bow, Mikayi pushed open the door and left.

The black figure leaped into the air and disappeared into the night.

"Wait!" Ariel rushed to the window and looked down, but could see nothing but darkness.

This is an eight-story tower...

012 The Broken Throne

The complicated teleportation magic was easily obtained by Mikayi, who teleported to the skies above Ais's main city in the blink of an eye.

Mikayi has an undeniable sense of his lair, allowing him to arrive at the gates of hell with such precision.

The perfectly invisible hell rippled slightly, and a pitch-black door appeared out of thin air. The door frame was made of strange skulls, their menacing, clawing appearance quite eerie.

After wandering the human world for a day, the demon king of hell felt that his taste had been elevated, and now he actually found these decorations with an aura of death somewhat unbearable to look at.

The gates of hell are wide open, welcoming their masters.

Before Mikaela made many enemies, Hell was often attacked by various races joining forces, with the fiercest attack reaching the eighth level of Hell. If they were to advance to another level, they would truly threaten the existence of Hell. Once the core of the ninth level is destroyed, Hell will collapse and disintegrate.

Although Mikaela led his army to withstand the attack, he was still somewhat fearful afterward. Therefore, he restricted Hell, disabling all teleportation and movement magic. Within the core of Hell, no one could freely teleport within Hell except for Mikaela, the holder of the core.

Even when he could use teleportation magic, Mikayi rarely moved within Hell. As a Demon Lord with endless life, Mikayi had plenty of time to waste.

However, this time, Mikayi didn't plan to walk down from the first level to the ninth. He had encountered far too many humans that day, almost more than he had in all his ten thousand years of human interaction. Even so, Mikayi was exhausted—not physically, but mentally.

It had been far too long since he had experienced 'emotions,' and this uniquely human thought suddenly appeared in Mikayi's mind, catching him somewhat off guard.

Was it from the moment he met Ariel? Or was it the gentleness of the human girl that awakened the humanity in the Demon Lord Mikayi?

Even Mikayi himself didn't know.

However, if it weren't for the emotions that surfaced today, Mikayi would have almost forgotten the fact that he was once human.

With a single thought, Mikayi's body appeared out of thin air in the ninth level of hell.

The ninth level of hell has no scorching lava or exaggerated ice pillars. As the smallest level of hell, it looks like nothing more than a huge palace.

The moment Mikayi's feet touched the ground, he sensed something was wrong; his collection, which should have been neatly arranged, was now scattered and crooked. What bothered him even more was that someone had actually split his throne in two.

Intruder?

Mikayi's nerves tightened instantly. There were still too many unknowns in this world, and it was not impossible for some unknown forces to possess extraordinary strength.

It's perfectly reasonable that he was targeted by the original powerful beings of this world on his very first day in this new world.

High-level resistance magic rose up from the soles of his feet, one ring after another, and the vast amount of dark magic gathered at his fingertips dyed his nails black.

A terrifying amount of magic gathered in Mikayi's palm, and with a thought, he could unleash a series of high-level spells one after another.

“King of... Hell…” A head popped out from behind the shattered throne.

The person was so small that Mikaela didn't see Rene lying behind the obstacle at all.

Renee lay on the ground, unable to piece together the few fragments in her hands. Seeing Mikaela approach, she quickly rolled over and knelt before the Demon King.

Seeing that Renee was unharmed, Mikael relaxed his guard slightly. Since this incredibly powerful angel of death was completely unscathed, the possibility of her being attacked by the enemy was greatly reduced.

As for this shattered throne... it must have been used to slaughter several high-ranking angels and dragons, right? And there were probably some ancient beasts' remains inside, weren't there?

Although slightly disappointed, it wasn't a major concern for Mikayi. After seeing the human kingdom's throne today, he already had the idea of ​​changing his chair, and now that the skull chair was broken, it naturally allowed him to get a new one. Mikayi even planned to try out a glittering metal throne for his next one.

Renee was so frightened that her legs went weak. Facing a demon king who was devoid of emotion and had terrifying methods, it was entirely possible that he would come over and snap her neck at any moment.

Renee swallowed hard, her hand trembling as she pressed it against her chest. The Demon King's punishments were never pleasant.

That bastard Akman, she promised to finish things before the Demon King returned, and then she just disappeared. Leaving her to suffer the punishment alone!

Mikael surveyed the surroundings. The only remaining magical auras were from Renee and Akman, the leader of the eighth floor. There was no sign of any intruders.

It's practically impossible to evade his detection magic.

Unable to completely rule out the possibility of an enemy attack, and filled with doubt, Mikayi asked, "Has there ever been invaders in Hell?"

A heavy voice reached her ears, and Renee lowered her body even further. The Demon King's question carried an unyielding authority.

However, in this situation, Renee had no time to enjoy the Demon King's majesty; her mind was racing.

Deceive the Demon King and tell him there are intruders.

No, no, no, for Reni, it was both that her strength did not allow her to deceive the Demon King, and that her inner beliefs would not allow her to deceive herself.

“My king, the throne was broken by me and Akman. Please punish us.”

Mikayi's eyes narrowed slightly, a movement that startled Renee. Her head drooped so low it almost touched the ground.

Judging from Renee's trembling body, she was genuinely afraid. Mikaela was puzzled. It was just a stool; there was no need for such panic.

Was I really such an unreasonable and wicked person?

013 The Demon King and the Six-Winged Angel

“Stand up, Renee.”

The Demon King's deep voice echoed, and Renee dared not move. Before the Demon King's punishment, she was a sinner who could not even stand up.

It's almost certain now that I was a terrible person back then! How could I have scared a little girl like that!

"Your wings are about to fall to the ground." Perhaps thinking of something to make amends, Mikayi's serious expression was replaced by a smile. He squatted down next to Renee and gently lifted up Renee's black wings that were drooping and touching the ground.

For angels, wings are the most sensitive part of their bodies. If an ordinary person were to touch them carelessly, it would be a matter of life and death.

Renee shuddered, a flush creeping up her neck and cheeks. Instead of lifting her knees off the ground, she crawled back a few steps.

Her stammering voice stuck in her throat, and Renee couldn't utter a single clear syllable for a long time.

Mikayi's hand froze in mid-air.

This reaction means I'm disliked! I, the Demon King, am actually being disliked by my own subordinates!

"Don't you like it?" Mikayi asked, frowning.

"No, no, no... No... It's not... As for the Demon King, it's... no problem..." Reni held up a wing to shield herself. She was already trying her best to keep herself from losing her composure in front of the Demon King.

"Then why won't you let me touch them?" Judging from the feel of them just now, these delicate feathers are truly exquisite. How come I never noticed before that Renee's wings were so comfortable?

Mikayi's sinful claws penetrated deep into that flawless black feather, his fingertips wriggling deeper.

The Demon King is so strange today! An indescribable feeling, as if strange syllables are about to escape her throat. Renik restrained herself, wrapping herself in her wings to hide her shy expression completely.

Not receiving a prompt reply, Mikayi wasn't ashamed and stretched out his arm, gesturing for Renee to come closer.

“Come here, Renee.”

Ahhh, I'm going to die! This is definitely it! I'm going to die!