Even the Demon King is worrying about another world today.

Renee could see the outstretched arm through the gap in her eyes, and she almost didn't dare to hesitate as she moved closer to it.

A cool sensation came from between the wings. The Demon King's cool fingertips touched the base of the feathers, and a tingling sensation spread across his scalp like tiny electric currents.

As the tingling sensation threatened to engulf her entire body, Renee's last vestiges of reason roused her. She almost pleaded as she forced out the words, "M-Lord Mikai..."

The shameless demon king, Mikayi Garan, finally stopped what he was doing after being pleaded with by a childish voice.

In his memory, this seemed to be the first time Reni had called him by his real name? Before, he was always called Demon King, King of Hell, or King. Being addressed like that all the time, the sudden change to his real name gave Mikayi a strange sense of novelty.

"Call me that from now on, understand?" Mikayi pulled her hand away, her fingertips still savoring the delicate and smooth touch.

Renee was practically slumped to the ground, and she nodded blankly.

The Demon King's performance today had left her reeling; she hadn't quite processed it yet. She was completely blank.

"Come with me to a place tomorrow." With a wave of his arm, the Demon King's throne, now split in two, vanished into ashes.

Next, I need to seriously think about what kind of throne to build. Speaking of which, I should probably build a few beds too. I can't believe my past self ever liked this kind of quirky decor.

-

After a whole night of fiddling around, Mikayi still hadn't figured out what kind of throne he wanted for himself. Always oblivious to the passage of time, he only briefly extended his consciousness out of Hell before realizing it was already dawn!

Why not just seize the emperor's throne and bring it back...?

This idea was dismissed by Mikayi as soon as it surfaced.

Please, stop having villainous thoughts all the time!

The chair that was about to be completed was scattered by Mikayi. Looking around, he couldn't see any familiar figures.

Huh? Is it asleep?

The little angel that Mikayi was looking for was right at his feet, but because it was too small, he couldn't see it at first glance.

Renee curled up on the ground, her six tiny wings wrapped around her like a dumpling, her long silver hair draped over her sides, her long eyelashes drooping, and her tender face peacefully sleeping.

Speaking of which, does this guy need to sleep normally?

The Demon King, who never needs sleep, crouched down. Rene's soft, plump cheeks were incredibly attractive to Mikayi.

When facing his subordinates, Demon King Mikayi never held back.

Following his heart's lead, his sinful index finger poked that childlike face.

stamp--

It feels like touching a bouncy milk pudding, and you might even feel an urge to take a bite.

Not only are Renee's feathers a treasure, but her cheeks are also a real gem!

Wait a minute, am I a lolicon?!

Mikayi began to re-examine his own quirks.

A murmur escaped her lips, and her eyes slowly opened. Before her eyes was the enlarged face of the Demon King. Renee cried out in alarm, scrambling to her feet to bow to the revered Demon King.

Just as her knees were about to hit the ground, a hand grabbed the back of her neck, and the six-winged creature struggled a few times. Renee felt like she was being twisted like a chick.

But if that person is the Demon King, then he can twist himself however he wants.

"From now on, you don't need to kneel when you see me." After successfully preventing Renee from kneeling, Mikayi wondered what kind of demon king he had been, perhaps he had been too strict.

“Your Majesty…” Renee’s eyes were bright and sparkling. The supreme Demon King had actually touched her so many times in just two days! You must know that the Demon King had only ever spoken two or three words to her in tens of thousands of years.

"Mikai, right?"

"Eh?"

"Didn't we agree yesterday that you would call me that?"

"But, however..."

"No buts. Don't let anything slip in front of the humans I'm going to see right now." Mikayi swung his arm, and whether it was his superior arm strength or Renee's naturally light weight, he lifted Renee with sheer strength without any effort.

"Hmm, hmm..." Renee could look directly at the Demon King, and the Demon King's blood-red eyes made her blush and feel excited.

While that stinky woman Akman is away, I need to spend more time with the Demon King!

"Speaking of which, where is Akman?"

The Demon King's sudden question startled Renee.

Akman was undoubtedly still carrying out their 'plan' and couldn't tell the Demon King the situation yet. Reni, on the other hand, was troubled by the fact that she dared not lie to the Demon King.

Mikael had only asked casually, and seeing that Renee didn't respond for a while, he didn't press further. The sun was already high in the sky, and he still had to rush to Ais's capital city to fulfill the promise he had made to Ariel yesterday.

"Let's go, Renee."

The teleportation magic beneath their feet was activated silently, and the rotating magic circle enveloped Mikael and Reni.

014 The Phoenix's Lament

Inside the royal city of Ais, the highest priests directly under the royal family were exhausted to the point of collapse. The healing magic in their staffs, which had been burning all night, now only emitted a faint green glow.

Princess Ariel, who was standing beside them, hadn't slept a wink all night, and no one dared to suggest taking a break under these circumstances.

After a night of treatment, Zera's wound had completely scabbed over, but there was still a slight infection at the incision site.

The sunlight streaming into the room shifted with the passage of time. Ariel gazed out the window, her eyes unfocused.

Mr. Mikayi...

As if in response to her prayer, the man who appeared on the windowsill blocked out most of the light in the room.

“Mikai!” Ariel stood up abruptly, so excited that she even forgot to use honorifics.

Mikayi smiled and landed on his feet.

At the same time, Ariel saw the figure appear behind Mikael.

Is this young girl the 'friend' Mr. Michael mentioned? Ariel was completely bewildered.

Shouldn't terms like "friend" be used when people are around the same age? This girl is only about six or seven years old...?

Renee's cheeks were puffed out. If the Demon Lord hadn't repeatedly emphasized it, she would have cut this woman who called the Demon Lord by his name in two with a single sword stroke.

How rude! How dare a mere human address Lord Mikayi by his name!

Renee remained silent despite her complaints, obediently following behind Mikael.

"Rene, heal this mage."

The Demon King's voice floated lightly from in front of her, and Renee tilted her head.

You must have misheard! The Demon King brought her down to heal humans?!

Renee's eyes widened in disbelief. She'd never encountered anything like this before—they were actually going to treat humans!

"Rene." The Demon King's command was absolute, and Mikael's voice pulled Rene back from her daze. "Do as I say."

The man lying on the white bed had beads of sweat on his forehead and pale lips, and looked to be in great pain.

Renee pursed her lips, her small palms opening to emit a strong red light. Everyone present was filled with doubt; in their understanding, shouldn't healing magic always be green?

That deep, dark red color was highly suspicious; it seemed less like a healing spell and more like some kind of evil.

The curse magic.

All eyes were fixed on Zera, including Mikael's. Mikael knew that angels possessed extremely high levels of healing magic, but he had never witnessed what Renee's healing magic was like.

As everyone anticipated the effects of this strange magic, a childish voice, still developing, entered their ears: "Your Majesty... no. Mikai, may I ask how much treatment is needed?"

When she uttered the three syllables 'Mikai,' Renee's voice trembled with a restlessness. Of course, no one noticed this detail under the circumstances.

The group, full of anticipation, stumbled and nearly fell onto the bed.

Mikael took a deep breath. It was his fault. He had focused all his attention on suppressing Renee's murderous intent when he left home, and hadn't mentioned anything about healing humans.

"It would be best if we could restore them to the condition of a healthy adult, especially their legs."

Renee made a rough estimate and replied, "Regenerating my legs is no problem, but it will consume a lot of my life force. Do you still want to proceed?"

Mikael glanced at Ariel. Ariel clutched the hem of her skirt. Consuming life force would at most shorten her lifespan by a few years, but given her current unbearable condition, seeking treatment was undoubtedly the best decision.

Seeing Ariel nod firmly, Mikael said to Rene, "Execute."

The Demon Lord's breath hit her face, and Renee's cheeks flushed instantly. Fortunately, the intense red light emanating from his palm completely obscured her face.

<Black Magic: The Phoenix's Lament>

Their vision was completely enveloped by the red light, and an unprecedented cry echoed in everyone's minds. The ancient and melancholic sound struck their souls, giving them an urge to kneel down in worship.

This was the magic of an ancient divine beast that had long since become extinct on the continent of Garan, later learned by the angel race. As the ruler of Garan, Mikayi naturally didn't feel much of it; to him it was nothing more than a sparrow chirping in front of him.

As the red light faded, everyone opened their eyes to see a pair of surprised pupils looking around.

"I..." Zera sat up in bed as if he had risen from the dead, looked at his hands, and then at his unharmed legs. His memory of the previous second was still that of being hit by the boulder, the sound of bones shattering echoing in his head, the intense pain causing him to lose consciousness in an instant.

The priests were all dumbfounded; the foreign magician's strength exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Your Highness Ariel!" Seeing the person she cared about most immediately, Zera got out of bed.

Just as Zera was about to kneel, a pair of gentle hands stopped her: "Zera, is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Zera shook his head frantically, and to show he was alright, he even moved his legs. He sensed that his legs were more flexible than before.

"Thank you, Your Highness. This life I have been given is still yours." Even though she was being held down, Zera stubbornly put her knees on the ground.

Ariel breathed a long sigh of relief; the anxiety that had gripped her all day could finally be put to rest. To heal to this extent with just a single spell—the strength of these foreigners was clearly not to be underestimated.

“Mr. Mikael, I don’t know how to thank you enough. And to this friend of Mikael's, thank you so much.” Ariel lifted her long dress, bowed slightly, and performed the highest level of courtesy that royalty could offer.

Reni gave a dismissive snort as the human princess bowed. Her attention remained fixed solely on Lord Mikayi.

Mikael placed his palm on Reni's head, restricting her movements as much as possible to prevent the angel of death from doing anything strange.

Rene was startled by the hand and flinched, but after a moment of adjustment, she quietly rubbed against the large hand.

The Demon Lord, it really is Rene's!

Secretly chuckling to herself, Renee tiptoed closer to the Demon King.

"In exchange, I have many questions to ask, is that alright, Princess Ariel?" Mikael asked Ariel, completely ignoring Rene's subtle movements.

“Mr. Mikayi, please feel free to ask for anything that is within my power.”

Mikayi recited a prepared statement: "Actually, we come from a small, distant country and know very little about the world. The chieftain ordered us to come out and gather intelligence."