What if you are reborn as a demon after a funeral?.

She had him sit down next to her and reached out to touch the head of the girl in front of her, who looked like a doll compared to her current appearance: "You're not angry, surprisingly?"

"After all, you really protected me, whether it was about the Dragon King or that small fry. I wouldn't be unreasonable."

She tilted her head, closed one eye, pressed her index finger to her lips, and murmured something casually, but couldn't help saying, "But! You still lied to me after all!"

"...So what do you want?"

"You've not only gotten bigger all over, but your fighting power has also increased significantly, right? So... would a child born under these circumstances be even stronger?"

"...Who knows? But you should also consider your body type and not think about strange things."

"Indeed, who knows... I might die?"

The usually fearless and eccentric girl rarely showed such hesitation. She lowered her head, touched her lower abdomen, and gestured to indicate the distance between her stomach and belly, appearing quite distressed about the decision.

But in the end... she made up her mind to sit on Ash's lap, and with a little trepidation, she reached out to stroke his cheek and kissed him.

Then, within the church, which was protected by a fixed barrier, Ash learned through practice the limits that a girl who was a god-human half-elf could endure.

And afterwards, Antilin was forced to undergo treatment.

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Around noon, after leaving the enchanted barrier, the petite half-elf girl lay back on her bed, rubbing her stomach with lingering fear, occasionally letting out tired and frightened breaths, looking rather worn out.

Of course, at least after treatment, it only left some psychological trauma.

Ash, however, couldn't help but think of the scene after he left, because... it was as if he was just casually handling a small doll that was very easy to break.

In many ways, it makes one worry that it might be completely destroyed if not handled carefully. A sadist might really like it, but Ash felt quite tired after having to soothe it for a long time.

Although Antiline seemed quite interested in conceiving his child and giving birth to the strongest child, she still suffered from considerable trauma.

"...I have a feeling that things aren't going as expected in many ways." Ash wanted to try being alone for a while to sort out his thoughts.

However... he had barely entered the living room when Connie saw him.

Almost without any surprise, the enthusiastic, puppy-like girl rushed over almost immediately, like a puppy seeing its owner, jumping up and down to give him a big bear hug: "Uncle~~!"

"Good girl, good girl~" Ash said, catching her steadily while showing a hint of helplessness and gently stroking her head.

This made Rabindé somewhat envious, but also a little disappointed, so he gave Connie a hard slap on the buttocks: "You really have no morals!"

"Ouch~! You bastard! How could you..." Connie cried out in pain, glaring fiercely at the culprit. Then, as if remembering something, she looked up at Ash with a wronged expression: "Uncle! This guy is so mean! Please rub it for me, okay?"

"Give it a rub." Philon, who was already used to this, couldn't help but look at Connie's buttocks when he heard this. He felt that Connie seemed to be much bolder than before, even letting Ash rub his buttocks?

Seeing this, Rabindranath couldn't help but shake his head: "...Idiot."

"Uh, um, that! I just... Philon, you know what I mean!" Realizing he had inadvertently revealed something, Connie stammered a flustered explanation, but then seemed to give up and cast a trusting look at Philon.

"...I understand that you just speak without thinking and without considering the person you're talking to. But please get down first. Even though there are no outsiders here, it's still not very elegant."

Philon sighed silently. Although he was speaking to Connie, his gaze remained fixed on Ash, as if issuing a silent warning: do not make a move against your childhood friend just because he likes him.

"Yes, yes~!" Connie chuckled awkwardly, quickly getting off him and intending to sit obediently to the side.

But when his gaze swept over Rabinha, he remembered being beaten, and immediately pounced on him, engaging in a fierce fight.

Normally, one might need to offer advice or stop them, but everyone is basically used to it, and Ash just sat quietly to the side.

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From the moment Ash appeared, Zanze sat quietly to the side, holding a steaming teacup in his hands.

As Ash took his seat, she silently manipulated her hair, poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him without a word.

"Thank you~ Zanze is such a good girl~" He took the teacup and ruffled Zanze's long hair, earning a bright smile from the emotionless loli: "Ash-sama... how have you been lately?"

"Not bad? How about you?"

"The situation in the Dragon Kingdom is basically stable, and nothing happened when I came here... Everything is moving in a positive direction, I suppose." She tilted her head slightly, sounding somewhat uncertain, but then, as if remembering something, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Speaking of which, why is Her Majesty Drordron here as well?"

"Ah~ um, because she's bored, right?" Unable to say that he wanted her to act cute to alleviate Philon's suspicions, Ash could only give a vague answer.

This rather casual answer made Zanze frown slightly: "Nothing to do? Aren't you very busy right now? After all, a city has fallen... and the Prime Minister seems to be very busy as well. Is Her Majesty Derodion, as the Queen, being so capricious? To do this at a time like this..."

"--Lord Zanze! Please wait a moment!" Philon, who was trying to mediate between the cat and dog girls, froze in his tracks as if he had heard something shocking when he heard this. As he turned around, the ends of his hair fluttered in a beautiful arc.

Then, she rushed over with a startled cry and grabbed Zanze's shoulder: "What are you talking about?"

"...Her Majesty Derodion is clearly a queen, yet she's still so willful?"

"Drodile?"

"What's wrong? You mean that black-haired girl here?" Zanze blinked in confusion. "You must know her, right? She was just with Lord Ash?"

"—I had absolutely no idea! This is the first time I've ever heard of her! She's the Queen!!"

Philon gasped in shock, finally releasing Zanze and abruptly turning his gaze to Ash: "Lord Ash... do you know?"

"Lord Ash must know, because Lord Ash was with me in the Dragon Kingdom before, and he had a good relationship with Her Majesty Drordron."

Zanze unconsciously provided the answer for Ash, causing Philon's face to show deep suspicion as he stared at him intently: "What do you want to say?"

"...I won't say anything until my lawyer arrives."

"lawyer?"

"Cough... I mean, I don't think identity is important; it's just meaningless."

As they spoke, Ash silently pulled Zanze into his arms, burying his face in Zanze's light brown hair with practiced ease, only his eyes showing as he uttered muffled sounds.

This was clearly using Zanze as a shield against external pressure... Although it wasn't the first time Philon had seen this, his expression still turned extremely dangerous in an instant:

"...So you really do have some problem, which is why you deliberately concealed this information?"

"Why don't you understand? I'm worried that you'll feel pressured when you associate with Derodile! Besides, Derodile herself wants to be free, which is why I specifically brought her here!!"

"free?"

"That's right. Actually, she's been forced to act cute all along, but she doesn't want to do it at all. She's only doing it because of the country's crisis. I can't bear to see her continue to be coerced by the country and play the role of a child to satisfy the expectations of those twisted people who like younger men. I'm completely on the side of justice!"

"But he's just a child, isn't he?" Philon's bewildered question left Ash speechless for a moment.

"Ah...yes, that's how it is...probably like that, but..."

"I don't know anything about the Dragon Kingdom, but compared to those who don't know, you are no different from the kind of person you described who has a preference for younger men."

Before he could even find the right words, Philon, standing in front of him, gave him a look of disdain as he sized up the emotionless loli, Zanze, whom he was holding in his arms.

“It’s different. Zanze is legal! Besides, she’s older than you. You should respect your elders!”

Ash buried his face in Zanze's long hair, inhaling the familiar fragrance to gain the strength to resist that cold gaze and deliver his own speech of justice.

But as soon as she raised her head and met those scrutinizing eyes, with an expression devoid of any emotion, she still felt slightly morally inferior. Unconsciously, she tightened her embrace, revealing herself to be a morally bankrupt, emotionless little girl.

“Of course I have great respect for you and Lord Zanze, but…” Philen clearly saw his actions, her voice filled with barely concealed displeasure, and was extremely cold: “Isn’t the distance between you two beyond normal social distancing?”

“We are very close senior and junior brothers and sisters. It just so happens that Zanze’s parents asked me to take care of Zanze. What’s the problem?” Ash tried his best to appear calm and not show any guilt.

Philon turned to Zanze in his arms and asked expressionlessly, "...Lord Zanze, do you also think there's no problem?"

"..." Unexpectedly, he became the target of the attack at this time, which made Zanze's mouth slightly open in confusion for a moment. However, when he came back to his senses, he silently lowered his head and remained silent, adhering to his usual tactic of silence being golden.

She didn't want to get involved in this strange mess, especially given the unusual nature of their relationship.

This strategy unexpectedly worked, causing Philon to silently refocus his attention on Ash: "...Lord Ash."

"Don't look at me, silence means agreement."

"How is that possible!"

“You are the one who doesn’t know anything about Zanze. I watched her grow up, and I know everything about her.”

"Watched her grow up??" Philon raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of scrutiny: "Lord Ash, this sounds like the concern of an elder for a junior, but your current actions, no matter how you explain it, have gone beyond the scope of normal senior and junior siblings, haven't they?"

"Don't misunderstand, I'm just used to taking care of Zanze this way. In this complicated world, I just want to protect the people around me."

"Protect those around you? What about Her Majesty Draco? Did you bring her here solely for her protection? Or do you have some ulterior motive?"

"What are you talking about...? What secretive plans could I possibly have?" Ash felt a little guilty when asked.

Because not only did he have ulterior motives from the beginning, but he also unknowingly... made Derodile his woman.

How can I explain this? It's completely impossible to explain! If I did, it would cause an uproar!

He looked incredibly guilty, and just as Philon was about to press him for more information, Derodion finally appeared.

The queen, who was good at acting cute, immediately put on an innocent expression and pitifully tugged at her clothes: "Ash just feels that as a queen, I bear too much, and just wants to have some free time... Sister Philon, do you hate me?"

When Philon looked down at the pitiful, harmless little girl, she couldn't utter a single word.

There was no way around it; people are visual creatures. At least Philon didn't think such a cute little child could possibly lie. Even the two girls who had been fighting followed her over and started looking for all sorts of snacks for her.

A crisis was easily resolved by Draidelong, making Ash secretly feel that choosing Draidelong was indeed the right decision.

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The familiar girls gathered here, but surprisingly, it didn't cause too much trouble.

However, this is only because of their personalities; most of them tend to be law-abiding and have concerns in their hearts, so they try not to talk about sensitive topics and do not reveal anything.

Although Philen pulled him away under the guise of lecturing that night, he was caught off guard halfway through the interrogation and was pinned to the bed by Philen, who was somewhat jealous of his relationship with Zanze.

"Fei...Fei Lun?" Ash, who had been lost in thought, looked at the girl on his body and was momentarily stunned.

"It's all Ash-sama's fault...!"

Suddenly, he pushed her down. The girl murmured, and he shut up the words she was about to say, causing his hand to unconsciously reach for that too conspicuous sin.

Then, this overly well-developed girl showed him the sight of her long purple hair flying all over her body.

And after this ambiguous night, he finally satisfied Philon and made her sleep contentedly in the dead of night...

Just as Ash came out to have some peace and quiet, he bumped into Zanze, who was standing alone in the courtyard, lost in thought.

"What's wrong, Zanze? You're all alone so late at night... A cute kid like you could be in big trouble if you run into bad guys." He walked up to her with a smile, teasing her.

When Zanze turned around upon hearing this, he revealed a smile tinged with helplessness: "Actually, aren't we encountering some strange people right now?"

"No way! I'm absolutely right!" Ash said, while unconsciously pulling her into his arms.

Zanze offered no real resistance, only raising his head with a slight blush: "...Is this something an upright person would do?"