Reincarnated as a Sheep – Path to Becoming the Strongest Demon Lord

Repositioning myself, I followed Viclam the noble to a study, I guess? On top of the table there was a pricey crystal green orb.

Viclam pointed at the green gem and dragged my hand towards it before repeating yet another incoherent phrase. As the orb reacted, it grew brighter before flashing completely forcing me to close my eyes.

“Can you understand me?”

Huh?

What?

I can understand what he says now?

“Yes?”

I replied. Wait. This no longer sounded like English. Oh, how I could enjoy my life now, if I weren’t sold to him.

“Follow me” was the last thing he said before pulling me by the leash down the stairs.

My poor neck…

Just like before, the three kids were still in the same place they were at before we even left to go upstairs, but unlike before, I could understand what they’d actually say! For better or worse.

As we walked down, he asked me for my name.

What a good question! I don’t even know my name.

“I don’t have one.”

At least in this life anyway.

He stood still for a moment, before continuing.

“From today on, you’re Alice.”

I felt a little spark of energy drill into me as he said that. Isn’t Alice a female name?...

I completely forgot…

How irritatingly average as well…

“Alice, from tomorrow, you’ll be the -”

His bland face revealed a sinister smile.

“You’ll be my children’s toy.”

Huh?

Excuse me?

“Wh-“

Without his smile faltering, he poked his head next to my ear before whispering, “If the little one hadn’t paid you any attention, you’d be doing something a lot dirtier, so I suggest you don’t talk back.”

…

I nodded.

Blank mind.

Did I hear that correctly?

Me, some rich kids’ pet?

I just couldn’t think properly. I get turned into a sheep. A female sheep. Then in a human form. Now a slave. My poor ailing heart.

Returning to the original starting position, he introduced them one by one. The youngest boy was called Emil. He had a red jacket like his bastard of a father and blond hair with dark eyes. His sister, probably the second eldest, Marie had brown hair and eyes which shone like rubies and lastly the eldest one: Lloyd. He embodied every feature of the aforementioned scum noble with his blond hair and lifeless blue eyes.

“Emil, Marie, Lloyd, this is Alice. Think of her as your pet.”