After the slave owners went bankrupt, they all wanted to keep me as a mistress.

Upon hearing the sounds coming from outside the palace, the figure on the bed didn't even flinch.

The little devil swallowed a non-existent saliva, forcing himself to continue, "Reporting...reporting to Your Majesty...Lord Wrath...Lady Selena has come to visit...she says...there is extremely important news...concerning...His Majesty the Demon King..."

The last four words seemed to carry a faint magic, barely penetrating the thick inertia field surrounding Slossenia.

"Goo... Mm..."

She let out a lazy, breathy sound, which meant she had heard.

As for whether or not to leave this place and go find the Demon King?

The idea had barely sprouted when it was crushed into nothingness by the boundless weariness.

Demon King... Hmm... If it were my Demon King brother, he would surely understand Nia, since Nia was born from his original sin.

Slossenia thought to herself, but she didn't get up. Even turning over felt too much effort. She just hugged the tattered doll in her arms tighter and fell asleep again.

……

The lowest level of the First Abyss, the Court of Arrogance.

This is a place of absolute silence and extreme cold.

It is not the cold caused by ice and snow, but the absolute cold emanating from a realm that rejects all external energy and reigns supreme.

The vast space was boundless, the ground smooth as a mirror, reflecting the endlessly rotating vortex dome above, composed of pure shadows and fragments of stars. It was breathtakingly beautiful, yet chillingly cold to the bone.

In the center of this mirrored hall, a huge throne carved from a single piece of black obsidian floats, and on the throne, a figure is sleeping.

It is none other than Lucy Philo, the leader of the Seven Heavenly Kings and the Demon Lord who rules over pride!

Her figure was exceptionally voluptuous and full, and she wore a long dress that seemed to be woven from the darkness itself, with her buttocks pressing against the hem of the dress, and half of her body reclining on the throne.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, some falling onto the throne and some hanging in the air.

Even in her sleep, her face carried an ingrained, divine majesty and indifference, as if nothing in the world was worthy of her attention, and even her slumber was a gift to all living beings.

Just then, an extremely faint energy fluctuation broke the deathly silence of this absolute domain.

A demon general responsible for delivering messages finally arrived before the throne after expending a great deal of effort to traverse layers of barriers.

It didn't even dare to look up at the figure on the throne, its whole body prostrate on the cold, smooth ground, trembling like a withered leaf in the wind.

"To, the most esteemed Lady Lucy Philo..."

The demon general's voice was distorted and shrill with extreme fear, "You lowly servant... bring... news from afar... it is said... the Demon King has returned..."

It didn't finish its sentence.

On the throne, the extremely arrogant being didn't even open his eyes.

Perhaps it was just a subconscious feeling of displeasure at being disturbed, or perhaps it was because the message itself touched on a certain area.

There was no warning, and no action was taken.

The demon general's body stiffened abruptly, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand.

The next second, pure white flames burst forth from its body. Before it could even let out a scream, it instantly vaporized in the all-purifying flames, leaving not a speck of dust behind, as if it had never existed.

Beside the throne, a small, jet-black bird fluttered to the spot where the demon general had died, and with a single open beak, devoured his soul.

The area returned to absolute silence and coldness, with only an extremely arrogant female voice echoing in the space—

"The gods have already gone through the cycle of time before me. Should the slow bird fly first, or should they avoid me?"

"The Demon King has been silent for a thousand years before me. Will he avoid my sharp edge or will he refuse to meet me?"

Not far away, the little black bird tilted its head and then made a sound of agreement.

"Chirp chirp—chirp chirp!"

Chapter 51 A girl who doesn't act cloyingly sweet is, of course, an angel, not a succubus!

The next morning.

Mu Qiu slowly woke up from the bed, feeling a strange sense of comfort welling up inside her.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt like his body had become much stronger and his spirits were much higher.

"The taste of an angel is really good... By the way, is the effect of that spell really that terrible? How come I still haven't seen her angel wings and halo by the third time?"

Mu Qiu frowned slightly, feeling that something was off about what happened last night.

After all, he hadn't even touched her yet, and she was already going "Oh ho ho ho ho" all over the place.

That petite angel with white hair and red eyes never even made a "sniffle" sound, doesn't that seem a bit off?

"No, no, no, a normal angel should have a reserved and shy voice like hers, right? If she makes a 'whooping' sound, then she's not an angel!"

Mu Qiu shook his head.

How did I get swayed by Vera's way of thinking?

Thinking about it carefully, the other person's voice last night was clearly reserved and gentle, which is obviously the voice of an angel!

It's all Vera's fault! She made him subconsciously think that even a holy angel could be like that lewd elf, acting all cutesy and indecent around everyone!

"Forget it, let's leave this matter for now."

Mu Qiu temporarily stopped her wandering thoughts.

The other party looked like both an angel and a demon, making it difficult to determine her identity. However, he had no way to verify it with anyone, so he could only keep the matter to himself for the time being and assume that she was his contracted angel.

"But will the contract leave any mark on me?"

Just as Mu Qiu frowned, preparing to look in the mirror, he heard Lilith's languid voice enter his ears.

"Of course not, Hero. I am your contracted angel. If you encounter any trouble, just call my name 'Lily' in your heart, and I will appear."

Mu Qiu looked in the direction the sound came from and saw a petite girl with white hair and red eyes leaning lazily against the door, her demon wings and tail on her back having disappeared without a trace.

But he didn't see the angel wings and halo he had imagined.

Was it to conceal their identity?

Looking at the petite girl with white hair and red eyes, Mu Qiu pondered for a moment before tentatively asking her, "Is any kind of trouble acceptable?"

"Oh?"

Lilith placed her slender, jade-like finger to her lips and smiled faintly, "Is the hero facing some trouble right now?"

"There is indeed a small problem, which is a bit difficult to talk about."

"It's alright, everything she has belongs to the Hero, so please tell her."

Hearing Lilith's words, Mu Qiu finally smiled, but perhaps feeling that his idea was too bold, he didn't ask directly. Instead, he asked indirectly, "Miss Lilith, will you be coming tonight too?"

Lilith didn't react immediately, and she subconsciously replied, "Of course, I will always stay in the Demon... stay by your side."

Mu Qiu became somewhat excited: "So, can we do the same thing tonight as we did last night?"

"Tonight too?"

Lilith then realized that the Demon King was inviting her to sleep with him tonight.

"Yes."

Mu Qiu nodded heavily. There was no place in the other world where he could use his skills. Even flights couldn't take off every night. Now that a contracted angel had appeared who would help him with everything, shouldn't she take charge of this aspect?

"Miss Lily, would you be willing to share my bed and pillow tonight?"

Mu Qiu enthusiastically invited Lilith to play duo queue at night.

"This...this kind of thing shouldn't happen so frequently!"

Lilith's fair face flushed slightly, her thighs unconsciously tightened, and she looked down at her toes. Her voice grew softer and softer, and her tone became increasingly shy: "At least once every two weeks... once a week at most!"

Although she also wanted to stick close to the Demon Lord, the land hadn't even been conquered yet, so shouldn't the Demon Lord prioritize his career?

Moreover, when she used to generate electricity by herself, it was only once a month. Just thinking about having a nightlife with the Demon King once a week made her legs weak and her body feel numb.

Once a week? Are you trying to maintain your health?

Mu Qiu hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Even an eight-year-old elementary school student and an eighty-year-old man don't live as healthily as you!

"Lily, what else can you do to help me?"

"I won't be able to help you much."

Lilith gently shook her head. She was unaware of the Demon King's plans, so she was unwilling to let her thoughts influence him. Her appearance was primarily to protect the Demon King.

The Demon Lord is currently hiding her identity among humans and has not revealed any demonic aura. She cannot easily reveal her identity now, otherwise she might put the Demon Lord in a dangerous situation.

"I will only appear when you are in mortal danger or encounter difficulties that you cannot solve. This is what the goddess instructed. The contracted angel will not interfere with the hero's actions, but will only protect the hero from dying halfway."

"Now that the hero has awakened, I should return to the realm of the gods to report to the goddess."

After saying that, Lilith's figure flashed and disappeared from the room.

"She really looks like an angel..."

Mu Qiu touched his chin.

It seems that the reason I saw the demon wings and tail last night was due to the "curse" she mentioned.

Moreover, and most importantly, this white-haired, red-eyed girl looks very innocent!

Such an innocent girl, what else could she be but an angel?

She was so embarrassed by the frequency of once a week that she almost fainted!

So innocent!

So holy!

So shy!

She looks like an angelic girl!

"So, does this mean I really am a hero?"

Mu Qiu suddenly remembered the six-pointed star magic array.

Could that be the magic circle that summons the hero?

So that's how it is. He's the hero who was summoned here.

Unfortunately, gods of another world, I am not interested in saving your world, nor do I want to be your tool. I would much rather return to Earth and be a citizen of my homeland who can do whatever I want.

While being a Homelander in another world is more tempting than being a Homelander on Earth, we can't ignore the dangers, can we?

There are countless gods above him. Rather than being a dog of the gods, it is more realistic for him to return to Earth, exchange for immortality, and become a god on earth!

"Let's take a look at my profession first. I was so focused on sprinting last night that I didn't have time to look at any information about professions."

Thinking about his profession, Mu Qiu's face immediately showed a somewhat subtle expression.

If he remembers correctly, his profession wasn't slave owner, but rather... the master of slave owners, right?

Chapter 52 Who would worship such a shameless sow goddess!

"Let me see what kind of profession this 'master of slaves' is!"

With a thought, Mu Qiu opened up his career path.

[Special Profession: Master of Slavery Owners]

Current Rank: Tier 3 (Late Silver)

[When the host has invested a total of 2 gold coins in the slave, they will simultaneously possess the physique of a Black Iron-rank Dragonblood Knight and the magical power of a Black Iron-rank Arcane Mage.]

[When the host has invested a total of "10 gold coins" in the slave... Bronze Rank...]

[When the host has invested a total of 50 gold coins in the slave... Silver Rank...]

[When the host has invested a total of 500 million gold coins in the slave... Gold Rank...]