People in the Dark Fall Division just want to gain merit!

"In the final analysis, Lin Ye is the only one in the entire palace who wants to teach the Duke a lesson - I just dote on him too much~"

"What gift should I give Lin Ye..."

"Hey, isn't the best gift right before your eyes?"

The Elf Queen stretched out her hands and placed them on the shoulders of the petite prey, causing her slightly trembling body to hug her tightly.

When I got out of the bath, I didn't wipe off the water.

Now, the warm water flow directly wetted Angelina's saintly dress.

Just the right amount of moisture, it creates extremely delicate and beautiful skin, just like a soft and creamy white cake that makes people just want to take a bite.

"Your Majesty the Saint, how beautiful are you?"

"But I... tried to give it to him, but Lin Ye didn't ask for it..."

"Poke~ No matter how exquisite the gift is, it still needs corresponding exquisite packaging before it can be sent out."

While maintaining the greatest intensity of seduction, Prisim freed her right hand and opened the secret compartment under the dressing table.

For hundreds of years, this has been his treasure trove to seduce the Elf King and make him unable to work hard to govern.

"Just use it to wrap your gifts?"

"Demon, Demon Breeding Armor?! Absolutely not possible!!!"

"Ah, Saint-chan - you don't want your mother to continue to be bullied in the dungeon, right?"

The cunning elf queen forced the magic armor into the hands of the simple saint.

——Actually, it’s just two ropes with a few small pieces of pitch black leather strung on each.

She made no mention of the abysmal effect.

330? It’s just the devil’s mission

The cunning Elf Queen sent away the little idiot Saint in less than 5 minutes.

The royal bathroom was calm again.

"Ah……"

Slim stood there, and Prisim was about to laugh out loud.

But the next second, the chill that had been ignored hit her, causing her mature curves to shiver.

She couldn't help but wrap her arms around her body.

——It’s all my fault that I didn’t wipe off the water when I walked out of the bath.

Although it has basically faded away now, there is still a crystal clear water film left that is constantly evaporating.

The remaining wetness, combined with the reddish skin due to the cold, looked as delicious as strawberry mousse cake.

"It's a bit cold..."

Prisim turned around and looked at the steaming bath.

However, there was no rush to soak in.

Instead, he raised his head again and locked his interested gaze behind the crystal pillar on the other side of the bath.

"Your Majesty, there are no more girls here, do you want to continue to observe in secret?"

As soon as he entered the royal bathroom, he noticed the presence of Elf King Fran.

As Prisim's words fell to the ground——

"Ugh..."

As expected, a humiliating sound came from behind the crystal pillar.

The delicate and lovely figure walked out reluctantly.

Wearing only a strawberry red nightgown from head to toe, her skin was stimulated by the cold and turned crimson, even more than the elf queen.

The way he suppressed his trembling made him look even more endearing.

"Come here, I'll give you a nice scent."

——After all, we are already an old married couple.

Without even thinking about it, Prisim began to warmly entertain Fran.

I saw her squatting down and looking for the best bath essence on the lower shelf of daily necessities.

This position makes the delicate and beautiful muscles squeeze each other, and the feeling of oppression is suddenly reduced a lot.

The Elf King Fran finally mustered up the courage to confess.

"——Prishim, I'm pregnant."

"Oh~ Then let me change you to shower gel specially designed for pregnancy."

After hearing such outrageous news, Prisim, who was squatting in front of the daily necessities shelf, remained extremely calm.

I just put down the shower essence I just picked up, and then took out a new bottle, that's all.

In fact, this result was already what she expected.

After all, Lin Ye's record is there, even Black Dragon Queen Demon King can win the prize.

His Majesty, the Elf King, has turned into a girl physically and mentally, and it is not impossible for him to enter the soul.

But in the next second-

Elf Queen Prishim could no longer remain calm.

"I'm pregnant with triplets."

--Snapped!

As Fran's words fell to the ground, the bath essence for pregnant women in her hand also fell directly to the ground.

Natural light green slime dripped out and mixed with the water on the bathroom floor to form a small pool.

Prisim lowered his head blankly and could clearly see the reflection of his shocked face.

triplets...

This is indeed something she didn't expect...

Obviously, most elves can only have one child every few hundred years, and they can only have one child at a time.

Giving birth to twins in one breath like the Elf Duke did is already considered a miracle.

Your Majesty actually got pregnant with triplets at once, which is basically a foul...

Soon, the clever Elf Queen guessed what the other party wanted to do now that he was here.

"The priest predicted that I would have three children born from elves."

"Now these triplets are completely matched."

"Then, Queen, why don't the two you gave birth to count?"

Matafran stared closely at the queen who had been with him for hundreds of years.

Before she became a girl, other men were never allowed to enter the harem.

Therefore, the possibility of being a father can be ruled out.

Then there is only one possibility left.

Just like the little princess Alice, because they are both children of succubus, they are not the real heirs.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they take root immediately.

"——Prishim, you are not an elf at all."

Fran stared closely into her eyes, and every word she spoke at this moment was filled with the pressure of the Elf King.

The air in the royal bath became silent for three full minutes.

Then, he was interrupted by Prisim's footsteps.

Without any protection, his bare soles stepped on the still wet floor and walked straight towards the Elf King.

Every step made a crisp and sweet snapping sound, as if it had stepped on her heart.

"Now, Your Majesty, do you still remember the first time we met?"

"When we just recaptured Dawn City, if I hadn't taken action, you would have been auctioned off as a slave."

"--Fake."

Prisim closed her eyes and smiled with relief.

"Actually, it's just the Demon King's mission."

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes that should have been as pure as emeralds were replaced by a terrible pink-purple color.

He held Fran's dumbfounded cheek with his delicate hands.

Next, every word spoken was accompanied by warm, fragrant white mist.

"Let me introduce myself - I am a hybrid of elf and succubus, Prisim, one of the four most evil members of the Demon King's Army."

At exactly this moment, the water temperature in the bathtub dropped, triggering the automatic heating magic.

A new wave of mist covered her blond hair with a soft halo, exuding a dreamlike brilliance.

However, the devilish horns that only a very few succubi possess appear above their heads, filling them with a sense of danger and temptation.

In addition, although she has no wings, the tail at the end of her heart is more slender and flexible.

In front of Fran, he entangled himself unscrupulously, with a dreamlike temptation that was not worthy of the nickname "Nightmare".

"What? Does seeing your queen's true form rekindle your passion?"

"No!!!"

"Ah, depending on my memory, I almost forgot that you have become a girl~ But gender shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Prisim spread her arms.

But what greeted him was a hard push.

The Elf King Fran, who has been deceived for hundreds of years, is now so angry that her whole body is shaking.

"Get out of the Elf Palace tomorrow. I will treat you as dead. Everything ends here. Vivian and the others will not know about this."

"Ah, what if I don't get out?"

"Don't underestimate me - even if I become a girl, I will still be the Elf King!"

"Tsk tsk tsk~"

Prisim clicked her tongue.

He was full of ridicule towards the weak and weak elf in front of him.

"Your Majesty, the bathhouse today is much more lively than you imagined."

"What did you say?!"

When the Elf King noticed the footsteps behind him, it was too late.

- Paji!

Succubus Queen Kutata attacked from behind her, completing the joint attack with Prishim.

Soft and chewy succubus elf sandwich, ready in an instant.

"Long time no see, Fran-chan~ From today on, let us put you under house arrest~"

"How dare you... Once you find out that I am missing, the Royal Knights will definitely find you!!!"

"It's okay, it's okay. Anyway, we will get the Elven Sacred Artifact soon - right? Prisim."

"Of course, Your Majesty~"

Prisim, one of the Four Extremely Evil Cadres, nodded happily.

At the same time, he pressed the Elf King's face deep into his arms, depriving him of the right to breathe normally.

"It won't take long at all. This will be our palace of love?"