One month later.

In a study room in the marquisate.

White walls, brown tile floor with gold patterns, and a fragrant wooden ceiling.

Sitting in a padded armchair made of demonic mammoth leather, Mart read reports about the marquisate and the commanders who had abandoned it.

Seated across the desk from him were Balac Sevec, who was drinking a golden-colored alcoholic beverage from a crystal glass, and Teraz Sevec, Mart's father. In addition to the Sevecs, Commander Fercan Sester and the newly promoted Commander Sitan Bokar were also in the room.

Mart thought it appropriate to promote Sitan Bokar because, in addition to knowing him, he knew that Sitan Bokar was loyal and strong-willed, making him ideal to be the first demon Mart Sevec promoted to commander.

"I believe everything is in order. Now, I will announce my first decision as marquis," Mart placed the report on the desk, then said bluntly, "Prepare the marquisate's army. We will recover the marquisate's territories. Be discreet."

Everyone was surprised by Mart's decision, but Balac, who had been defeated by Mart, did not doubt his grandson's power.

"Do you have the support of the Believers of Alvat?" Balac asked with a steady gaze.

"It is part of the will of the God Alvat," Mart replied.

"Son, you know that there are powerful human commanders who still have their camps on the border, right?" Teraz Sevec explained.

"I know, Father. Our army will not be alone," Mart replied.

After they finished making preparations and suggestions, the day's meeting ended.

...

At night, Mart found himself in a sumptuous and spacious room, which was dimly lit at the time.

He was sitting in a chair, and in front of him, sitting on his lap, was Iristel. Iristel's legs were on either side of Mart's waist as Mart's huge member slid in and out of her wet and stimulating pussy.

Mart kissed the naked demon in front of him deeply. She had her reddish horns exposed, as well as her succubus tail.

At that moment, she had the "queen of pleasure" trait activated, and he had the "king of climax" trait activated.

Then he kissed Iristel's breasts, sucked her erect nipples, everything was very stimulating for both of them.

Mart's member continued to slide in and out every time Iristel moved her hips steadily and rhythmically.

When her pussy throbbed, she resisted until she felt Mart's huge member throbbing too, then they kissed as they reached climax.

"This is the fifth time tonight," Iristel said mischievously.

He knew she was trying to get pregnant now that he wasn't using the contraceptive spell.

"You're very powerful now. I wonder how powerful our child will be," said Mart, caressing Iristel's cheek and hair.

"Very, very powerful," she said, quite happy with Mart's words.

It was true, Iristel had assimilated part of her demonic partner's power, which is why her body quickly adapted to the eighth rank, unlike Mart's body, which was still unstable.

"Surely your lineage descends from true demons," Mart thought as he kissed Iristel again.

At that moment, sleeping in bed with their beautiful naked bodies were Menna and Deniris, who had also had sex with Mart almost an hour earlier.

...

During those days, Mart did not neglect the rest of his demon women. Although he had not yet touched the purity of Selis and Asfil. He promised Asfil that he would take her after the war was over.

That promise made Asfil happy. ...

A little over two weeks later.

In the human military camps on the border.

The human soldiers, composed of mages, warriors, and swordsmen, began to stir and prepare for conflict, because right on the borders with the Sevec marquisate, the demons were setting up their own military camp. ...

In a large military tent belonging to the human army.

Commander Sansen Griven, a warrior just over two meters tall, wore an elegant black and white uniform with some gold and silver accents. His face was wrinkled, and his lost left eye was marked by a deep vertical scar that stretched across part of his forehead and cheek. Sansen's hair was black and tied in braids, his build was robust, and his appearance commanded respect.

Sansen looked at his black armor in the corner. It had been repaired after he fought fiercely against Balac Sevec. Although the outcome was not decisive for either warrior, he felt dissatisfied at not being able to take the head of the demonic general he had faced in combat several times.

Every time Sansen remembered Balac, the scar on his face burned.

The deputy commanders gathered around a large wooden table had already laid out a map, and Benjamin Elevert, Benjac's military strategist, was placing tokens on the map representing the human camps and the demon camps.

The gray-haired strategist was a wizard in the fifth circle of mana. There were wrinkles on his face, but he was in charge of the military formations used by the soldiers led by the rest of the deputy commanders.

At that moment, mercenary leader Edward Liken was in that camp.

"Why do I have such bad luck? I have made a fortune, but I have lost half of my mercenaries. There will be no 'Hungry Dogs' left after this possible military dispute," thought Edward, feeling bitter.

At that moment, Commander Sansen had already informed his immediate superior, Commander Olbert Venzick, and the latter had informed the emperor and the imperial council.

...

One week later.

It was early, and a breeze blew across the plains, which were uneven in places.

It was two or three hours before noon.

The armies were in position, all awaiting orders from their leaders or commanders.

Throughout the Republic of Argaris, there was fear and anxiety among the demons. Many had lost loved ones or had been scarred for life.

But for Mart, who watched everything from the rear of his army, war was a necessary evil. He had learned this from the human history he had read about in books in his past life, and from the history between demons and humans that he had learned while researching the history of this world. The fate of demons was defeat or near extinction, and now that he had lived in this world, he could imagine that the survivors would be enslaved or turned into experimental subjects.

"That won't happen. Here, today, the course of this history will change," Mart thought as he turned his gaze to Balac Sevec.

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