Demon glanced at the Demoness throwing herself on him. Wondering, what kind of face she'll make if she were to know who he actually was.

He smiled.

Arya, despite her Ascension rank, despite being an Inferior Greater Demon was still a beautiful woman.

Well, according to Mortal standards, her beauty could said to be above above-average. She was tall, her adult figure was curvaceous, her assets were impeccable, her face was flawless, sublime.

Her crimson eyes fluttered when gazing at him. Her silken fiery obsidian strings falling gracefully over her tender frame, covering her left eye—Like an eyepatch.

Her lips—Like a faint whisper of blood, swirled—pouting.

"Hm. It seems you did not hear that kid properly, Arya. He only said about wanting you four, of which he already got one, remaining you three! In other words, you tell me, why should I help you?

Not as if that kid demanded my maid here?" Demon voiced purposefully.

"Huuuh! You can't be serious big brother!" Arya stared with disbelief. Her crimson gems wide. "That pig clearly demanded that you hand over your gorgeous maid to him.

Did you not hear his threat or the way that pig looked at your maid? It was so obvious! You can't be that blind big brother, can you?"

She quickly argued, feeling alarmed.

Pressing her body even more on him. For some reason, she had this feeling that as long as she was with this unknown man she called big brother, she would be safe.

At least, for long enough till her real big brother came and saved her from her plight. After all, he too was a Higher Greater Demon, and a stronger one at that.

Though she doubted that Aynz o'roth would spare her just because of that. The idiot was full of himself and very arrogant after all. Meaning, he would never think that he was weaker than any other demons of his Ascension rank.

That was why Arya felt so alarmed and afraid.

As, certainly, she didn't want to become a mere instrument in some scheme against her brother. One which could be used to easily manipulate him to do there bidding. However, for some reason she wasn't able to establish a connection with him despite using every method on herself.

Though Arya was concerned but she did not think much of it. Obviously because she didn't want to panic and loose her compose now of all times for no reason whatsoever.

Therefore, she focused on the main thing at hand.

"Would you really let this weak little sister of yours become a toy of that bastard. Are you truly that heartless big brother~ "

Arya echoed. Her expression piteous, which was naturally just an act. One evoking the universal male instinct of protecting the delicate flowers at all costs.

The other 5 males, who were almost affected by her words, instantly paused their minds on hearing Aynz o'roth's words.

"How about this, you weaklings...!" He began. "Its pretty obvious that none of you have connections with an actual Nobel Demon or anyone of his level, let alone someone above.

But that isn't the case with me. I am different...

How do you think I became a Higher Greater Demon with none founding out." He smirked with a shrewd gaze with a glint full of cunning, one which no one ever anticipated to witness in his eyes.

"Of course, I won't divulge the matters of how! Nevertheless, so long as you accept to become My subordinates, My generals, than I assure you that let alone a Higher Greater Demon, you would be able to advance and become even a Greater Demon all within the next thousand years.

However, if you refuse, than death is your only fate, choose wisely."

At Aynz o'roth's proposal, all of a sudden, everyone experienced a strong tremor running through their hearts and very thoughts. Since, what he uttered was just that big.

Enough, that even the so-called spies which had been following Demon this whole while, were gobsmacked on hearing his statements.

Whereas, the Inferior Greater Demons minds churned. As they attempted to understand the meaning behind Aynz words. Yet again, there wasn't any thing much to compherend when everything was laid bare before them.

They simply had to accept Aynz's conditions and become his subordinate or the General as he called them.

But, there was still that hesitation within them. That doubt which compelled them to ponder, if what he said was even actually true or not.

Or was Aynz o'roth was just playing with them.

However, the allure of becoming a Nobel Demon! Advancing to the pinnacle of the Mortal Phase within but a mere thousand years wasn't something easy to resist. At least for them mortals it wasn't.

Therefore, all that doubt and hesitation they had also didn't take long to collapse.

Immediately, without standing on ceremony, Yonz Alz was the first of the eight to clear his stance. "If what you said is really true. And you can really make me a Nobel Demon in such a short time!

Then I—The Sword Flash, too am completely willing to subordinate myself to you, Aynz o'roth. And with that am also willing to forget all our past grievances."

Aynz o'roth had his lips spreading into an accepting smile on hearing Yonz Alz words. "Indeed, my words stands true to one hundred percent with no falsehood in the mix, that I can assure you of.

As for us setting our previous grudges aside. Naturally, with you becoming my subordinate, I'm also willing to over look all your slights against me. But that is, only if you're willing to pay the appropriate price. I heard your mother is quite a beauty.

Hm...

What do you say, Mister Sword Flash?"

Yonz Alz gritted his teeth at the pure evil concealed beneath the accepting smile of Aynz o'roth. Nonetheless, as the weaker party, he had no choice but to lower his head.

Anyways, his mother should understand that his life was far more important.

"I accept and I understand. To repent for my past sins, I'll complete your demand as soon as possible, Leader." He said. His once disdainful voice, now thoroughly subservient, yet it still quavered ever so slightly.

Anyhow, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling Yonz Alz's felt, he immediately changed the sides. Quietly with his party members moving behind his new Leader. Standing beside Nyra's party.

Whereas she stood beside his new so-called Leader. Who, with that same ever-arrogant expression and smirk, gazed towards the remaining others.

"Why haven't you 7 answered yet? What are you waiting for? Don't you know that I'm not a fan of waiting?" He scowled.

"If you don't answer me soon- No! You only have a minute, if I don't receive a response by then, then you're all good as dead." He declared. His words directed towards all the Inferior Greater Demons.

And even at Demon and Vanessa too.

"If you think that perhaps someone is coming to save you? Heh! Dream on.. " He scoffed. "Let me tell you that there aren't no more then twenty-seven Higher Greater Demons in all of Erythron. And as you can guess, none of them would want to offered another demon as strong as them without any solid reason or profit.

Certainly not, when they know nothing about him."

Soon, Aynz o'roth remembered on gazing at Arya. His eyes shone malevolent. His lips arched as he echoed. "As for that bastard brother of yours Arya, because of whom you were always so arrogant.

You must be thinking that he must be on his way here to save your sorry ass, right?" He questioned, yet instantly answering himself.

"Aww! How sad that he won't be coming to save you this time around, little fragile flower. Because I already killed him!"

Aynz o'roth laughed mockingly.

"That bastard was so injured after battling a Tier Nine monster of the First Grade in the southern mountains west to Erythron, that I didn't even brake a sweat on attacking and swiftly beheading him.

He was so thoroughly caught off guard by my sudden appearance and attack that the bastard couldn't even do anything but simply gawk at me like the fool he was. So pathetic!...

Hahahaha...!!"

At his words, all the demons trembled again. In contrast, Arya had her expression deflated, turning ashen. For a few good moment, her mind even refused to compherend or believe what she just heard.

However, it didn't take her long to come out of that state. Her hold on Demon's hands tightened while her expression went cold with her attention completely focused on Aynz o'roth.

"You can bark your bullshit all you want, you wild dog! But there is no way, I'm believing any words that comes out of that disgusting mouth of yours. You disgusting pig!"

Arya snarled. Her voice both firm with belief and quavering with fear yet also venomous with hate.

"Heh! You can think whatever you want bitch. Regardless, once the minute is up, you're done. At which point, I'll thoroughly show you and remind you where you truly belong, you whore!"

Aynz o'roth licked his lips. Ogling her curvaceous figure blatantly.

On the other hand, the other Inferior Greater Demons didn't take long to cave under the pressure of and greed coming from, Aynz's proposal.

Within mere 30 seconds all the male were on o'roth's side, whereas the Demonesses actually hesitated. They appeared to be stuck between their own egos, unsurity and the promise of strength, their subservience.

Undoubtedly, they knew that once they accepted Aynz o'roth's proposal, they would have to give themselves to him but they were clearly unwilling to do that.

Their difficult expressions clearly told such.

And just like that, without them even realizing it, the minute had already passed because of their own indecision and indecisiveness... ... ... ... ...

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