The Way of a Demon Lord

Chapter 151: The Witch (4) *

Finally, I was able to do the mass release. Sorry again, everyone, for the delay. Hopefully, I will be able to deliver my promises in due time. Stay tuned! Enjoy!

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In the princess’s lavish room, two young servants were waiting, walking to and fro in the room.

The taller one suddenly stopped in his tracks. “This arrangement- it’s too good to be true, right?”

The shorter one stopped as well and looked towards his comrade. “I know. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Just one look at her could make men like us go crazy. And just the thought of…” He paused and gulped. The tent on his pants grew taller. “Deflowering her sends me to heaven.”

The taller one scowled. “What do you mean deflower? I will be the one to take her virginity.”

“You?! I am the senior one here.”

“You know what? Why don’t we leave the decision to her highness? We will be fucking her anyway.”

“Fair enough.”

*Click*

The doorknob moved, prompting both of the youth’s to stand erect- showing off their best image possible.

The door abruptly opened. The young girl they were expecting was nowhere to be seen. The only one behind that door was a silver haired old man with reddish silver eyes. Fires of rage were burning in them.

“You mere servants dare to lay your filthy hands on my grand daughter?!” The old man bellowed, scaring the soul out of the poor servants.

Before they could even separate their lips, their heads separated from their bodies. A fountain of blood gushed out from their now empty necks. The poor guys did not even have the opportunity to retort. It was already too late.

The old man was one of the fastest men in all of Ervilia. Killing two non-circlers was just too easy. But the fire in his eyes had yet to quench down. Those bastards did not deserve an intact body. 

He was just about to do something when he sensed the arrival of Emilia. He stopped in his track and turned to his lovely and cute granddaughter. Suddenly he thought of something and jumped out of the room, closing the door behind.

“Sweety.” He smiled. “I have taken care of the bad boys. They will never harass you anymore.”

“Grandpa.” She looked at him emotionlessly. “I am not a child anymore.”

Her indifferent eyes made him gulp. “Ye… yes. My Emilia has grown up.” He awkwardly laughed. “Why don’t we go somewhere else now? Your room is dirty. I will have the servants clean it up. For now, come to mine.”

“You killed both of them?” She asked.

He remained silent for a few seconds before heaving out a sigh. “Yes. I can’t just let those scum live, can I?”

“Tsk.” The sound raged like thunder in his ears. “You let them off too easy.” She said before turning around and leaving.

The old man stood on his spot, speechless. Seconds later, he shook his head and sighed. “She has changed.” He looked at the direction where she went. “Maybe it’s for the best.” He left the scene as well.

Three more months passed. 

Her life remained the same, just like how it was during her coma. Only two maids came to do their chores. Her little sister was a daily visitor. But same as before, she only listened and barely uttered any words. Strangely enough, Emma was accustomed to this and she loved chattering. And none was a better listener in this house other than her elder sister.

One night, Emilia was nonchalantly walking through the hallways.

Just when she walking past a door-

*Ah…*

A weird sound entered her ears, causing her to squint and come to a halt. She looked at the door. It was mildly open. She peaked her ears and took it closer to the wooden door.

*Mmh..*

It was not her hallucinations; strange sounds were indeed coming out from the room. She knitted her brows further. What was happening?

She peeked through the slight opening, but she found nothing. One of her soft hands gently pushed the door, just until the opening was large enough for her to sneak in.

She creeped into the room and looked around. The instant she spotted human figures, she took cover behind a dusty, cloth covered piece of furniture.

She peeked out. The scene that was happening before her almost made her gasp.

A young woman was sitting on a white cloth covered old sofa. She was completely naked. Another young lady was on her knees, between the separated legs of the first one. Her mouth was touching the sitting woman’s secret spot. One of her hands was on the first girl’s thigh while the other hand was fondling the sitting girl’s naked breast.

Maid outfits were down on the dusty ground.

“Aaah… mmh…” The strange sounds were coming from the sitting woman’s mouth. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks were red. One of her hands was on the the other woman’s head while her other hand was playing with her unoccupied nipple. “Yes… mmh… lick me.”

Emilia’s throat ran dry. She felt a tingling feeling on her secret spot. This can be done too?

She looked down for a moment. One of her hands reached down to her private place and touched it over her panties. She felt something wet.

She wanted to gulp, but refrained from doing so. She looked back at the weird but strangely exciting scene.

The kneeling lady stood up. She went to the sitting girl’s left side and bent her back forward. Both of their lips locked themselves in a kiss. 

Wasn’t a kiss done only between a boy and a girl? Emilia frowned but continued watching.

The standing girl’s right hand sneaked into the other woman’s crotch. The sitting lady also inserted her fingers into the standing one’s vagina.

Emilia began to subconsciously rub her pussy over her panties.

She wanted to try it. A smile appeared on her face. And she knew who her partner would be.