บท 56: Chapter 17: A Demon Lord's Visit [2]

In response to the sudden question, her face seemed to think it wasn't a big deal before nodding at him with a clueless but lovely face that halved his anger in seconds.

"You're not mad, are you?" Morgana asked with a slightly soft and worried voice; the movement of her eyes closing and fluttering and her lips trembling caused Lancelot's anger to vanish further.

'Whatever, Human Lord, Demon Lord, does it matter when I am both?'

"Haha, why would I be mad if even the Imp rabble calls me one? Doesn't that mean my prestige will grow? Camelot will grow."

He didn't want to upset Morgana. Or rather, not just her but all the succubi, as it seemed something they did collectively, and if this was something important to them, how could he deny them because of a slight discomfort?

"I'm glad!" Morgana clenched her fists as her entire face became brightly lit, her eyes glowing golden before she gave a secret thumbs up to the other succubi.

"Marimo."