A Demon Lord’S Obsession

Chapter 174: Hugh’s Arc Part 2

Hugh: “Hah, so your the man, who was supposed to be the fiancé of Princess Sylphy.?”

I couldn’t help but maniacally laugh at the almost childlike excuse for a king and romantic competitor.

I sighed and spoke.

Hugh: “You better hope she’s alive and not injured, cause if there’s a single scratch on her...”

My bright green eyes stared as if I was about to steal his soul.

Hugh: “Well, who cares about peace, you’re supposed kingdom will burn, and you’ll beg for death as I tear off your flesh and dissect you with my bare hands.!”

I could see the fear on his face as he tried backing away. His body trembled, looking as though about to cry. I smiled at the sight. Even though I was a half-breed, the Demon inside me enjoyed this feeling of dominating others into fearful submission. I didn’t have such a feeling before I became the Demon King. However, I eventually started to get a taste for it when fighting foes.

I took a step and heard a scared quiver in his voice. I crouched down and looked at him.

Hugh: “Now, if you speak truthfully, telling me everything that happened here and whatever else I want to know, then I’ll quickly leave this place. I’d say that’s a great deal.”

He shook his head agreeing.

I smiled as I stood, my gaze not leaving his.

Hugh: “Great, that makes things easier.”

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-Vanity Household-

dwindled to dusk, dinner was just put forth on the table.

his meal, before partaking in the

of three, he still showed a high level of refinement when eating. He seemed to take pride in this manner of acting, he

you after you left with Val, how

Sir Val enjoyed it, however, that’s a question you should

at the table looked Val’s way. Before speaking he grasped the

to it at first, but Princess Emelia

eyed Val down, though Val didn’t

funny how much you’ve changed from the

spoke with

previous Demon King had a son back then. However, it’s quite obvious now that you are of his blood. Not just your eyes, but your face as well. You’re also my son's guard, so you must have some skills in battle... We’ll have to spare some time, I’d like to see if

it with a fork. Before putting the piece

her of him, however, I don’t even remember what he looked like. As for the sparring match, I’d be delighted to have the chance to

piece he previously cut and looked at Leon. Their auras were

two. Val and his father truly were alike in many

spoke to Val who was sitting

anger or sadness about your

away as if trying

about the table completely changed. His

remember. The only real memory I have is of his voice. My mother was the

his

life growing up. At least

or anything. Mother had a hard time adjusting to a newer simpler lifestyle,

from her glass and asked

I don’t remember ever telling him about you. Except what happened after the