Leaving the venue, Lynn made his way deep into the Demon Emperor Palace.

Due to his peculiar preferences, Ilya had previously initiated a major overhaul of the entire Demon Emperor Palace.

All male guards and attendants were removed, even eunuch demons were not kept; they were all replaced with witches, with a strict requirement imposed on all witches: they must be virgins.

This was because they couldn’t be sure if Lynn might whimsically favor a maid, and poor arrangements could spoil his mood.

This particular requirement wasn’t very friendly towards the Lust Demon Kingdom, as every demon kingdom had their own agents placed within various positions in the Demon Emperor Palace, except for the Lust Demon Kingdom.

However, thinking carefully, it wasn’t a big issue. Although they couldn’t infiltrate the maids, in the current harem of the Demon Lord, only the seven witches of Lust Demon Kingdom were privileged to sleep with him, dominating internally instead.

Lynn was unaware of these considerate arrangements by the Seven Great Demon Kings, as he had no interest in the female guards or maids of the Demon Emperor Palace; those who could truly stir his desires were waiting for him in the harem.

Strolling leisurely, Lynn arrived at the Demon Emperor’s Bedroom, and upon pushing the door open, he immediately saw the seven Joyful Witches obediently sitting by the bed.

They were indeed very well-behaved, although they were all charming beauties, they sat quietly like model students, without making a fuss.

"Demon Emperor, you’re back." ×7.

Upon seeing Lynn enter, the Joyful Witches, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly stood up and bowed. Their sensible demeanor was quite to Lynn’s liking, wishing Ilya and the others were as obedient as they were.

Unfortunately, they are dignified Demon Kings, with deep demon natures, heavily influenced by their own demon intents, wanting to learn to be well-behaved might not be so easy.

"Hmm, there shouldn’t be anything today, but it’s still early, not quite suitable for rest yet."

During this enthronement ceremony, Lynn only had to maintain appearances, leaving all the trivial matters to the seven demon kings, focusing solely on his part, and not getting involved in other aspects.

Just like Ilya had said before, he just needed to indulge in luxury and excess, at most, spend some time slaying a few demons—specific affairs didn’t require his attention.

"Then... should we dance for you, Demon Emperor?"

Although day indulgence was completely normal for them as enchanting demons, since the Demon Emperor had no such intent, they couldn’t ask for it outright.

However, sitting idly waiting for nightfall seemed too silly. It was better to take advantage of the opportunity to showcase their talent to the Demon Emperor, perhaps winning his favor.

"Dance? I suppose I can have a look, go ahead."

Upon hearing the suggestion from the modest witch, Lynn’s interest was piqued.

To be honest, Lynn didn’t have much of an eye for the art of dance; the most he’d watched were the two-dimensional otaku dances.

But even then, he wasn’t watching for the dance but for the pretty girls. If the thumbnail didn’t feature fair-skinned, beautiful leggy girls, he wouldn’t even click on it.

Witnessing a dance live like this was a first for him.

Of course, if he didn’t approve of the Joyful Witches’ figures and appearances, he wouldn’t be interested in watching them dance.

"Please wait a moment, we’ll change our clothes."

The lead modest witch noticed the Demon Emperor’s enthusiasm and promptly smiled and agreed.

However, they had arrived in mismatched outfits, and to perform a group dance, they needed a change in attire.

Fortunately, the Demon Emperor’s Bedroom was spacious, the bed alone could accommodate over a dozen Abyssal Demons, and it had a private dressing room.

But even without one, it’s not a problem, they weren’t afraid of the Demon Emperor seeing them; no matter how neatly dressed they were now, come dusk, the clothes would come off piece by piece.

Since they only needed to change clothes and not apply makeup, Lynn didn’t wait long—within just over ten minutes, the Joyful Witches dressed in coordinated dancer outfits reappeared one after another.

The moment they appeared, Lynn’s eyes lit up. They truly lived up to the name of enchanting demons—each figure like that of a devil’s temptress, full-bodied, generous, truly daring to bare.

The fabric they wore barely amounted to enough to make a vest for Lynn—a truly frugal innovation for the Demon Kingdom.

If not for his quite remarkable willpower, Lynn might have already lost his composure by now; whether it’s daytime or with the sky falling, nothing could have stopped him.

"Dance!"

At that moment, the modest witch called out delicately, and the remaining six Joyful Witches began to dance in perfect synchronicity.

Honestly, having no artistic ability means exactly that—none; Lynn couldn’t discern the artistry in their dance; he only saw the final result...

The mesmerizing figures, the intoxicating, faint fragrances, all emitting seductive signals.

The fair-skinned, beautiful leggy ladies of the past—he could watch their entire dance through the screen; but facing the mesmerizing dance of the seven enchanting demons before him, Lynn was urged to fast-forward.

No, it wasn’t just an urge—it was action.

"You five continue dancing to liven the mood; the two of you, come with me."

Lynn casually pointed at two Joyful Witches, and instructed the remaining five to continue with their music and dance.

Grateful to be chosen, the Generous Witch and the Chaste Witch paused momentarily, then quietly followed the rising Demon Emperor towards the grand bed.

Afterwards, the five Joyful Witches, still dancing for the mood, watched their two sisters serve the Demon Emperor...

Hold on... Why is the Demon Emperor washing his face at this moment?

Whether selected or dancing, moments later, all witches stood in a daze, because before their eyes, the fierce, terrifying Demon Emperor washed his face and completely changed his appearance.

Were it not for his ominous pressure, which could suffocate demons, and the unchanging demon aura, they might have thought a false Demon Emperor had arrived.

"Remember, this is my real face. I... find it awkward using the face of another demon to be intimate with our witches, even if it’s a fictional appearance."

With makeup removed, Lynn looked visibly relaxed; if not for the Generous Witch’s flushed face nearing his, he’d almost forgotten he was wearing a different face.

He didn’t mind disguising himself as something else when necessary, but during intimacy, he needed to be his true self.

Maybe that would seem inexplicably awkward to some, but that’s just how he was; who dared to say a "no"?