Chapter 37

I’m getting ready for the meeting with the dragon tribe, it’s been a few days since that "Incident". I noticed that some people blush when they look at me, and these people are mainly Calypso, Freya, and Kaelith.

’Damn Hydra, she told them...tsk’

There’s not much I can do, in the end, she said that no one would care that I’m in love with a human, so I decided to forgive this insolence without cutting off her head.

"Hey you pervert, hurry up and put on that dress."

"Tsk...I’m not a pervert, it’s just that you’re so arrogant that I bet you’ve never been in love before." Another problem is that now Violet keeps calling me a pervert, apparently, she was awake during my... "shenanigans" with my body.

"So what if I’ve never been in love, you masochist."

"What did you say?" I get flustered, disrupting the maids who are putting on the dress.

"That’s right, you’re a masochist. Who falls in love with the one who ’killed’ you? HE LITERALLY CUT OFF YOUR HEAD AND YOU FELL IN LOVE... if that’s not masochism, then I’m not a sword." The worst part is that she really has a logical point that I can’t refute.

"T-That’s not quite how it is... it’s in my race, Mikael is strong, so my body decided to like him. What can I do? I didn’t choose to fall in love...hehehe." The memory still excites me.

"Who’s the next one you’ll fall in love with? The one who pieces your body? Pervert masochist."

"Hum, you talk too much for someone who’s trapped in my hand for being too stupid to remember their own curse."

"!!!" She shuts up, unable to refute.

"That’s right, run away from the conversation, just like you always do when I’m winning."

"We’re done, your majesty. What do you think?" The maids step back and say they’re finished while showing a mirror.

"Isn’t this a bit... too cute?" I noticed these maids have some serious issues, they always try to dress me in a cutesy way. The first dress had so many frills and lace that I looked like a child.

"This is the most simple meeting dress we have, your majesty..."

’She’s lying... courage or stupidity?’ This is the level they’re at, they want to see me in cute clothes so much that they even lie to me.

"Haaa...okay, I’ll wear this one." My dress has a Victorian-style, in white with black and gray tones, and some embroidery at the hem. It has lace sleeves and has some cute accessories in certain places that give me a slightly childish touch.

"Violet...you bitch."

"W-WHAT DID I DO? I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!" I curse Violet for this injustice. I spent 8 hours just being used as a doll to test dresses while Violet did nothing, but she’ll see, one day I’ll get my revenge for this.

If she at least had a form other than a sword... maybe there’s a magic for that, so I’ll make her go through this nightmare of endless clothing testing.

I put a spiral hair accessory, it’s almost become a trademark. I started to like the accessories with this spiral design, they match my eyes.

"Cute... it makes you want to squeeze... it’s kind of annoying..." I look at myself in the mirror, it’s too cute for my taste. If I find the pervert who started spreading this cuteness thing about me, I’ll boil him in hot water.

"Let’s go..." This cuteness thing keeps bothering me. Shouldn’t they dress me in an intimidating way? I’m the Demon King, why do I need to look cute?

I soon arrive at the throne room where the conference will take place. After the conference, we’ll have a dinner, and then we’ll start the negotiations with the dragons.

I just hope the tribe leader isn’t an arrogant bastard. If he has a personality like Violet’s, I don’t think I’ll be able to resist killing him in front of everyone. Arrogance is already enough with Violet.

"...Mikael...hehehe, sounds good." I start imagining an arrogant Mikael. It didn’t turn out too bad. Then he grabs me and throws me on the bed with force, ripping my clothes, and it’s...

"Stop daydreaming, you pervert masochist. We’re arriving... and wipe that drool, why did I have to get such a perverted bearer?" She mutters the last part, thinking I didn’t hear.

"Tsk...you ruined the best part..." I enter the hall and walk to the throne. Elena, Thalor, Freya, Kaelith, and Calypso are here, along with a line of maids forming a corridor, probably a way to say "welcome."

"Where’s Lilith, and the others? And why don’t I have any guards here?" I expected to have, I don’t know, maybe demons in armor. I know they’d be kind of useless in case of an attack, but still...

"Lilith is sleeping. She doesn’t like this type of conference, because as a saint, she has to participate in many, so she tends to avoid this kind of negotiation."

"As for the guards, we have several... most of them are golems hidden in the floor, totaling 1,000. And we have at least 100 demons hidden in various places in this hall, using artifacts to conceal themselves imperceptibly."

"!!! Seriously, I can’t see anyone... those artifacts are really good..." I’m surprised, I can’t detect anyone.

"Yes, we bought them from a very talented alchemist. She works wonders when it comes to magical items and artifacts."

"Elena, can you feel if I hid anything in the floor?" I want to know if my sharks are perceptible.

"...No, but using a sweeping spell, I found several beings that resemble sharks hidden in the floor. There are at least 500 of them here."

’So she noticed...’

"Okay, then forget my question. I see there are a lot of guards... I already know the reason they’re hidden." I don’t need to think much about it. Logically speaking, with their status, their speed is incredible, so they don’t need to be near me or in sight to try to protect me. Leaving them hidden is the best strategy.

If someone tries to attack, they’ll have to be careful about how many enemies they’re facing, an effective strategy to protect me. I wonder if it was Elena who came up with this.

"They’ll finish entering the castle perimeter in 5 minutes, your majesty," Thalor says.

"Okay, let’s wait then..." I’m a little nervous. This is my first negotiation with someone, and it’s something I won’t easily forget. I hope everything goes well.

"Zephyra Silverleaf, listen well. If you don’t behave in the presence of the Demon King, I’ll give you a severe punishment, do you understand?"

My father says with a tone of warning, using my full name.

"Yes, father..." I respond without any interest.

’Tsk, why do I have to wear this stupid blindfold...’ I’m not allowed to take off this damn blindfold, just so I don’t use my "Unintentional" ability. I never wanted to be born with this, it’s so unfair.

I have no freedom and am deprived of my vision almost 100% of the time. And the only moment of freedom I have is to go see a damn monster who, luckily, knows how to think rationally.

"Answer properly. If you keep this bad attitude and annoy the Demon King, you’ll have problems, understand? No matter what he is, our tribe is safe thanks to the Demon King."

"Yes, yes... as if I need the protection of that abomination..." I mutter the last part as I go back to my room to get ready.

The only place I can take off this blindfold is my room, which is completely isolated from everything and a bit dark.

When I look in the mirror, all I see is a girl of 1.72 meters with long pink hair and soft red eyes, with a curvaceous body and a pretty appearance. This same image I’ve been forced to see for years.

To the point where my own appearance has become disgusting over time.

"Miss Zephyra Silverleaf, are you ready? We have to go." a maid calls.

"Yes, I’m almost ready..."

’I hope the Demon King at least finishes this quickly. I’m disgusted to have to depend on the protection of a being like him.’

I finish dressing in my white dress with a blindfold that completely covers my eyes. I’ve always found this ridiculous. I have total control over this damn ability, I would never use it by accident, so wearing a blindfold is useless.

I put on the accessories and leave the room, using mana to "see" the environment around me as I calmly walk to the carriage. For "respect" reasons, we can’t arrive at the castle by flying, but by carriage, a real inconvenience.

’Can’t even look at the landscape...’ I can’t see anything, so looking out the window is completely useless. I know my father really wants to protect me, and he likes me, but the fact is that he has coupled the love for his daughter with the usefulness of a tool.

He’s become so blind to this plan of using this ability on the Goddess of the Abyss that I’m now more like a tool than a daughter.

As if this plan would work. Even if the Goddess of the Abyss loved me, I doubt she could be manipulated. She’s an abomination as bad as the Demon King. I don’t see how she would help.

But my father insists on believing that he can manipulate her, as if he knew her, when he’s never even seen her. He simply ignores the fact that the Goddess of the Abyss is the creator of the monsters and that in the end, she must also be a hideous monster.

I just hope this Demon King isn’t as bad as the previous one. The previous Demon King was so arrogant, that blonde bitch with purple eyes. Glad she only held her position for a short time before being killed, I think she deserved it.

Luckily, the demons still maintained this protection agreement even without a Demon King, although the protection has weakened since there was no Demon King. At least in this aspect, this monster is useful.