After conquering the world

"

Your Majesty...Your Majesty...You should wake up."

When I opened my eyes, sunlight had already pierced through the reed blinds of the window,
slicing through the window like a holy sword, casting its rays onto the carpet spread on the floor. Last night's unrestrained celebration and
endless revelry after drinking had almost drained me of my strength. Dozens of women took turns, lasciviously wagging their
tails and begging for pleasure before me. Even as one of the world's top experts, I still felt somewhat lacking in stamina to handle them.
As a result, my demonic body, which never needs sleep, was overdrawn by dawn, and I unconsciously drifted off to sleep.

It must be ten o'clock in the morning now.

"Hmm...Let me catch my breath."

Humans seem to have a problem with 'morning grumpiness'. As a demon, I don't have the bad habit of getting angry for no reason,
but the current situation really doesn't allow me to get up immediately—the female knight Richelieu is lying on my left chest,
snoring steadily, occasionally letting out "Your Majesty...please shoot inside...I want to be pregnant by you too..."—
continuing the sleep-talking I used to do when I passed out last night. My right side is occupied by the succubus Albedo,
her breathing steady, her face rosy and satisfied. It seems the pampering I gave her last night, filling her with my semen, has made this slut
quite pleased, not even showing any jealousy about sharing my body with another woman. My upper body is held down by two women
, and the situation down below isn't much better. The goddess Belldandy seems to have fallen asleep while giving me oral sex and cleaning up;
the huge penis around her mouth trembles from morning erection, splattering the still-wet semen onto her face
, making her once exquisitely beautiful face filthy, completely obscuring
the pure image a goddess should have. The twin sex slaves, Raste and Sloth, each held one of my smelly feet and pressed it against their breasts,
warming my soles even in their sleep. Perhaps these two bitches couldn't
compare to my other concubines in looks and figure, but in terms of obedience and submissiveness, their strong servility seemed to
surpass even the women who occasionally vied for favor.

The other women were in similar situations—I struggled to get out of bed amidst this mountain of flesh every day, only
last night I was a bit more wanton. The reason…

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, from today onwards, you are free. You can do whatever you wish."

Even the Demon King isn't invincible. With great power comes great responsibility, and the more one can do, the busier one becomes.
However, yesterday at noon, I finally defeated my last enemy, the 'Beast God General' Akafil, in battle
. Now, enemies whose names I can recall have been either eliminated or conquered. Most of the enemy
women have been reasoned with and appealed to with emotion, significantly expanding my harem. As for those stubborn and unyielding, clinging to their 'love
' and refusing to submit to me, I've restrained their power and imprisoned them in the cold palace. I provide them with the bare minimum
for survival and leave them to their fate. If I feel like having some fun one day, I'll sneak into their
boudoirs and gradually subdue them through the pain of rape, making them realize they belong to me.

Just as the maid Mikami Yua, who arrived early, said, I, Agrani Doug, the 164th
Demon King, the ultimate Abyss Lord, finally gained professional freedom and liberation yesterday, able to
relinquish the heavy burden of being the ruler of the demon world.

As king, I must guide my people, leading the entire nation towards a brighter future—
perhaps not doing everything myself, but always grasping the overall direction, not being a so-called hands-off ruler who
dumps everything on his subordinates. Demons have long lifespans, and even the most loyal servants will
lose their obedience under the gradual expansion of power and the ravages of time, forgetting the king's favor and terror. Before I ascended the throne, about
a third of the demon kings died in internal strife, for all sorts of reasons: rebellions by powerful ministers, power grabs by offspring, usurpations by the harem
—yes, historically, there were a few demon kings who were killed by women. They spent their days eating, drinking, and having
fun, turning their bodies, once honed during battles, into bloated, unattractive figures, resembling the most repulsive "deadbeat" humans. The demon
queen and her concubines, enduring disgust and aversion, would mate with them a few times before finally succumbing to their revulsion and poisoning them,
then installing a young and capable demon in their place.

Even though the demon realm is a different environment from modern society, the women are still the same—demonic girls are
ruthless; if she no longer loves you, she's capable of anything. Fortunately, it seems my big cock
can still satisfy these sluts in bed, and I even have the energy to go out and have affairs. What if one day I get old and
weak…

"Your Majesty… what are you thinking about? You seem to have something on your mind…"

Unable to get up because of a woman's body, Yua Mikami was chatting with me near the bed, keeping me from feeling
too lonely. There are some rules in my palace—for example, as the ruler of the demon realm and
conqueror of all worlds, the Demon King possesses absolute dictatorial and ruling power, and his harem can naturally expand at will; as long as he can afford it, he can have
any woman, regardless of race, as he pleases. But there's one rule forbidden in this harem: 'Ordinary humans
in the Demon King's palace are only food and toys, not allowed human rights.' This was likely
a governing policy established by the successor of a previous Demon King. His predecessor seemed to be a romantic, having casually captured a
pure-blooded human female slave and developed a noble love for her, abandoning everything he once possessed
to reincarnate with her in the human world, experiencing life's cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death…

"It's alright… help me up, be careful not to wake them."

This woman, Mikami Yua, was someone I
brought from a country called 'Japan' after conquering a world in another dimension. That country seems to be one of the most contradictory in human nature—for example, outside
they are polite and courteous, upholding morality and obeying the law, but once they return home and lock the door,
they are capable of the most despicable and shameless acts. Take, for example, the young woman Yua Mikami. Her previous profession
was 'AV actress,' a job where she filmed human mating processes and sold
the footage for public viewing. It's interesting—even though the people in this world deeply abhor prostitution,
they developed this kind of substitute, allowing single men and women to satisfy their needs when they're in heat. It's hard to determine
their true attitude towards the concept of 'sex.' I traveled to that country to investigate.
Later, I realized that 'AV' was a culture absent in the Demon Realm, and it would be an interesting accompaniment to sex in the harem.
So, I captured many AV actresses from that country and kept them in the harem, both for
my own gratification and to learn more about this kind of thing. That way, in the future, my concubines and I could record our lovemaking with video cameras
and keep it as a souvenir.

"Your Majesty, please slow down..."

Mikami Yua carefully untangled my concubines and helped me up.
Initially, my ministers probably thought of keeping these thousands of human women as food reserves, to be physically
consumed at certain times. But as I later incorporated these human women into my bedchamber maid system,
some began to voice their opposition, using the Demon King's past actions to remind me not to
repeat the same mistake. I think their worries are somewhat unnecessary. The problem isn't about human women versus women of other races,
but about the men—why would you abandon a vast forest and insist on clinging to a crooked tree? Isn't that
a sign of a flawed mindset? And to directly shift the blame onto a human girl is a bit shameless, isn't it
?

I find my ministers' views despicable—demons have no moral constraints;
they steal what they want, kill those they dislike, and even rape women they like if they don't submit, but shirking responsibility is
absolutely unacceptable. Deceiving others is fine, but deceiving oneself is a sign of cowardice.

That Demon King was corrupted by human women; is it so hard to admit it?

Demons aren't necessarily stronger than humans.

"Your Majesty, would you like some water first, or would you like to take a bath?"

After helping me escape from the group of women, Mikami Yua first wiped my body with a damp towel. Last
night I had a blast, and my body is covered in dried semen and saliva, which doesn't smell very good. Normally, if my
female slaves were to handle this, they would first moisten my body with their tongues, then bathe me, and finally
dry me off with a towel after I've had my fill of playing with them. But this is usually a nighttime routine before bed.
There are many things to do in the morning, and even a demon king can't waste time on play. In fact, precisely because I'm the ruler, I
can't afford to be lazy.

"Prepare morning tea and a summary of last night's political discussions. I'll just look at them here."

After drying me off, Yua Mikami draped a velvet robe over me, and I sat
down on the sofa. A well-behaved maid opened the bedroom door to let in a food cart, laid out breakfast and fruit on the coffee table,
and then stood behind me awaiting further orders and instructions.

"Hmm... Anri Okita and Julia Kyoka, come here."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

I didn't give a specific order, but the two already knew what they were about to do—these two
actresses had very good figures, no less impressive than the demon girls. After my call, they gradually removed
their maid outfits, sitting beside me only in their black and white bikinis. I pulled them into my
arms and began to fondle and knead their round, full breasts.

"Yua, you read this. Tina Yuzuki, come and suck my cock."

There were at least 50 women in the room at this time. Even after deducting the concubines who were still asleep from exhaustion after my actions last night
, the 20-odd maids were still a considerable number. And to be chosen by me to serve me
was an honor. Anri Okita and Julia Kyoka, both women with wonderfully soft breasts, sat beside me
feeding me. Since I was no longer able to read the political summaries, Yua Mikami
read them to me, allowing me to enjoy the pleasures of women's bodies while eating breakfast, and incidentally learn
what had happened in the country last night.

As for why Yuzuki Tina, with her sexy big mouth, was sucking my penis…

“Oh… it’s coming… I drank quite a bit last night, and today… it’s a bit too much…”

Yes, Yuzuki Tina’s role was my 'toilet'—most humans urinate in the toilet in the morning
, right? Although I could do that, going to the toilet was a waste of time, so it
was more convenient to urinate in a woman’s mouth, and… this girl didn’t seem to mind me using my smelly urine to
cleanse her stomach.

"Glug...glug...glug..."

Yuzuki Tina's mouth wasn't small; it had reached the maximum in terms of the balanced beauty of her facial features.
She was the kind of woman who could swallow my entire penis without being torn apart. I freely ejaculated my morning urine into her throat,
expelling all the fatigue and accumulated waste from last night. My spirits lifted, and it seemed that only now was I truly awake.
All my previous actions were like sleepwalking, subconscious movements of my body.

"Well then, Your Majesty, I shall begin reading. Nothing major happened in the Empire last night. The lords of the Karan Trade
returned safely. Lord Silver Grey brought the Empire an order for goods worth fifty tons of gold, with an estimated profit of
about ten tons. The Alpha Squad raided Earth in the apocalyptic plane, helping the human resistance there
establish a front for the restoration of civilization. It is estimated that in about 20 years, they will be able to continuously generate profits for the Empire.
And Lord Demiurge, he...uh..."

Mikami Yua suddenly stopped halfway through her sentence, her face hesitant, unsure whether to continue. I know
this usually means the news coming down isn't very pleasant, and they're giving me
time to process and suppress my emotions—a common tactic used by servants when reporting to their masters. But right now, I'm in a good mood. The breasts in my hands are feeling great
, the woman beneath me, after drinking my urine, is now actively performing oral sex, and
the foie gras and tofu served to my lips taste delicious. Most importantly, on this wonderful day of liberation,
I have absolutely no reason to be angry.

Since that's the case, even if Demiurge messes things up, I won't care too much.

"Tell me, what happened to Demiurge? Is the Shadow Council's conquest not going well?"

"Lord Demiurge… without your permission, he killed
Gul'dan, the leader of the Shadow Council, and took Sargeras's Staff for himself."

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