The King of Fairies is now a Demon Lord - Chapter 181: Sueur de Beau-père

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“Lights!”

*STHU!*

“Camera!”

*SHTU!*

“Are we showing ads in between of the stream?”

“Uh, yes sir. Since we have been heavily sponsored by the crown and the company Nikola(Aria’s company)… we are showing their products.”

“Very good, now…. keep them rolling! The ball dance is beginning and no one… absolutely no one in the realm wants to miss this.”

“Sir! The servers are down! There is too much viewership!”

“Fuck! I don’t care, buy new servers… we have the backing of the crown it should be easy.”

“Sir! Yes! Sir!”

“Sir!! The donations… the comments… the number of viewers… every single person in the realm is watching this live!!! From a poor man to a rich!!”

“Are our stocks stonking?”

“Very much sir… we have…. become the fourth richest company already!!!”

“Holy mother’s p**** ****** mother-******* *** ** *****r. *************** ****** ***** ****************** ****** ***** * * * ****************** ** **** ****.”

“Who are the other three?”

“Avarice Industries at the top 3, Nikola Co at second, and lastly the Demon Queen Bibimbap at the top.”

“As expected… keep rolling! This is all due to the grace of God and our luck that we happened to be the ones in charge of streaming the realm discussion! Who would have thought that the Demon Queen and the other two great beauties of the realm would marry the ‘Trash of the Greed’s Family.’ One of them is even his own twin sister, ugh!”

“Erm… Sir while you were talking out loud, I think they are nearing the stairs down.”

“Then what are you waiting for idiot!? Stop the ads!! ACTION!!!”

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I took my wives by the hand as the room darkened with the only light upon us. The cameras swooped in closer to record our every movement.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the dainty hands of my girls, their fingers that intertwined with my own, and the warmth they excluded in every step.

Fluttering my eyes open I smiled at them, and they smiled back as they clutched my shoulder and I their waist, all together.

“Shall we dance my beautiful ladies?”

“Of course.”

We began to move to the sound of the music that played from the band beside us, using mana to power their music through the hall.

The beat was slow enough for us to move to yet not so slow that we could barely control our steps.

It felt like there were people everywhere but we were alone, surrounded by each other in this world of darkness.

Every time we moved our bodies entwined, every time we made contact in any way, our hearts fluttered.

Our feet glided together, our arms embraced, and our lips met softly.

“I love all of you.”

The four women smiled. I was being genuine at heart and I could feel that the other three had their hearts skipping a beat due to the blush covering their face from their cheeks to their ears… however it was not a shy blush but rather a happy one.

They were smiling so brightly, filled with such joy that I knew they didn’t mind how silly their faces looked right now or how they looked to the camera.

Taking another step forward we danced, our legs moving over each other as if the five of us were one.

My wives giggled. They loved me too much to stop dancing once they started. I really have to be honest, I am grateful for this second chance in life… (I don’t consider my human life as a chance.)

We waltzed across the floor, we twirled around the floor, we laughed and we started at each other for a long period of time without speaking… enjoying the silence and the movement of our bodies.

With that the lights on the ceiling shone brighter than ever before, illuminating the room in its entirety.

Cheers erupted from every corner and for a moment it felt as if what they witnessed was not a dance but rather an emotion, a pure energy that was powered by love.

A warmth shrouded every person as they gazed at the four women and one man couple.

It was not an art but rather an entire art gallery.

A bittersweet smile covered my face as nostalgia began to clutch me. My first marital waltz was with my other wives, Titania and Elequeeness.

I miss them.

Shaking my head, I looked at the other four who were glancing at me with different emotions, one of them being worry.

My smile deepened. However, no matter how much I miss them, I can not feel sad… it is because I do not ever think I will ever get a chance to wallow in misery with these beautiful women around.

With that I decided to embrace the moment, take one more step and close the distance between us.

The song ended and the audience clapped louder than before.

Before we could even speak, we were greeted by nobles, influencers, and every other person… moved by what the dance had laid their eyes upon, blessed.

The applause was absolutely deafening. Ignoring them all, we walked towards the balcony… but not before waving toward them.

With our passionate spectacle, most of them had gotten riled up to dance. Even the old monsters with their trophy wives or just rizzing a few sugar babies.

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Meanwhile, at the counter where Shi had been selling perfume… something horrendous, no… something extraordinary had taken place.

As soon as Rael danced in the hall, something had stimulated and activated… the scent that all the women had applied upon them.

‘Sueur de beau-père’

‘Sweat of the Stepfather.’

All of them had drooped on the floor and had gone crazy, rushing towards the perfumes which ended up dropping and cracking open, leaking all that was inside.

Shi sniffed the air, even after so many perfumes breaking… he could not smell anything however one glance at the women made him gulp his saliva.

Every woman in the entire hall…. had gone crazy. They were all sniffing the air and dropping on the ground, their knees weekend as a river of love juice gushed out of their holy caves.

Not a single one was left innocent, from wives of high-status nobles to daughters of country ambassadors.

Every single one of them was cumming and all of them were looking in a single direction with eyes that were filled with, hunger… and lust.

Following their gaze, Shi looked at the balcony where the brother of his torturer, Alizejh… the fallen noble of the Avari Family… the husband of the Demon Queen… and above all the savior of his cousins was chilling with his wives.

-And at that moment he cussed for the very first time after all the slavish torture he had been through.

“Fuck.”

He realized at that moment, the source of the perfume was nothing else but Irakiel El Navah… and at this moment, every female in the world was horny for him like a beast in heat.

Glancing at the husbands, boyfriends, and all the other men in the hall, he felt pity and sadness for them… and jealousy towards Rael.

Somehow he felt as if a green-colored hat had come on top of his head. He touched his head and it really turned out to be true.

Green hats were raining from the skies with each one printed with one’s respective name.

He glanced below, his dick was hard and already in his hands, stroking it. At that moment he realized that the cap had magic embedded in it… or maybe not…

‘Am I really a cuck?’

Seeing the other men around who were doing the same, he knew one thing for sure and that relieved him.

‘At the very least, I am not the only cuck.’

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“Uh, sir should we stop the stream?”

“Sir?”

“Sir?….”

“CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT I AM WANKING?!”

“Okay… I guess I will let it roll, I wanna wank too.”

“Nice, now stop bothering me… and don’t jizz over here… go outside, this is my area.”

“Uh… okay… as you say, sir.”

With that, the cuck festival was being streamed on every channel network and every device.

A day that would go down in history… as the start of the ‘Dark Ages’.

This was the major point.