He was just about to shut the entire misunderstanding down when he heard the goblins whispering among themselves in their native tongue.
"That demonkin is fierce… imagine having more than one demon woman."
"I want to say he's crazy, but looking at him… he has the makings of a true demon lord."
"Have you seen the size of his horns? No wonder…"
"Crazy. Even I wouldn't dare that. The last chief had two goblin wives and he died."
"No wonder demonkin rule this continent. They're too fierce."
Damon slowly closed his mouth.
The admiration in their voices was unmistakable.
If he denied it now…
His aura would collapse.
His reputation would crumble before it even began.
And Damon had too much ego for that.
After all…
He was the Dominator.
One day he might even rule this entire continent.
"…Oh, them?" Damon said casually.
He wrapped an arm around Renata's waist.
"They're nothing special. Just some of my women."
He waved his hand dismissively.
