The palace of the Kingdom of Elara was nothing like my old fortress. It was a magnificent structure, gleaming under the blood moon, built of white marble and gold. But now, screams, crashes, and the scent of blood had defiled its splendid beauty.
I strode through the opulent corridors, where angel statues lay shattered, and sparkling murals were splattered with blood. The Demon Warriors had done their job well, clearing all weak resistance along the way. I didn't care about the common soldiers or lesser nobles. My target was the Queen.
Lilith led the way, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy witnessing the downfall of a kingdom of light. Elara was dragged behind Lilith, still unconscious, her body limp like a rag doll.
Finally, we reached the throne room. The massive doors lay blasted open, revealing a scene of chaos. The last royal guards had been overwhelmed, their bodies scattered across the polished marble floor. And in the center of the room, on the steps of the throne, a noblewoman knelt, her hair disheveled, her face smudged but still retaining a stubborn pride.
It was the Queen of the Kingdom of Elara. Her hair was a rich, flowing brown, her eyes a sharp blue, and her figure full and alluring. Even in these circumstances, she exuded a regal aura.
"The Queen..." Lilith whispered softly, her voice filled with mockery.
The Queen looked up, her eyes locking onto mine. Fear was clearly visible, but so was intense hatred. "Demon... Who are you? How dare you ravage my kingdom?!"
I ascended the steps, slowly, allowing her to feel my presence little by little. Lilith pushed Elara to lie on the floor directly at my feet, like an exhibition piece.
"I am Azazel," I declared, my voice echoing throughout the great hall. "The Demon Lord of hell. And from now on, your kingdom... is mine."
The Queen gritted her teeth. "You will never have it! I will never submit to a demon!"
"Oh, you will submit." I smirked. "You will submit, and you will crave to offer everything to me."
I advanced before her, bending down, my cold hand gripping her chin, forcing her to look up at me. Her skin was smooth and warm.
"I've heard," I whispered, "you are the symbol of purity and resilience for this kingdom. A Queen adored by her people." I glanced at the unconscious Elara at my feet. "And now, you will witness how that purity is defiled by me."
The Queen's eyes widened, her face turning ashen with horror. She understood my meaning. "No... it can't be! You... you are a demon!"
"Indeed," I growled. "I am a demon. And I will turn you into my personal puppet. You will obey me, not just with your body, but with your soul."
I waved my hand. Lilith immediately understood, stepping forward and drawing a small dagger from her belt. She tore apart the Queen's splendid gown, revealing her full, vibrant body. The Queen shrieked, struggling weakly.
"Stop! You... you dare..." She was desperate.
"Silence," I commanded, my voice filled with authority. My mana suppressed her will.
Lilith began to "prepare" the Queen, her eyes brimming with relish. I was in no hurry. I wanted to witness every moment of her pride being crushed. She would understand that, before a true Demon Lord, all resistance was meaningless.
TING!
[Quest: Conquer the Kingdom of Elara completed!]
[Reward: 500 EXP, 100 Demon Essence.]
[Azazel has leveled up! Level: 6]
[Base stats have increased.]
[New Skill: Life Drain (Active) unlocked!]
The quest was complete. The Kingdom of Elara now lay at my feet. Now, only one task remained.
I looked at the Queen, who was completely helpless, her body trembling with fear and humiliation. Life Drain had just been unlocked. This was a perfect skill for her. I would not only take her purity, but also her very life force, turning her into a living wellspring for myself.
"You will be mine, Queen," I whispered, my voice thick with dark desire. "Completely mine."