That Day I Became A Daughter Of The Demon Lord
Episode 38's

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I'm sorry for the old TvT update)

Because I'm UAS again, and today Thank you all the torture and his minions have finished >w<)

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Not wanting to interrupt, I decided to step back and sit on his couch. My mind floated, wondering about the real Brezenska. You certainly remember the first time I set foot in this palace, Edgar said that I was not like Brezenska who was greedy for treasure. He said it with a face full of hate.

So, what did I just see? He with a face so frustratingly complained to the demon painting that had returned to Lilith's side. He misses that figure so much. Anyone who saw him would know that Edgar loved him very much.

I never asked Edgar anything about Brezenska. I chose to be quiet, waiting for the right moment. The moment Edgar was in the mood to tell him about Brezenska.

"Why are you here?"

I turned my eyes, looking at the source of the voice. Oh, my God, what did this thing do? He hasn't changed his clothes yet. The blood on his waist was almost dry.

"What's wrong if I want to have dinner together in papa's room?"

I stood up, pulling him to sit next to me. He simply complied, giving no rejection whatsoever.

"Papa, take off his shirt. I brought the wound medicine I made with Madam Amber."

"Alright," he replied as he opened one by one the clothes stuck to his body. Good thing I'm still sane, remember that this man is my papa. Otherwise, I would have caught this creature.

Oh, my God look at the muscles. Mmhhh hot!

First, I cleaned the wound with a wet towel. There was brownish-colored dry blood around his wound. Madam Amber once said that noble demons always cast magic on her sword. And that magic will make the sword more powerful and poisonous. Poison from magic will make the resulting wound difficult to heal even though the devil has a regeneration power that is quite extraordinary.

"Papa, may I ask you something?"

I paused for a moment, putting together the most appropriate words to bring Edgar into the storytelling mood. "When did you first get involved in a war?"

"Hmm, if not wrong when I was 114 years old. War with the Kingdom of Centiron. You know?"

"Tau, that's the kingdom where Brandon C. Dantalion came from, right?"

Brandon C. Dantalion was one of the royal commanders by the way.

"Yep, that's right. I met Brandon. Say. The man is a prince whose existence is not considered."

I nodded in understanding. Brandon has pink irises. But his eyes were often covered with hair. Maybe he also deliberately hid his identity? I don't know, don't know. I think I should start approaching that guy.

"Then he sided with papa and helped our kingdom?"

Edgar nodded. "Say that. Centiron surrenders, then surrenders Brandon to serve Acacia. At Centiron, Brandon was not at all considered to be in existence. And here? He was respected, appreciated, his cleverness in sword made him appointed as one of the commanders. He felt happiness even though he was not a prince."

I nodded in understanding. "What about Shinji? I mean how did you meet him?"

"Shinji Eligos is a unique warrior. He was always shy when talking to other demons. But on the battlefield? He was not shy about destroying the opposing army. I was not well aware of his previous existence, until the previous commander named William Gusion asked me to appoint the man as his successor."

The wound on Edgar's waist was done I treated. Now he took a plate of meat soup and fed me. I leaned against his body.

"Sacha E Vassago, the most ambitious man I have ever known. He always fought hard to get what he wanted. He never gives up, always try even though the possibility of succeeding is very slim. You have to emulate that from Sacha."

I'm nodding.

"For additional information, Sacha has three wives."

Sip, it turns out that this demon is a land crocodile.

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