The Reason the Demon King Attacked the Elf Forest
Rehyun had appeared in the Elf Forest, yet at the same moment he remained seated deep within the Demon King’s Castle.
“Hmm~”
While Irene stood before him, smiling with genuine delight as she examined one by one the women she had chosen to become her personal maidservants, Rehyun’s eyes never left her. Even amid the countless beauties surrounding them, his gaze was fixed solely on Irene. His mind, as the Demon King, wandered among the countless dark subordinates he commanded.
In the Elf Forest, the figure before Elemir was merely one of his summoned clones.
The elves who would one day become his enemies would be neatly eliminated at this very moment. The dwarves, seeds of future complications, could be handled later without issue.
‘Jason Light, Kyle Tenant, William Rodriguez.’
Unlike Lucrezia, Ferdinand von Habsburg, and Griffith Ricardo, who were already suffering, those three had yet to endure any pain.
He still remembered vividly their faces as they had betrayed him—those who had tried to kill him and attacked instead. Most of all, he would make the Gale Sword Emperor William Rodriguez suffer unspeakable agony.
To reach Valois Kingdom, where Kyle lived, one had to pass through Venice Kingdom and Sardinia Kingdom. To reach Gallia Kingdom, where William resided, one had to cross Valois. To reach Minoa Kingdom, where Jason was, one had to pass through Gallia. In the end, since he would wage war against every nation on the continent, Rehyun had also planned to deal with Venice and Sardinia. It was crucial to remove any obstacles cleanly, and those two kingdoms, occupying such poor positions on the map, would soon regret their location.
“You’re also a candidate.”
“Thank you, Irene-nim.”
Meanwhile, Irene was selecting her maidservant candidates with great care, and the number had already reached thirty.
Among the beautiful women gathered from across the Dark Empire, those who possessed exceptional beauty and had been brought all the way into the Demon King’s Castle were none other than the thirty chosen beauties. Every single one of them was stunning, twenty-one virgins, and the remaining nine married women.
There were golden-haired, silver-haired, red-haired, platinum-haired, and many others. Among them were women with hair colors that could only exist in this world—blue or green—colors never seen on Earth.
“Huhuhng~”
Irene hummed happily, her golden hair swaying as she continued selecting her maidservants. The short red mini-skirt fluttered with every movement, and the black stockings on her legs highlighted her snow-white thighs even more vividly.
Rehyun could not tear his eyes away from her. His expression was that of a man utterly entranced, radiating mad obsession.
The power that moved him now that he had been reborn as the Demon King was hatred, revenge, and obsession with Irene. His attachment to the family on Earth came next, but first and foremost was revenge and Irene.
Still staring at Irene, Rehyun closed his eyes for a moment and directed his consciousness even more fully toward the clone in the Elf Forest.
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Looking up at Elemir with eyes burning with hatred, Rehyun spoke.
“You must have many questions, but you must want to know why I attacked this place, right?”
“…Yes.”
Elemir wanted to know. Why had Rehyun attacked the Elf Forest?
Of course, it was hard to expect any deep reason from a Demon King attacking the Elf Forest, but she still wanted to know. She prayed that at the very least the reason would be that they were a threat, just like the ancestors of humans who had died in blood pressure-raising incidents.
If that was the case, at least the dead elf ancestors would have fought for the continent’s peace and died.
But Rehyun was the Demon King. He was a deceiver, a man who trampled others and mocked them, who sought revenge against the world that had trampled him, the betrayers, and those who had sided with the betrayers.
Since she knew exactly what Elemir wanted, he had no reason to grant it. He had no desire to torment her, but neither did he have any reason to make her happy.
“The reason I attacked is to increase the number of female dark elves.”
Rehyun calmly stated the true reason he had raided the Elf Forest, and Elemir’s expression hardened.
“D-did you intend to turn us into dark elves who would invade the continent?”
“Huhuhu, what do you think?”
Fear flashed across Elemir’s face as she unconsciously took a step back. Rehyun slowly approached her while she retreated.
“Ha!”
She recovered her composure and stood motionless. When Rehyun reached her, he looked her outfit up and down.
Unlike human women who shied away from exposure, elf women had a different perspective on nudity. They wore revealing clothing with no shame, and mixed bathing between men and women was common among elves.
The elf population had a 1:4 male-to-female ratio, making male elves rare. Naturally, there were far more female elves. Moreover, male elves, always fighting at the front lines, had died in greater numbers, widening the gap until the current ratio reached 1:8.
And now, with the Balrogs having slain every adult male elf, the imbalance would only grow worse.
Of course, Rehyun had ordered the Balrogs to spare twenty male elves, but he had not specified their age, so the Balrogs had decided to spare only twenty young male elves and slaughtered all the adult ones.
Elemir secretly hoped that through this conversation she could save the lives of the young elf boys. If Rehyun wanted to corrupt her in exchange for sparing their lives, she would have no choice but to accept.
If she took the young elf boys hostage, she would have to become a dark elf anyway. She could not strongly deny the claim that she would never become a dark elf in exchange for increasing their numbers.
Using arrogance to negotiate with humans was one thing, but that was exactly why they were elves.
Rehyun muttered as he looked over Elemir’s outfit.
“The exposure in your clothing is no different from a dark elf’s.”
Lucien always loved black leather hot pants and clothing that barely covered the chest. Elemir’s outfit was no different in its revealing nature. She wore a short white cloth skirt that barely covered her lower body and a white cloth top that barely contained her breasts.
Rehyun reached up and lifted Elemir’s skirt. As the fabric rose, her panties were fully exposed—her neatly trimmed green pubic hair, the same shade as her hair, and her pink folds laid bare before him.
It was as beautiful as a field of green grass. Her pussy was even more exquisite. Rehyun already knew she was a virgin.
Originally, elf women valued their virginity greatly. If a woman willingly gave her virginity to a man, she would follow and love him for the rest of her life.
But Rehyun was more focused on the fact that she wore no panties beneath the skirt. Because she was not embarrassed by exposure, Elemir felt no shame when her inner parts were revealed. Rehyun had not lifted her skirt out of lust.
“Indeed, elf women do not wear panties.”
Rehyun had heard rumors of this during his human life, but he had never been able to confirm whether they were true. As a man he was honestly curious, yet asking would have earned him the label of pervert from the hero and cold stares, and Irene might view him differently. He had never gathered the courage.
Now that he was the Demon King, he asked without hesitation and confirmed one of the truths he had longed for over ten years.
Unlike humans, elves had never had a culture of wearing panties. Although they were not shy about exposure, they were not fools either. They knew humans would become aroused and attempt to approach elf women if exposed. They were aware of the dangers, but still.
“Among dark elves, you are a top-tier specimen.”
Rehyun evaluated her with a completely indifferent voice.
“…So you do intend to turn me into a dark elf?”
Elemir was certain Rehyun wanted to make her one. She prayed that even a trace of the hero’s conscience would remain so that, in exchange for becoming a dark elf, she could guarantee the safety of the elf children.
“Yes. The problem with dark elves is that all of them have black hair, so we need to fix that. If we turn elves into dark elves while preserving their various hair colors, the balance will eventually be achieved after many generations.”
Rehyun answered in a voice as if reciting a poem, explaining his reason for turning her and the other elf women into dark elves.
“B-but… that’s all it is?”
Elemir asked in disbelief. It was incomprehensible to her.
The reason the Elf Forest had been attacked was not to stop Rehyun from conquering the continent, but to create dark elves with diverse hair colors!
When she learned that elves had been attacked solely because of their hair colors, she finally understood what humans had meant when they said someone’s blood pressure would rise and they would faint.
It was the strangest, most absurd event in her two-thousand-year life.
“Do you want more than that? That’s all. Since male elves would refuse to submit to dark elves, we kept only the females who have a strong submissive nature.”
Rod Ungkor, the Balrog Lord who had been listening quietly, thought to himself.
‘When did the Demon King start thinking this…’
No matter how much dark elves hated it, if the Demon King ordered it, they would obey. That was the rule.
Yet Rehyun had boldly stated such a reason. The truth was that he did not want dark elf women to receive bad seeds from mating with male elves, so he had no intention of forcing them to become dark elves.
No matter what, for Elemir—strong-willed as she was—the situation was enough to make her blood pressure explode.
[Kyaaak!]
[So this is why we died?!]
The ghosts of the male elves gathered around shouted in fury at Rehyun’s words, filled with resentment for their unjust deaths. Rehyun smiled coldly at the vengeful spirits of those male elves.
That was exactly what he had wanted.