I will be a demon in this life!-Chapter 247

Under the dark night sky.

In the main mansion of the Sevec Marquisate.

In the elegant, spacious study.

A demon began to materialize as a dark shadow that gradually took shape on the armchair facing a luxurious wooden desk.

The dark shadow gradually took on a tangible form, and the demon assumed a distinct shape.

A yawn.

And a demon with messy black hair, pale skin, dark circles under his eyes, a slender body, and dull gray horns opened his eyes.

"I hope they’ll let me rest a little longer now," muttered Sloth.

Yawn.

The demon’s hair turned reddish, his skin became pure white, his dark eyes turned blue, and his horns turned dark red again.

"Through the Sloth, I could sense two forces: one watching me warily from the direction of the great mountain range, and others whose location I couldn’t pinpoint," Mart Sevec thought, looking pensive.

Mart’s clothes changed to a black long-sleeved shirt, black pants, and a red and gold tunic over his clothes.

Rattle! Rattle! Rattle!

Mart forgot his worries and smiled warmly upon hearing the rattle of little Persec Sevec.

Mart rose from his armchair.

He felt slightly exhausted after using the power of Sloth, but even so, he cast a demonic stealth spell so as not to disturb the night’s silence in the mansion as he walked through the hallways toward the room where his little son was waiting for him.

Mart opened the door and walked over to a crib where the several-month-old baby was shaking his rattle and smiling as he looked up at his father with his blue eyes.

Little Persec Sevec sat up and opened his arms toward his father.

It was clear that the baby was a pure demon born to be very powerful.

Mart looked warmly at the red-haired baby, whose dark red horns had grown a little.

Mart picked up his son, who was still holding his rattle.

The lights were still off in the spacious room, but Isirird gazed with her beautiful eyes—white sclera, white irises with red rims, and vertical pupils.

She sat down gracefully on the bed and remained silent.

Little Persec Sevec babbled happily as he slowly absorbed his father’s cursed energy.

But even though his son’s absorption of the cursed energy was slow, Mart Sevec realized that the rate of absorption had increased slightly.

"My greedy little one," Mart said as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

At that moment, Isirid wrapped her arms around Mart from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder as she watched little Persec Sevec curl up in Mart’s right arm.

...

A few hours later, just a few minutes before sunrise, Mart went into the room where his twin babies were sleeping.

Raften and Aris were fast asleep in their cribs.

Mart sat down in a chair next to the little twins, and at that moment he sensed the presence of Denio, the demonic spirit who briefly made himself known as a greeting.

In her crib, little Aris stirred gently without waking up when Denio appeared.

Meanwhile, Raften continued to sleep peacefully and deeply.

At that moment, Deniris woke up, got up, and walked over to Mart.

She sat on his lap; at that moment, she was wearing a soft white dress.

He caressed the face of the rabbit-eared beast woman.

"Did you miss me?" she asked sweetly.

"Of course, you and my kids."

When she heard Mart’s reply, her bunny ears twitched, and Mart smiled.

Seeing Deniris’s rabbit ears move still struck Mart as a very cute gesture.

She kissed him—a light but intimate and tender kiss.

"How have they been?" Mart asked.

"They’re both fine. They absorb a small amount of demonic energy, though they’re capable of absorbing spiritual energy; but Aris seems aware of Denio’s presence."

Mart wrapped his arms around Deniris’s waist, and he continued watching his children.

At that moment, he decided that Aris would one day inherit the demonic-spiritual pact, thereby establishing a bond between Denio and her.

...

When the sun rose, Mart had Er Sefcar inform the representatives of the marquisate that the marquis was organizing a meeting for that afternoon.

Mart visited each of his wives and spoke with each of them for a few minutes.

To Emy, to whom he was deeply grateful for the effort she had put into developing the demonic formations and barriers with which he intended to protect his territory, he gave two history books he had obtained in the Presial Kingdom; one was about the "Great Mountain Range."

Toward the end, he visited Selenia and saw that her pregnancy had progressed quite a bit; their child would be born soon.

She was happy to see him back.

The two of them talked about some of the experiences he’d had.

Finally, he entered the room where Iristel was; the beautiful succubus smiled when she saw him. She was sitting on the bed, and her belly had already grown a little due to her pregnancy.

Mart was a little surprised to feel that the demon growing inside her reacted to his presence with slight fluctuations of demonic energy.

Mart sat down next to Iristel and placed his left hand on her belly.

"Your father is here," he said.

Mart’s words filled Iristel’s heart with warmth.

He had promised her long ago that she would no longer be alone and that she wouldn’t have only him—that in the future she would have other important demons by her side—and that promise was slowly blossoming within her belly.

Even so, she was worried about Mart.

She rested her delicate hands on his cheeks.

"You must rest and meditate; your demonic energy is even more chaotic than before you left for the human territory"

Mart kissed her, a deep kiss, then they looked at each other.

"I will, but first I must organize an important meeting," Mart stayed by Iristel’s side for a little over an hour.

He told her about some of his plans and then set out to survey the marquisate’s lands, as he was in the habit of doing before heading to the human territory.