Chapter 3 – The Holy Priestess Captured
The clash echoed across the demon castle gates.
A holy army had dared to storm his domain—far too early.
From his throne, Rale stood lazily, stretching his shoulders.
"Really? I've barely gotten used to being the Arch Demon and they're already trying to kill me?"
With a wave of his hand, black flames swallowed the invaders. Most fled in terror, but one girl stood her ground.
She was radiant—long silver hair, pale blue eyes glowing with divine power, and robes shimmering with holy light. She raised her staff.
"Evil Arch Demon! By the name of the Goddess, I will purify you!"
Rale grinned, stepping down from the throne.
"Oh? A priestess? Cute. But you're way too early to be my executioner."
Their powers collided—her holy light against his demonic fire. In the end, the priestess fell to her knees, exhausted, yet unbroken.
Instead of finishing her, Rale caught her before she hit the ground.
Her eyes widened. "W-why… save me?"
He smirked. "Because I like beautiful women. And because I'm not the monster you think I am."
The priestess stared at him, confused. A villain who… saved her?
And just like that, she became his prisoner—no, his guest—in the castle.