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Just as the Hero was about to continue working hard with Shasha to "make a baby," an unexpected messenger arrived, claiming to be from the Imperial Palace. The Hero and Shasha had no choice but to get dressed and go downstairs to receive him.
"Eh?? What? The King wants to see us?"
The Hero listened to the messenger's words with a look of surprise.
Although he was a Hero, he felt something was a bit strange…
Logically speaking, shouldn't the King summon me, the hero of humanity, only after I have defeated the Demon King and returned in triumph, perhaps bestowing the lovely princess upon me as a reward?
Right now, it seems… I haven't really done anything. Is it possible the King has been secretly observing me and feels I have great potential?
"Yes. Since he specifically named the Hero's party, please follow me to the Imperial Palace," the messenger said.
I listened from the side, knowing full well that this was likely Dreamy's handiwork.
Speaking of which, it's been two days since we arrived at the capital; it's time to meet Dreamy and discuss the follow-up plans.
Naturally, there were no objections. The group boarded the carriage, traveled along the wide main avenue of the capital, and after being checked by the Royal Guards at the inner city gate, arrived at the most luxurious palace in the kingdom.
It was worthy of being the area where the King lived. The palace alone occupied one-fifth of the entire capital. The architecture was golden and resplendent, revealing an air of luxury everywhere. Not only were there all kinds of rare, special magical plants planted there, but I could also faintly sense the fluctuations of high-level magic barriers underground.
However, this didn't surprise me; after all, the national treasury must contain the kingdom's most precious treasures, and the royal family's heritage, passed down through generations, was still there.
"Cough, cough. Lord Hero, since the King is still resting, the Queen will meet with you all first, so please do not lose your decorum."
The servant in the carriage glanced at the Hero and said. The Hero laughed awkwardly and reluctantly moved his hand away from Shasha's plump, alluring breasts.
I had a premonition: if the Holy Light Church's conspiracy was to recover the power gained by past Heroes, then this generation of Elnor might encounter a major problem…
After all, the previous Heroes shouldn't have put all their points into "sexiness"…
"Everyone, the palace hall is ahead. Please enter."
The carriage stopped slowly. The servant bowed to us and turned to leave. We entered the palace. The hall was grand; in the center was a red carpet stretching all the way to the steps of the throne. Sitting on the throne, inlaid with various expensive jewels, was not the King, but a charming, elegant, and beautiful woman of extraordinary temperament.
It was Dreamy, the most mature wife in my harem, a member of the Succubus race, skilled in manipulating hearts and weaving dreams.
At this moment, Dreamy was wearing a wine-red noble gown. Her soft, supple, perky breasts were about to pop out, and her plump buttocks and slender waist outlined an extremely sexy figure.
Dreamy had a faint smile on her lips, her elegant, long, jade legs crossed. She swept her gaze over the four people arriving below. When she saw me, her eyes lingered for a moment. Dreamy and I understood each other, then we shifted our gazes away.
"You must be the Hero of our kingdom?"
Dreamy's gaze fell on the Hero, her charming red lips parted slightly, and a bewitching, moving voice drifted out.
"Ah, yes, Your Highness the Queen."
The Hero bowed, but his eyes could not leave Dreamy's pair of sexy, fair, beautiful legs, or those plump buttocks that intrigued him the most—they were even more exaggerated than Shasha's.
However, the Hero also realized that he shouldn't have any improper thoughts about the beautiful Queen in front of him; after all, her status was the King's consort!
I watched the Hero's lecherous yet awestruck appearance and found it quite amusing. I wonder what expression he would have if he knew that this Queen was also the wife of the Demon King?
"I leave the task of defeating the Demon King to you. If you can succeed, you can have any reward you want," Dreamy said. She walked in front of the Hero, and her lingering fragrance wafted to his nose, making him blush.
"Le-leave it to me, noble Queen!" the Hero replied excitedly, not knowing what kind of reward scene he was fantasizing about in his head.
Afterward, Dreamy pretended to say a few words of encouragement, and finally gave me a glance before letting us leave.