Ogunrinde stood at the combat courtyard of his palace.
At his side Ban his bull demon guard stood to ensure his safety.
Aside the hidden expert, Ban was his strongest subordinate, with a peak Demonic commander realm cultivation, in case of an extreme scenario he could safely ensure Ogunrinde 's safety from the three demonic commanders.
Clad in a baggy tight end trousers for free movement,his long hair tied together, Ogunrinde glistened under the sun as his entire aura diffused with thick demonic battle intent.
At this point Xue Liao was convinced that their Master was a true scion of the Desolate battle demon Sovereign.
Just in the first realm of demonic origin cultivation, Ogunrinde's blood and battle lust frightened he that was in the 3rd demonic commander realm.
Apart from this he also felt that this demon Master was a mad man, like sure you're sovereign descendant, but to face five demonic commanders and to have them restrict their cultivations, but not to your level, but a level above yours!
Sure it was common sense for him to have the Demon commanders restrict their cultivations to battle him, but what made him think the demon soldier realm was enough.
Did he think their life's cultivation to this point was a joke.
Although he knew he and his peers, with the Master's maids were somewhat suppressed under the Demon Master's Royal Demon lineage, even affecting the flow of their demon qi somewhat.
But what greater suppression was there, than their own suppression of realm on him!
Since he was their Master, Xue liao thought, should he go somewhat easy on him.
But it truly felt weird, Xue laio could feel a strange wildness, devilish intoxication, and excitement from this royal scion Demon Master.
Almost like he couldn't wait to fight them.
This made no sense right!
Xue liao wondered why his peers were relatively relaxed.
Whilst Ai, Ae, with the three commanders stood gathered around in a face of with Ogunrinde for a confrontation.
Ogunrinde felt his blood boil and still at the same, he was calm and excited.
he was going to fight them, he wanted to fight them, he couldn't wait to fight them!
As for their cultivation just suppressed to the 2nd demonic soldier, it really made things a dilemma, it wasn't going to be easy, it was going to be hard, but wasn't that going to make it blood boiling, sweeter!
The only person that understood what Ogunrinde felt right now was the most familiar with him, Ae and Ai.
it was seldom their Master got excited.
Their Master had only a few past times, otherwise he could be indifferent, and of them all battle was the most.
To be honest, to Ae and Ai, only talent of lack of a demonic core kept their Master behind
Ogunrinde was a warmonger.
Even in the Sovereign abode, how many of even those of the highest desolate battle demon bloodline had as much battle in their heart as their Master.
Aside Zi Mo Yan watch this Demon Master, her expression indiscernible, surely a battle would be a good way to understand the other party.
She just found it incredible, how did a feast turn to a battle.
Bai Yao was also not left out, his face flashed with a glow, of what was going to happen.
...
After the morning court session and drinking, Ogunrinde went to have a bath in the pool.
Drinking the wine stimulated his demonic qi, but with no demonic core for the demonic energy to subside, it just rampaged within Ogunrinde.
Constant drinking, constant rampaging, constant cooling off.
In the pool chambers, Ai and Ae changed the ice cold demon healing waters to warm bathing water.
Ogunrinde sat cross-legged naked on emerald silk futon as he waited whilst they replaced the waters.
After the first bath, to calm his earlier rampaging demon qi, he couldn't be bothered to wear a robe again as he was going to be removing afterwards to enter the pool once more.
He would do so when he was finally done.
And as for being naked in front of Ai and Ae, he couldn't be bothered also.
It wasn't that he was lacking of dignity or immoral, they had just seen naked quite a number of times, especially when he had his bath.
What much difference was there outside the bath and within.
Ai and Ae blushed as they changed the ice cold water for more temperate one.
The more they grew and became aware of the carnal differences between male and females, the more the sensual desire and tension for their Master blossomed.
But their Master never forced them for pleasure or attempted anything.
They would have doubted their beauty and attractiveness or their Masters inclinations in that regard, his libido, were it not for the fact that they were the ones that bathed him and had seen his member.
His physique, his aura, even his member when flaccid oozed virility, added to the fact that he also became aroused at times when they bathed him.
That was the most with nothing happening.
Ogunrinde chuckled as he watched on.
He had grown into a man, and his maids had grown into gorgeous fine women.
Though Ai and Ae never entered the pool naked with Ogunrinde as they wore light undergarments, to say he wasn't tempted would be a lie.
Even if he did, could his regular arousal lie with him.
But as for initiating any intimate contact with them, it wasn't that he wasn't interested, it was just the power dynamics.
Ogunrinde felt it wasn't fair.
As companions, and helpers, though he was their Lord, he held Ai and Ae dear and didn't want them to be compelled into carnal relations with him.
At the very least he wouldn't initiate anything.
The two maids finished and scattered ambrosia essence flowers on the water, diffusing a fragrant smell in the pool
Seeing as they were down, Ogunrinde entered.
He floated in the pool and in a seemingly rare moment he relaxed.
Most times his mind was chaotic, but a few times like this it was serene and at peace.
If only there wasn't a burden on his shoulders, his own created burdens.
Wasn't it create when he refused to accept fate.
Some times Ogunrinde wondered what bothered him so, as he could truly live a good ordinary life by virtue of his most noble birth.
Ogunrinde recalled a word from his half brother, " You are a disgrace to the Desolate battle demon lineage, at least if bloodline doesn't let you grovel to others, grovel before me, before our family"
The ruthless Demon dao was harsh even to him, the most noble of demons.
The issues he had the most by his antagonists had of him, was that he refused to bow.
That he lowered his head both mind, spirit, and flesh.
Since he could not be as his Royal peers, then that he bowed.
But he Ogunrinde had always had his head raised, this very innate pride from within him, from his very being.
Pride that transcended situations.
But this pride, even this pride, at times it was tiring.
At times it even made no sense to him, wouldn't his life better otherwise.
Weren't they right, did his ego truly make any sense.
But he didn't want to concede to defeat.
Ogunrinde sighed, as he cleared his head.
Doubt could be in the head, that was normal.
But hope, hope!, should be eternally enshrined in the heart!