The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

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Sara sat on the ground looking completely lost and clueless.

Then, after her long-idle brain sprang into motion, she immediately lifted her head and glared angrily at Lynn.

Besides Lynn, who had already ascended to divinity, who else could pull a prank on her, the Furious Demon King, in her own Royal Palace?

What a vile wretch, bullying her right in front of her daughters. She wanted to leave a good impression on these two little ones...

"Why are you looking at me? It wasn’t me..."

Although Sara didn’t fly into a rage matching her title, Lynn could still understand from her angry glare that she had clearly misunderstood.

His dry defense was obviously ineffective, considering Sara’s current impressive level of 985. Besides someone of an even greater power crushing her, there couldn’t possibly be anyone else who could silently "play her a trick."

"You’re mean! I’m not sleeping with you tonight. I’m sleeping with the kids!"

Sara had been living so comfortably recently that she rarely got upset, but this time Lynn had obviously angered her. Even knowing she wasn’t a match for him, she was determined to stand up to Lynn in her own way.

Her most direct means was refusing to sleep alongside him and even taking his daughters away, leaving him without a wife or kids to keep him company.

"It really wasn’t me. It’s them, they’ve got some uncanny... um, maybe magical abilities. I brought them here for you to have a look, see if you notice anything."

Lynn wasn’t desperate to have a Demon King wife accompanying him every night, but he really didn’t want to take the blame, even if it’s for his daughters, and even for a harmless little blame.

"What could your daughters possibly be unusual about? I know them, don’t forget we’ve investigated you."

Sara’s mouth was still grumbling non-stop, but her eyes were changing, becoming more attentive as she observed the two little ones.

After being freed from their father’s grasp, Little Youli and Little Yuna scrambled onto Sara’s pink bedbed after removing their shoes. They’d already had a bath today, and their clothes were fresh, so they wouldn’t dirty the Demon King auntie’s bed.

"Auntie, this pink piggy is so cute. Can you give it to me?"

Little Youli reached for a piggy plush hung on the bedpost, then looked up at Sara with shining eyes.

She rarely asked adults for gifts, and normally wouldn’t snatch anything from someone else, especially such personal items.

But somehow, upon entering this Demon King auntie’s room, she felt like she was in her own domain rather than visiting another demon’s house. Seeing the Demon King auntie, she felt whatever she asked from her wouldn’t require even the slightest embarrassment.

It seemed as if these things, all of these things including the Demon King auntie, were hers, all hers!

"No problem, if you like it, take it. Auntie has lots of dolls and plush toys here."

Sara climbed up from the floor and crouched by her bedside, leaning on the bed’s edge, smiling at the two little cuties as she generously offered her piggy knight.

She had shown such a childish side to Lynn that she should have been very embarrassed, but for some reason, having the two little ones beside her stabilized her emotions.

Her anger felt small, her shyness felt small, her voice sounded small too. It seemed she wasn’t becoming gentle seeing these adorable little girls; she was about to be infected to become just as adorable.

"Then can I have that piggy..."

"No!"

Seeing Little Youli receive the gift, Little Yuna naturally wasn’t one to fall behind. Although she didn’t particularly want the piggy, she figured if Little Youli got something, she deserved something too.

However, just as she began to speak, before she could finish with some sweet words to the Demon King auntie, an emphatically decisive "No!" struck.

Not only Little Yuna, but alongside her, Little Youli and Lynn were all stunned in disbelief.

How could you play favorites like this? They’re both well-behaved, sensible daughters; one gets something, but the other doesn’t?

Moreover, to interrupt a child’s careful request and shut them down so starkly is truly excessive. She’s just a kid, hasn’t done anything wrong, only asked for a gift quietly. How could you treat her this way?

Little Youli hurried to speak for her sister, but upon glancing over, she saw the Demon King auntie’s face was also full of shock, as if even she was stunned by her own words.

"No, that’s not what I meant, that pig can... no!"

Seeing Little Yuna’s pitiful gaze full of innocence directed at her, with Lynn and Little Youli also staring intently at her, Sara was utterly flustered when she snapped out of her sudden daze.

She tried to offer an explanation and prepare to gift the piggy Yuna had wanted to her as an apology, but her words were fine until she tried to agree, where she again reflexively spoke a decisively emphatic "No!"

Sara truly panicked now, realizing she was experiencing what Lynn had earlier been described as an unexpected mistake. Clearly, he hadn’t deceived her about the girls; his daughters were indeed peculiar...

The one called Little Youli couldn’t have her round head touched, while Little Yuna couldn’t have her requests accepted...