In another part of the mansion, Skyla was busy in the library, organizing a stack of old books. Her thoughts were distant, recalling her last encounter with that damn Master. She knew they were worried about something, but she still wasn't sure what. Suddenly, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching.
"Skyla, you should be doing your job! I'm sneezing all the time because of this dust!" said Dante, startling her as he entered the library with Nagasawa by his side.
Skyla turned, surprised but ready to help. "Dust? I clean this damn place every day, how can there be dust!?" She shouted at Dante, who, well... was the cause of her current problems, and of course, he didn't expect her to act like this...
"She doesn't like me, does she?" Dante said with a poker face, turning to Nagasawa, who shook her head in denial. "She likes you, but you don't pay attention to her, and she gets like this, making up excuses." Nagasawa said, "I'm sure I've heard her muttering something about stupid master or something like that." She added while Dante looked at the maid.
"Is she like you then?" He questioned, leaving Nagasawa surprised, "D-don't compare me to her!" She stammered, embarrassed, and Dante just smiled at the tease. "Alright, alright," Dante said, patting Nagasawa's head like a puppy, making her blush and puff out her cheeks, crossing her arms. "Don't forget why we're here!" She said, pouting.
"Oh yes, that's right." Dante said, turning to face the maid who was cleaning the books to put them back on the shelves. She was really dedicated to her work, and that was something Dante admired. "Skyla, could you tell me how to get to the capital?
I'm going to wreak havoc on the lives of the vampire counts who threatened my mother, and then I'll talk to Vlad." Dante said, smiling while holding Nagasawa's hands.
Skyla stopped cleaning the books for a moment, looking directly at Dante with a skeptical expression. "Really? You, the God of Chaos, are asking for directions to the capital? To cause more chaos? Wow, how unexpected." She was sarcastic, as if telling a joke, and Dante smiled, a smile not entirely devoid of irony. "Sometimes even chaos needs a map, Skyla.
Besides, I prefer to get there without having to knock down an entire forest just to find the way."
Skyla sighed, putting the last book on the shelf before turning fully to face Dante and Nagasawa. "Alright, I'll help you, but on one condition."
Dante raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "And what would that condition be?"
"You have to promise to stop blaming the dust for your sneezes," Skyla said with a mischievous smile. "Of course the mansion is clean, so it must be something else. Maybe an allergy to your own ego? Actually, it's probably someone badmouthing you; you were in the newspaper, you know?" She said. Dante didn't mind this insolence; in fact, it was very amusing to see how she reacted to him.
Of all the women, she was the only one who acted so brazenly with him, and he found it extremely interesting. Even more so for a woman who saw him grow up in this world, Skyla was... a unique woman.
But suddenly... "Newspaper?" Nagasawa questioned after hearing what Skyla said. The maid looked at her and... "Look." She said, pointing to a table in the library... where a newspaper was open to the page talking about Dante... or rather, on the front page.
Nagasawa approached the table, picking up the newspaper with curiosity. The headline in large letters read: "A DEMON KING! WHAT DOES HE WANT?" There was a big photo of Dante, with a severe and imposing expression, which certainly drew attention.
"Oh, so that's it," said Nagasawa, smiling. "You've made the news, dear. No wonder everyone is talking about you." She seemed genuinely proud; after all, the supernatural newspaper was really important... well, only to common beings. For Dante and the others, it was just a big nothing.
Dante shrugged, a playful smile on his lips. "Well, I suppose it's inevitable. When you cause as much trouble as I do, people tend to notice."
Skyla crossed her arms, watching them with an amused look. "So, are you going to stop blaming the dust now? Besides, read the news properly," she said, and Dante paid more attention and read out loud...
"Hero? Well, it's complicated to understand Dante Scarlet, who according to our sources can be called the Western Emperor. We received information that he is in the process of marrying Aldria Luminus, the Western Empress. Additionally, according to some photos, he is also seen with Lyrianna Vortex by his side, the Eastern Empress! What does he want?
To dominate the world by marrying all the important women? As a journalist, I wonder what would happen if he wanted the Vampire Throne!"
When Dante finished reading... he remained silent. "I've been reduced to a gallant seeking global domination by marrying all the important women?" Dante questioned, a self-reflection that he ended up voicing aloud, causing Nagasawa and Skyla to look at him as if to say, "Seriously?"
Nagasawa laughed, unable to contain herself. "Well, dear, it looks like you're more popular than you thought. Who would have guessed that the Demon King would be considered an incurable romantic?"
Skyla tried to stifle her laughter but couldn't avoid a mischievous smile. "I guess you'll have to add 'gallant' to your long list of titles. But hey, if it helps keep the enemies distracted, maybe it's not so bad."
Dante sighed, running a hand through his hair. "This is ridiculous. I'm not trying to conquer the world through marriages. I have much more important goals."
Nagasawa moved closer to Dante, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "We know that, dear. But maybe this is the perfect opportunity for you to show the world what you're really capable of. And who knows, maybe use this false reputation to your advantage?"
"Pfff, use the gallant fame for what? Marrying more women? Pff!" Skyla, who was trying to hold back in the corner, couldn't avoid bursting into laughter. The situation was too comical for her.
Dante frowned, clearly irritated. "Tsk." He bit his tongue, trying to control himself. But Skyla had crossed the line. He didn't need an excuse to act. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from where he was and reappeared in front of her. Before she could react, he grabbed her as if she were a sack of potatoes and sat down on the sofa with a surreal speed.
With Skyla now on his lap, he held her firmly.
"Oo-oh, what!" Skyla shouted, surprised and indignant, but before she could say more, she felt his hand smack her buttocks forcefully.
"Kyaannn... Ahh!!" She moaned as she felt the impact of his hand on her rear. "Oh, you're quite soft here..." Dante said with a smile, "This is for mocking me," his voice was firm, but his greedy and mischievous smile revealed his true intentions.
Skyla tried to struggle, but Dante's strength kept her in place. "You... you can't do this! I'm your maid, not your doll!" She said, but he quickly lifted her skirt, revealing her white panties completely wedged between her buttocks after the first smack.
Dante ignored her complaints and gave another smack, this time with more force. "You need to learn to respect your master, Skyla. I'm not someone to be trifled with."
"Hmm! P-please stop!!" She... moaned in pleasure... Nagasawa watched and only thought one thing... "If I were to be dirty-mouthed with him... would it be..." She shook her head, trying to push away the thoughts while continuing to watch the scene, crossing her arms and smiling slightly.
"Maybe this will teach Skyla to be a bit more careful with her words. You know how insolent she can be."
Dante continued, each smack leaving Skyla's skin redder. Finally, after a few more strikes, he stopped, observing the result of his punishment. Skyla's buttocks were completely red, with the marks of his hands clearly visible.
At the moment of the last smack, Dante observed how Skyla's pale skin had turned red. With one final motion, he raised his hand and...
SPLASH!
Dante's hand hit Skyla's rear with force, but this time, something different happened. Upon feeling the impact, a liquid began to trickle down her thighs, soaking her panties and creating a damp shine on her reddened skin.
Skyla let out a deep moan, her body trembling with pleasure and embarrassment. "Oh... no...," she murmured, her voice trembling and interrupted by pleasure.
Dante lifted his now-wet hand and looked at her with a triumphant expression. "It seems you've learned your lesson in quite an intense way," he said, his voice filled with satisfaction.
Nagasawa, still watching, couldn't hide a smile of amusement and a slight blush. "Maybe now you'll think twice before being so insolent," she commented, clearly enjoying the situation.
Skyla, still catching her breath, looked at Dante with eyes shining with conflicting emotions. "I... I understand," she said, her voice soft and submissive.
Dante released her, allowing her to stand up... though her legs were too weak to do so.