The first man of the Demon Lord introduces himself as Gorgon.

He sure has bull horns on his head, but to me, he looks more like a minotaur than a legendary bull.

[Notice: It's a rare type of Beastfolk. Most of them are born with animal ears, either feline or dog-like. Horns are much rarer.]

I didn't ask. And I won't remember anyway. I'm way too stressed about this.

What do I even say to him? And why won't Omega himself come to meet me?

It's not like I want to see him.

[Notice: You are the one who must greet them, and he acts as a messenger.]

Ugh. Stupid diplomatic plays. Fine. Here goes nothing.

"Welcome to the humble camp of the Thirteenth Battalion." Am I doing it right? I almost introduce myself as Leona, but no, I must pretend I'm the Goddess of Luck here.

"So you are the Thirteenth Bride, I heard so much about. Your beauty is worthy of the legends and the cult following it." The Bullhead bows and I'm glad he's not someone Alex knew already.

What a smooth talker though. Well, there are no surprises there.

Alexandra is the hottest on Earth, and whatever this planet is.

But when he moves on, I become anxious.

"The Demon Lord is here to negotiate with Your Grace, where should we go?"

Is getting the hell out of here is an option? No, let's not mess things up any more than this.

I built a neat little mess hall. That should do. If they want, their entire army would fit in there.

"Please, follow me to our town center." I point at the building, but he already shakes his head.

"That won't do, Your Highness, and you know it." What? Why? Is he nitpicking on something? Is his Demon Lord so Lordy and Demonic that an everyday wooden structure isn't good enough?

[Notice: Lord Omega is twelve feet tall. He can't fit inside the door.]

Fuck. Why didn't you tell me before?

I don't have any building that could fit a twelve-foot monster inside.

The largest creatures I've seen were ogres, and they stop at eight or nine.

Alexandra would have known so he might say I insulted them on purpose. Ugh, System?

Is there anything else I should know before opening my mouth again?

[I'll try to stop you next time, but don't make them wait.]

"Sorry, that's the largest building I can offer. How about we negotiate on the courtyard?"

I can't think of anything better, and if they request a special throne or something, I'm losing it.

"Very well. The Bodyguard Company requests entry to the Thirteenth Battalion's camp." He bows, oh-so-official, and I nod. So what now? Should I churn out some chairs?

Crap, my inventory is empty. What the fuck did you do with all the wood I had stockpiled in there?

I see no new buildings but the Bathhouse, and it's made of stone.

I couldn't even test it, and now I have to face this asshole, such a terrible timing.

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The gates open and a diverse formation marches in. They must have been scraping the barrel there.

It has only a few orcs, much skinnier than the ones in my Thirteenth Battalion.

Most troops are goblins like Dioneras, but less wrinkly and old.

They have some Beastfolk and larger beasts.

I expected them to come on wyverns like the Champions, but that might be too much for a company-sized unit. Instead, they have carriages, pulled by velociraptors.

I'm not even joking.

These are those small and fast dinosaurs I liked so much in that movie, the Jurassic Hotel.

The longer I stay in this world, the weirder things get.

One of the carriages is much larger than the rest, and it takes twice the reptiles to pull it.

It's nothing, but a wild guess, but that must be the Demon Lord's ride.

[Notice: Your intellect knows no bounds, Leona.]

Right? And I can also tell you're mocking me, even if you started your sentence with 'notice'.

My heart wants to burst out of my chest and I'm getting dizzy. I'm not ready for this.

What will the Demon Lord be like?

A giant red devil? An unspeakable horror? A handsome horror?

His troops are nothing impressive for a former Emperor, but the First Bride sealed him away.

Okay, deep breath, I've got this.

Oh. Should I bring the Princess and Omerta here while we wait, or an honor guard?

I don't have one, but the Vice President and the Poledancer should be here.

[Notice: Do you mean the Vice Commander and the Standard Bearer? Yes, you are correct. They are on their way already. And the hunters will serve as your guard.]

I'm glad someone knows what their job is. And since the System didn't mention the other two, it might be best to keep them out of sight for now. I don't want to please him too much.

The carriages roll in, and the largest stops right ahead of me.

I'm so nervous, fainting isn't out of the question. No, let's show them who the boss is here.

The door opens, and there he is.

The Demon Lord, Omega. Holy shit, he's tall. And... Handsome?

Nobody told me anything about that.

When I saw him in Alexandra's memories, it was too little and too blurry so I couldn't tell. He wasn't this tall back then either. Fuck.

I already committed myself to Alexandra. I figured out that I'm a lesbian. So why? Why does my heart want to jump all over the place from a handsome guy? Is he even human?

It's not like it mattered with Alexandra's feline form. He has horns like that Grogon guy, but I can't see them from here. I want to get closer. So close I could climb up on him.

Then I would do all kinds of stuff up there.

[Notice: I no longer detect fear, but a strong desire in you.]

Huh? No, you don't. Bugged System. There is no desire in here, other than run away from this handsome asshole and hide in the Bathhouse. Jesus, I need to relieve some stress.