Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

They returned to the barrack in a flash. Since they only spend a short time in the divine dimension, it felt like no time had passed in the real world. Aldred wanted them to enter the dungeon, but it was still on cooldown.

“How do you plan to add them onto the party system?” Bartrem asked.

“Should I just go out and add them to the party?”

“That would be too suspicious,” Mary said. “Maybe we should go inside the fort, have a nice meal along with them, and then you can add them to the party. That way, they will think it’s because of the food they eat.”

“That’s a good idea,” Aldred said. “What do you think, Sophia?”

Sophia flinched when the boy asked her opinion. Pharder would never do that. “I… Uhh… I am your slave, master. My opinion is not important.”

“You’re one of us now, so you’re important as well,” Aldred said.

Sophia widened her eyes. “I am one of you? But I am just a slave.”

“Technically yes, but I don’t see it that way. Since you are linked to me, then you are part of my group as well.” Aldred then reached out with his hand. “Let’s work together, okay?”

Sophia hesitated but decided to accept his hand. _-.

Aldred smiled. “I am expecting great things from you, Sophia.”

Sophia widened her eyes even more. Her cheeks blushed. “Y—yes, master.”

“You don’t have to call me master. Aldred is fine.”

“Y—yes, Aldred.”

Mira smiled when she saw this. Aldred was a good boy. She did not take advantage of Sophia even though she was chained under his command. Sophia was one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen, and the way she brought herself enticed the lust within men. Any other man would ravage her by now because of her beauty.

“By the way, Sophia. Can I sniff your breast?”

Mira bitterly smiled. Maybe the boy still needed some guidance.

Sophia smiled and was about to let Aldred sniff her breast until Mareona wrapped her hands around his neck.

“Isn’t this a perfect time for our second date, Aldred? We can invite the others as well.”

“Good plan,” Mary said.

Bartrem nodded. “I will gather my men.”

“Me too. Come on, Aldred.” Mareona dragged the boy with her.

Soon after, Red Rose Platoon I, and Pressure Platoon II entered the fort without their armor. They looked around nervously, feeling weird without their gear. The only thing they would go out for was training and fighting, and both of these activities require them to use armor. But their leader said they would have fun? They hadn’t heard the word fun since a long time ago.

“We are here,” Mareona said. She turned around and smiled. “Welcome to The Jovial Harlequin. I am telling you guys, this place has the best music.”

Aldred nodded. “Yep. The best of the best is here.”

Bartrem shrugged and entered the place along with the others. The music thumped his heart the moment he opened the door. Someone played the guitar on the stage, along with some other artists who played other musical instruments. A man walked onto the center of the stage and started singing.

“I spit on them hoes, they love it and started licking, begging me to rain down on their pussy.”

“Shit’s tight, just like where I put my eel.”

“Here’s the deal. There was no deal. I make it slap, she make it clap. Bitch playin with the jigs, bitch playing till she get wet.”

Mareona and Aldred started nodding back and forth while Pongo jumped around. Sophia followed as well.

Bartrem, Mary, and Mira on the other hand could only scratch their heads at the specifically cultured lyrics.

“Come on guys. Let’s have some fun,” Aldred said as he danced with Mareona.

The soldiers were nervous at first but came to like the atmosphere. Everyone was dancing, and so they did as well.

Aldred, Mareona, and Sophia laughed as they danced together. The boy ran his hands all around their body.

“Well, it will be weird if we’re not dancing as well,” Mary said.

Mira sighed and entered the dance floor, circling Aldred along with the other women.

Bartrem looked around like he was a moving statue that could only move its neck. Never had he entered a situation like this before. How was he supposed to dance? All he knew was to swing left and right. So he did that; awkwardly dancing to the left and right like a crab under the summer sun.

Aldred laughed at the sight as he enjoyed his dance with the girls. Mareona was excited as always, enjoying the song as she moved her hips energetically. She was so good at dancing that the others followed her moves. Aldred became more excited as their dance became better.

Especially when he looked at Sophia who was dancing vigorously. Her tight dress revealed the outline of her full curvaceous butt and breasts. She looked at the boy seductively and ran her slender finger on her smooth thigh. She even pulled his arm and let him touch them. She smelled so nice. The smell, the music, and the dance intoxicated him, making him forget about everything else.

“All these bitches bouncing on my lap, these bitches be jiggling my strap. Yeah! Imma fuck me tonight a bad bitch. I don’t give a fuck bout your tits, keep slippin em on my eel.”

Aldred and the girls danced harder as the song got better and better. Unexpectedly, Mira started to enjoy herself. She grabbed Aldred’s head and pulled him onto her thigh. Aldred danced along with her, moving his arms around her curvy waist and butt. Mira blushed at that, but she kept dancing. Aldred’s hand found its way onto her crotch and felt it was wet down there. It was obvious because she did not wear any underwear.

Eventually, the song ended and they stopped dancing.

Mary, Mira, Mareona, and Sophia were gasping for air. They were so tired after the dance. Their cheeks were red, but they smiled as they were having fun.

“Let’s find a table to sit down.” Aldred led them to a table and sat with them.

“I didn’t know this place exists,” Mira said. “I don’t think this type of inn is allowed in Montcresia.”

Aldred laughed. “This inn also serves food. Take your order.”

Bartrem noticed that they stopped dancing so he stopped as well. No further need to embarrass himself. He found himself a table. The soldiers stopped dancing because the music stopped. They finally let go and danced to their hearts’ content for the first time in years.

Jeffery was looking down, blushing while a girl dragged him to a table. For a man with a big chest, he sure looked timid in front of girls.

“All of you, order whatever you want,” Bartrem said. “I will be paying.”

The soldiers, women and men, rejoiced and quickly ordered their food. Not long after, the waiters came with a tray full of steam.

“Enjoy your food while it’s hot.”

Bartrem glanced at Aldred when they started eating. Aldred nodded. He knew what to do.

‘System, add them to the party.’ He used his mental image to pick which people to add. This way, not everyone in this place entered the party.

[Selecting target… successful]

[All 73 targets have been added to the party]

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