The Max Level Hero Has Returned!

Chapter 817

The room was quiet. Aeria and Illyna were tangled up together, their nightgowns in complete disarray. Strange objects filled the space, and candles of unrecognizable shapes were scattered across the room.

“D-Davey?!”

“K... Kyaa!!!”

Aeria suddenly screaming and Illyna retreating in shock made them look like they were nervous newcomers caught off guard. Watching them panic, stopping whatever they were doing in a fluster, was strangely adorable.

“What’s all this?”

“Umm... Well...”

Davey saw strange restraints lying around, along with something that looked like a drill.

“Were you trying to take me down or something?” Davey asked with a pale face. Illyna scratched her cheek awkwardly, giving a sheepish smile.

“It’s... the heroes... They gave it to us,” she explained.

“Those guys...” Davey muttered, shaking his head. For a moment, he was worried they might have some unusual tastes, but his concern seemed unfounded.

Davey sat down on a nearby chair, still dressed in his gown. He watched Illyna and Aeria, both sitting on their knees with faces flushed red. They were frozen in place, looking embarrassed beyond measure.

‘Well, this is just too good to pass up...’ Davey thought with a smirk.

Picking up a leather restraint, Davey grinned mischievously. “You know, I could put this to good use.”

“Eeock!” Aeria let out a loud hiccup, clearly flustered.

“R-Really...?” she squeaked.

“I’m just kidding,” Davey said. He knew teasing could be fun, but only when the mood was right.

“Are you both alright?” Davey asked calmly, still in his seat.

“Huh?”

“With this current situation.”

Illyna exchanged glances with Aeria before nodding.

“Originally, today was supposed to be Aeria’s day to celebrate the first night with you, not me.”

“I-It’s fine, Illyna!” Aeria said hurriedly.

“Still...”

“Per even said to never place a hierarchy on each other.”

Perserque had emphasized that consideration for each other was essential. That was all Davey needed to hear.

“But... Davey.”

“Hmm?”

“What... What do we do now?” Illyna stammered.

Davey sensed that Illyna wasn’t thinking straight. He let out a sigh, stood up, and picked up an ordinary statue sitting on one side of the room.

Crack!!

Without a word, he smashed it and tossed it out the window. He then turned to the empty corner of the room and glared menacingly.

“Let’s not cross any lines, you bastards. Trying to use aphrodisiac scents? Are you guys insane?” he growled. “That’s how you guys get yourselves on a registered list.”

“Tsk.”

“He’s too discerning.”

“Didn’t I say this guy would catch on?”

“It was our only chance to mess with him forever!”

“Oh, Goddess Freyja, are those lunatics even worthy of being called heroes?” Davey muttered to himself, watching as a few of the so-called heroes began slinking away with disappointment.

“You fucking crazy bastards!!”

Suddenly, Daphne arrived, storming onto the scene. She grabbed the troublemakers hiding in the grass, pulling them out by their ears. “There are limits to what’s acceptable! Do you want me to deal with you myself?!”

“Daphne, ow! You shouldn’t be the one talking about limits!”

“I concur!” one of them cried.

“Q-Quiet!”

Rho Aias soon appeared, effortlessly restraining the miscreants and lifting them into the air with a troubled expression before tossing them aside. Davey could tell that she was quite furious herself.

“Phew...” Davey sighed.

“Just get back to what you were doing, Davey,” Daphne said as she waved her hand and disappeared.

As he heard the screaming fade away, he locked the window and made sure to seal it. He then turned back to Illyna and Aeria. “That was an aphrodisiac scent, probably something Hypocria made. The effect is exactly what you’d expect.”

Illyna shifted uncomfortably, crossing her legs. “Uh... I was wondering why my body felt a little strange...”

“Ugh...”

It didn’t seem like the collapse was caused by the space itself, but rather by the appearance of this monstrous being.

Davey had no clear where it came from, but he knew one thing for sure: it had to be destroyed.

The towering metal giant noticed Davey, then raised an arm high into the sky to draw their sword.

“Blue Ribbon and Red Ribbon.”

In response to his voice, the two telekinetic blades came into his hands. Both swords radiated with terrifying sharpness and Arbit’s power. Davey, however, wasn’t entirely sure how his power affected Blue Ribbon and Red Ribbon yet.

Davey decided to use Red Ribbon first. He lowered the tip of the sword, took a step forward with his left foot, and deflected the giant’s powerful strike.

‘I’m not going to let you die that easily, since you disrupted me and my two wives’ historical night,’ he thought.

[Longsword]

[Cleaving the Heavens]

The sound of ripping echoed as blade energy surged forward.

But something unusual happened.

“Hm?”

Instead of sending the energy flying outward, it materialized immediately in front of him, as though the intermediate step of launching was skipped altogether.

Slice!!

In an instant, Red Ribbon’s authority to slash physical laws ripped through everything within its radius. Davey then realized that her authority had gotten stronger.

He took another look at Red Ribbon in disbelief, now getting the feeling that he had created something incredible.

“...”

* * *

At the same time, the time in the space where Davey existed and the time in reality began to realign. Normally, in this space created by Goddess Freyja, time barely passed compared to the outside world due to her authority and the unique traits of the space.

But now, as the two timelines overlapped, a series of effects began to unfold.

Among those affected were Odin and Dok Gojun.

After the ancient demon beasts had disappeared, sunlight had appeared in the Demon World. The demons that were engaged in restoration efforts thus became even busier—agriculture had become possible for the first time in ages.

Even though they were in a civil war, they couldn’t pass up the new opportunity. As if both sides knew what was best for them collectively, they put a stop to their fight and focused on farming, eager to harvest real crops instead of fake ones.

The demons had no clue what Davey had done, but an enormous amount of energy circulated through the soil, enriching it and ensuring plentiful harvests. For the demons, if the Demon World could become a livable place, there would be no need for bloody battles. They could all thrive instead.

Demon Lord Davey O’Rowane.

He had brought a lot of change, whether good or bad. Despite their cautiousness, fear, and even hatred toward Davey, they couldn’t deny that he was solving their problems more effectively than any Demon Lord before him.

“You have to plant them carefully! That’s the only way they’ll grow strong!” Arita commanded as she cultivated the vast fields with demonic beasts and low-level demons. She was the granddaughter of a Grand Duke and the demon authority in Astaroth.

She was excited at the thought of eating properly steamed potatoes for the first time. Traditionally, meat was a rarity, not vegetables. However, in the Demon World, where plants were more valuable than gold, vegetables were a rarity.

“I hope they grow faster so that I can steam them and eat them with salt...”

The demons, seeing her gulp with her eyes glued to the potato sprouts, worked even harder as if on the same wavelength.

“Alright everyone! Let’s do as much as we can today!”

“Yes!”

The demons responded enthusiastically. Despite the hard work, they were in high spirits. Even Arita grabbed a garden hoe and joined in. Though she was born as an upper class demon who would eventually reign on the demon throne after Astaroth and Liline Orlouge, she was just as unpretentious as the other demons at the moment.

But then, a sudden noise filled the sky. Something came flying before she felt someone push her away.

“Huh?” Alita blinked in confusion.

Boom!!

A massive spear, seemingly hundreds of meters long, slammed into the ground with an earth-shattering crash.

“...”

Arita stared in shock as the nearby demon who had saved her life was crushed beneath the debris.

“Joseph... What... What's happening...?! I’m scared...” she muttered with tears welling in her eyes.

“Miss! Get down!!” another demon shouted.

Another spear came flying.

As Arita dodged the second spear, she looked up, eyes wide with terror. In the distance, an enormous armored giant was slowly approaching.

ChubbyCheeks & FriedNook's Thoughts

Editorb’s Thoughts:

Damn Davey, back at it again with the super suave moves! The man is so charming that he’s even gettin’ gash from Mother Earth on his wedding night ????????

My dear literary patrons, don’t let Davey’s skewed views mislead you: Things like BDSM and bondage aren’t something extremely unusual, something to be ashamed of. You like what you like, and as long as you’re consenting adults it’s all gravy. Different strokes for different folks, as they say.