After the Villainess Proposed to Me

Today was a special day.

In the council chamber atop the Full Moon Witch’s palace, more than a dozen distinguished guests had arrived.

Demon Kings from various clans: the Dark Wolf Fenrir Clan, the Cyclops Clan, the Abyssal Tentacle Clan, the Amoeba Clan, and so on.

Only the strongest of each race could be granted the title of Demon King.

These numerous Demon Kings had gathered here for one purpose—to meet the most revered ruler of this territory: the Full Moon Witch!

Today was the day when the kings convened to discuss the state of their territories, plans for future governance of their clans, and the ongoing war against the humans.

“Your Majesty, the mighty Witch, our Fenrir Wolf Clan has birthed three waves of demon beasts this cycle. We’ve launched four invasions into human territories of the Eagle Federation, failing three times, but succeeding once. In that success, we conquered a city-state, and our land has produced a rich harvest of blood…”

At this moment, each clan was reporting their accomplishments and wrongdoings, awaiting rewards or punishment.

Even after shrinking its size, the giant wolf from the Fenrir Clan still stood as tall as a three-story building, humbly crouching not far from the Full Moon Witch’s feet. According to custom, it faithfully reported the events within its clan, awaiting the Witch’s response.

Sitting on the grand throne in the center of the council chamber, Xia Yuanyun crossed her elegantly clad legs in white silk. Her face was dignified and cold, betraying no emotion.

“Your Majesty?”

The giant wolf dared not raise its head. After finishing its report, it waited in silence for the witch’s judgment. But after several agonizing minutes of no response, the wolf couldn’t bear the pressure any longer and finally spoke up, almost collapsing under the tension.

What kind of Fenrir wolf was this? It was clearly like a timid husky.

“Huh? Ah… you… you did well enough. You may withdraw for now.”

Xia Yueyun, still trying to maintain her stern expression, hurriedly waved her hand. Both her voice and her actions were awkward and unnatural.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

However, the relieved Wolf King didn’t care about these details. It quickly bowed its head, thanked her for the great favor, and returned to its seat.

“Xia Yueyun, you can’t keep doing this. You need to pay more attention to what’s happening outside and maintain the illusion. If your subordinates realize what’s really going on, things could get really messy.”

Seated on the central throne was none other than Wu Chen, who held Xia Yuanyun on his lap.

However, in the eyes of the other Demon Kings, they could see nothing of Wu Chen. Instead, they saw the Witch’s cold and majestic expression, maintained by illusion magic.

The real Witch, though, was blushing in Wu Chen’s arms.

“Not… not in front of so many people…”

“If they find out, how can I continue being their ruler?”

Xia Yuanyun’s face was so flushed it seemed like blood might drip from it.

“Hey, do you think I want to play such a thrilling game? The thing is, for this mana restoration spell to work at the beginner level, we need to maintain physical contact for a certain amount of time.”

Wu Chen had thought it wouldn’t be a big deal to hold Xia Yueyun for a few hours—after all, she was a shut-in with not much to do. But who would’ve guessed that today, of all days, was her quarterly Demon King summit?

There was no choice. They couldn’t stop the spell midway, or it would go on cooldown, so he had no option but to carry on.

“Besides, didn’t you say your illusion magic was the strongest and wouldn’t be discovered?”

“It is the strongest, but don’t stir up trouble! If I lose focus, the illusion will fail!”

Xia Yueyun pressed down on Wu Chen’s hands, trying to steady herself.

“It’s not my fault—you’re just too irresistible.”

Wu Chen took the opportunity to flip his hands over and began gently playing with Xia Yueyun’s soft fingers.

“Ah! Stop it, not there! I said no!”

Do you think I’m doing this because I’m lusting after the witch?

Wrong! So wrong!

With countless Demon Kings gathered, this was the perfect opportunity to gather intelligence on the demon race.

Although he had obtained Xia Yuanyun’s body, he couldn’t control her words.

To learn about the workings of the demon race and the current situation with the humans, this assembly was a golden opportunity.

In order to prevent Xia Yuanyun from noticing his investigation and hiding information, he had resorted to this tactic to distract her.

Let her believe he was focused on her body, not the ongoing conflict between the demons and humans!

“Your majesty, recently, the three major human nations have been frequently clashing with the demons at the borders, reclaiming lost territories and shifting to the offensive. Shouldn’t we unite the clans and give them a harsh lesson?”

The Demon King of the Abyssal Tentacle Clan, with countless wriggling tentacles, proposed this suggestion.

“Yes, Your Majesty! Those lowly humans always forget the pain once their wounds have healed!”

“We’ve only held back because the Great Witches were having a tea gathering, and now these humans think we’re easy targets!”

The Minotaur Demon King, with a bull’s head and a massive axe resting on his shoulder, growled in a voice filled with rage.

“Hmm, it’s a good plan… ugh!? This—this plan won’t work.”

The cold-faced Xia Yueyun was about to nod in agreement, but suddenly her expression became hazy, and she shook her head frantically.

“Your majesty? What’s wrong with the plan? Why shouldn’t we carry it out?!”

The Demon Kings were confused and frustrated, but they didn’t dare show any dissatisfaction under the witch’s authority.

How odd, though. Why did her voice sound… strange today?

“Haa… uh, uh, what I mean is… we should refrain from invading the humans for now. Pull back from the borders and consolidate our defenses.”

Xia Yueyun’s face flushed red, and she bit her lip as she reluctantly forced out the words.

“Yes, that’s exactly what you should say, my obedient wife.”

To prevent her from changing her mind again, Wu Chen reached out and gently pinched her delicate tongue, silencing her.

By controlling Xia Yueyun, he effectively gained command over the entire military power of the Full Moon Witch.

With just one sentence, he forced countless battle-hardened demon tribes to retreat, giving human soldiers the opportunity to regroup and counterattack.

The bloody and brutal battles that once raged endlessly suddenly vanished like they had never happened.

Indeed, his plan to subdue the witches was the right one!

Winning without fighting—this is the true strategy.

Wu Ziyue once said: “The lowest strategy is to attack with soldiers, the middle strategy is to win through diplomacy, but the highest strategy is to conquer through marriage!”

“Mmph! You—you’re so despicable!”

After a moment, Wu Chen finally released her soft lips and tongue. Xia Yueyun turned her head, glaring at him with fury in her eyes.

“How is this despicable? I’m human, so of course, I stand with the humans. I’m not some kind of demon sympathizer. To me, the demon race is the enemy!”

“So, I’m your enemy too?”

“You’re my enemy now, but that may change later. Technically, you belong to me now, so we’re already on the same side. Xia Yueyun, if you’re willing to surrender to the humans…”

“Bah! Keep dreaming!”

“Honestly, do you really see yourself as part of this violent, grotesque demon race? Didn’t you once say you wanted to go to Earth? I can take you there.”

“You—you can take me to Earth?”

Xia Yueyun’s eyes lit up with sudden interest.

“Of course I can. If I could come here, naturally, I can return.”

Wu Chen said, full of seriousness, though he was clearly making it up.

“But Earth is human territory. I can’t take an enemy of humanity with me, can I? Don’t you agree?”