He wanted to spend some time alone after spending the night with Yumiko and Erika. To his surprise, they just wanted him to cuddle with them and spend the night.
'Well, it was a pleasant chance to recharge myself.'
"Hmm?"
A flutter of leaves and a powerful magical aura cut through the air in the distance—from the monster's growls and loud noises. It appeared someone was fighting.
Asmodeus ran towards the place where he felt the disturbance—using the trees to boost himself, he arrived at the spot where a group of goblins was fighting a woman.
'Goblins... and it seems like they are evolved ones.'
The goblin warriors had a height of two meters, and their muscular bodies could rival an Olympic weightlifter. But what stood out was the fact that each of them had a unique appearance.
Their skin colours were different from the usual green, and they had different sizes and shapes. However, what was most noticeable was the horn on their heads. However, maybe it was due to him being the king of demons now, but Asmodeus knew their races and titles just looking.
[Goblin Champion Lv.30]
[Goblin Commander Lv.25]
The blue-skinned commander seemed to obey the red-skinned champion with a huge black horn growing from its forehead. Yet, the interesting sight for Asmodeus was the maiden standing with her back to him, fighting them. Dozens of goblins lay dead, but the only weapon the lady used was her fists.
'I recognised that figure... those wide hips with such a tight waist.'
"Phew... Here I come, goblin trash." With a deep sigh, she lowered her hips and took a stance before speaking to the goblins. Her voice was elegant yet carried a fierce and rough tone—the sound reminded Asmodeus of Alan for a moment, and then they realised why she looked familiar.
It was Alice.
"Keke, human female, I will break you!"
"Kuku, killing our brothers, you must pay!"
The two leaders growled while the weaker blue goblins seemed to be goblin knights. Asmodeus, however, no longer cared about the goblins. Instead, he found himself unable to look away from Alice and her martial arts. That was the style his mother created, not the one he was teaching his lovers.
'I noticed Velvet using parts of this style in the past, but I never thought Alice could use it to this degree...'
Asmodeus hopped onto a nearby tree branch, leaning against the sweet-scented Moka trunk to observe her fighting the goblins.
***
Alice felt her muscles aching from using them for the first time in a while. At first, she wanted to avoid fighting because her curse was unlike Velvet, or Liana's. However, the Duchess of Grigor loved to fight, even if she knew her curse would rapidly activate the moment she tried to grow stronger.
A black mist spread, a powerful magic-like thin thread slowly unravelled and bound her body the longer she fought or tried to use her body in intense moments.
'Ah... this feeling of crushing enemies is exhilarating.'
But she loved fighting; ever since she was born, there was knowledge about martial arts in her mind. The images in her head constantly improved the more she used them.
When she was younger, the form carried various weak spots, and Alice could easily see the flaws in her fighting. Yet, as the images in her head grew clearer, her fighting form grew stronger and more refined.
'These fucking goblins are strong! I am so happy~ more, let me fight more!'
The goblin champion was shocked. It had just witnessed its subordinate get killed with a single punch, and the surrounding goblins were also dead.
"You demon! Betray own kind?!"
He looked at the goblin with a shrug of his shoulders, turning to Alice. "Now you do it."
"Eh...?"
Asmodeus' hand grabbed Alice's waist, moving her body and positioning it correctly, causing her to blush. "Try to relax. It's hard to explain, but you need to connect your muscles with your bones. Don't think about them as separate entities."
Alice felt her heart beat faster and faster, and her breathing was erratic. It was nothing like when he usually tried to flirt with her. She could only focus on Asmodeus, who was now behind her, whispering in her ear. His voice sounded calm, but the whispers sent shivers down her spine.
"You dare play with a human woman?! I kill you!"
Angry that he ignored the champion, it rushed forward. Yet, before Alice could react, Asmodeus pushed her to face the goblin and held her fist. Her body moved on instinct, following Asmodeus' guidance and mimicking the previous action.
'I can feel his aura and mana... flowing into my body... guiding me. It feels strange, and my curse is unravelling!'
Alice felt her body moving, her hips and legs twisting to deliver a powerful blow, and in the next moment. The goblin's face twisted in agony. Unlike Asmodeus, she used her elbow to hit the goblin's chin. The uppercut caused its head to fly off its neck, and Alice's fist shook from the impact.
'So... this is the feeling of that image in my mind... the flow of energy and the connection between muscles and bones...'
"Haa...haa... I can't calm down... More..."
Alice looked exhausted, yet it was the opposite. She spoke with a passionate and fiery voice, her eyes dazed by the effect of her curse being shattered, making her body burn with strange feelings.
"Fight me!" Her leg extended like a cobra, striking at Asmodeus, but he only gave a faint smile, easily deflecting and flipping Alice on her back with his hands.
"I'd love to."
Asmodeus held Alice in his arms, carrying her on his shoulder like a bag of rice. She didn't know where they were, but the atmosphere felt different. Asmodeus seemed to have taken her to a hidden area in the forest—the sound of a rushing waterfall and the scent of Moka trees filled the air.
"Hurry and wake up. You smell bad." He joked, tossing her bruised and bloody body into the water with a loud splash.
"Kyaa?!"
It was the first time Alice actually made a feminine sound, her tough and icy face, a muscular body covered in scars from her training. When he first met Alice, Asmodeus felt she was like a wolverine in noble clothing. After fighting for two hours, he realised it was true.
"Ubu.... damn you! Wait?! Who smells bad? Fucker get down here!"
She was nothing like a noble, and the slightly rough side of Vinea and Velvet clearly came from this woman. He could only smirk as she almost drowned while floundering in the river.
'It seems that her curse is quite masochistic. Though... she was born with an amazing body.'
Alice finally began to recover, her narrow eyes filled with an icy glint.
She crossed her arms beneath her chest, revealing her muscular figure. A body designed for combat and seduction with her bountiful chest exposed after unwrapping the cloth that bound it.
"What are you looking at? I am not like Velvet. Hurry and get washed so we can fight again!"
However, she seemed to hate losing to him.