A Demonic Covenant Reforged in the Ashes

Succubus Tykapu

Working for the Demon King’s side is truly convenient.

This was Ira’s thought. Just imagine, if a noble in the Empire wanted to implement a policy, they first had to deal with disobedient, backstabbing citizens; illiterate serfs who barely understood orders; subordinates who occasionally sabotaged their efforts; and sycophants constantly praising the effectiveness of their policies.

Lastly, there were rival nobles, constantly pressuring them to fail.

Then the policy would likely end up in ruins—either completely forgotten or abandoned without any room for revision.

If not for Yoser’s endorsement at every step, and later, the unconditional support from Isabella after Yoser’s death, Ira would certainly face obstacles everywhere in the Empire.

Though, in the end, Isabella did rebel... for a little while.

...

On the other hand, here in the Demon King’s territory, implementing any ideas was simple. Ira had obedient and loyal monsters with a sense of belonging to the Demon King’s realm, clever and honest little fairies, and a small number of competent colleagues with actual brains.

Having brains was a huge advantage because many nobles didn’t have them. This wasn’t a joke, but a hard-learned lesson from Ira’s years of experience in the Empire.

Knock, knock, knock~

"Ira-sama."

Selina gently knocked on the door, her voice coming from outside. Since she had started calling Ira "sama" recently, she now spoke up, saying, "If possible, could we settle the payment for the fertilizer?"

Yes, Ira had previously provided a recipe and method for making fertilizer...

It was a simple logic, but often, that simple logic was all it took to make things run smoothly.

So, Ira’s information was valuable and deserved compensation.

Even though...

Although it hadn’t been officially stated, Ira had more or less become part of the Demon King’s faction. But even if it were openly stated, rewards were still required, though they’d be called "compensation" in this case and "gifts" in the Empire.

In such matters, if the Emperor favored you, he’d reward you personally or on the court, but if he didn’t want you to rise too much or become the target of envy, he’d send a servant to deliver the gift.

But Satan Leaf probably didn’t think like that and didn’t understand the art of rewarding people.

Therefore, Ira wouldn’t bother thinking about these things, nor would he care. He only hoped that Selina wouldn’t take Vera’s nonsensical talk seriously and bring two loli maids over.

"Come in, the door isn’t locked."

Ira said this as he turned the book he hadn’t finished reading upside down on the table. He looked at Selina, who had entered with a little succubus behind her. The succubus looked cute and appeared to be very respectful.

"..."

Ira had guessed half of it correctly. There was indeed a loli, but only one, not two. Moreover, it wasn’t a maid but one of their own kind.

"Ira-sama, hello."

The small loli greeted him.

When Ira looked at Selina with an inquisitive gaze, she introduced the succubus, saying, "He’s not a reward; he’s your servant… He’s the strongest of the succubus and once killed three goblins in his youth."

COUGH...

Hearing this, Ira nearly couldn’t hold it in. To be honest, his impression of succubi was that they were creatures who used illusions and whips to kill, or spies who used underhanded means to seduce nobles and steal information. The sudden change in how they were portrayed was hard for him to accept.

But this succubus was obviously an oddity among their kind.

"Thank you for your concern, but I don’t need him."

Ira politely declined, shaking his head. He still didn’t think he needed a maid, especially not a small one...

No modern person would be used to someone helping them dress.

The little succubus appeared disappointed.

Selina nodded, understanding, but still smiled and explained, "He won’t interfere with your life. But he can help run errands. For example, last night, you wouldn’t have had to ask if you wanted hot water for a bath."

That was true. Ira had planned to sleep in his clothes last night, but when Selina mentioned it, he realized a bath might be a good idea.

"If you had a dedicated servant, you wouldn’t need to inform Vera when your clothes tear, or seek out the little fairies when you want to send something..."

By the way, the pudding was really delicious.

That seemed reasonable, but...

Ira thought about it for a moment, then shook his head gently, looking apologetically at the little succubus and Selina, saying, "But I’m not used to having a servant around me."

"But I’m a male servant."

The little succubus spoke up, interrupting.

"...?"

Ira blinked, confused.

"Yes, his name is Tykapu, and you can call him Little Tyi. He’s a rare male succubus."

Selina confirmed what the little succubus had said, adding, "Ira-sama doesn’t need to worry about feeling uncomfortable. He’ll stay in the training grounds for battle training, and if you need anything, just give him an order."

Ira looked at the cute and delicate "loli" in front of him. His eyes scanned her beautiful face and the heart-shaped tail of the succubus. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn’t tell that this was a male.

"So, I need to go to the training grounds to find... him?"

Rubbing his brow, Ira asked, his worldview momentarily shaken. He hadn’t even heard of "trap" culture before he crossed over, so this situation was throwing him for a loop.

"No need, that’s no different from not having a servant at all."

Selina?

! Did you misspeak just now?

You were clearly shocked by the appearance and gender of this succubus named Tykapu, weren’t you?

"Little Tyi has mastered [Subplane Travel]."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Ira looked at the little succubus with wide eyes. Although he wasn’t a spellcaster, he knew how difficult it was to perform magic that allowed movement between subplanes. He asked, "Shadow Plane Travel?"

The Shadow Plane was a commonly used subplane. Many assassins and stealth professionals chose to hide in it to avoid harm or remain hidden. People in the main plane couldn’t physically harm those in the Shadow Plane, but magical attacks could still affect them.

"Void Plane Travel."

Selina explained as she understood Tykapu’s abilities, while Tykapu cooperated and activated his ability, causing his body to blur and disappear from the room.

That was impressive.

The Void Plane was another commonly used subplane. Its characteristics were chaotic spatial coordinates and disordered connections. The principle behind teleportation magic was to find overlapping coordinates in the Void Plane and switch them with those in the main plane.

In other words, someone who mastered Void Plane Travel could move from one end of the world to another in an instant, as long as they had enough mana to support it. However, most spellcasters didn’t have the skill or mana to perform such feats.

"Not a learned spell? But a natural gift?"

Ira couldn’t help but feel a bit amazed. "Honestly, having a male servant seems a bit beneath him…"

With such abilities, he could be an unnamed assassin god (though assassins can’t really be famous, it’s too dangerous), yet he was here as a little male servant?