"Hmmm?" The orc king looked up into the air and licked his lips. "I have always wanted to taste a dragonic bitch. I wonder what you girls will sound like when I stick it in!"
Blake's eyes turned cold as he yelled out: "Hey, fat fuck. You will need to pass through me before touching my wives."
"Oh? What are you?" Only now did the orc king really take a good look at Blake. He was not a dragonic, but he was also not of any of the other races. He did not know what this man was.
Blake thought for a moment before grinning and saying. "I am Demon Lord."
"Pfft!" Tina, who was watching from afar, almost spat out a lung from laughing so hard. "He called himself a demon lord! Ahahaha!"
"Why is that so funny?" Josline, who was next to her, asked in confusion.
