Unrivaled Demon's Odyssey

"I am just borrowing this name," Pavel uttered.

Nero raised his brows and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Borrowing? How do you borrow names?"

"Soon after you were sealed, the world fell into chaos. Wars after wars, and they lasted for hundreds of years. Peace was never an option."

"Then one day, when I was fighting against the giants, I met a kid named Chronos."

"Kid?" Nero pondered. "Like a kid as in a kid?"

"Not like that. He was around… 18-19, I guess, but his powers were ominous." After a brief pause, Pavel continued, "So he came to me and asked, 'Do you know someone named Zeus?'. Of course, I didn't say anything, but he said he wanted to meet you."

"I thought maybe he could help me find you and break your seal, so I told him I knew you. Then he said, 'When you meet him the next time, tell him to never cross paths with him. And he asked me to use his name to this moment."

"However, I had never used it once… until now… for some reason."

"Argh!" Nero groaned. "My head hurts after listening to your story. It was so lame and stupid. I guess the Pavel I once knew is truly dead, and now I am talking to a stupid version of him."

"That's harsh!"

"Anyway, let's go back to the inn. We have a lot to catch up to," Nero advised.

When they reached the inn, Nero found Emilia and Sophia arm wrestling, and the people were betting on who would win.

"...." Nero face-palmed himself and sighed.

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'I seriously can't leave these two alone, or they might start a war one day.'

Nero walked to the table where Emilia and Sophia were arm-wrestling and stood there in silence.

They were so consumed in arm-wrestling that they didn't sense or notice Nero.

Emilia was having the upper hand in winning as she was overwhelming Sophia, but as Sophia's hand was about to touch the surface of the table, she miraculously turned the tables on Emilia.

Nero stood there for 10 minutes, but neither Sophia nor Emilia was giving up on the match.

Annoyed, he glanced at Asteria, who was standing beside Nero with an anxious look on her face.

He grabbed her hand and took her to their room upstairs to have some fun, leaving Emilia and Sophia busy in arm-wrestling.

Meanwhile, when the guests at the inn passed by room number 132, they could hear muffled moans coming from the room.

"Wha~ How could they do it during the day?" a woman whispered to another woman as they passed by the room.

Asteria was trying her best to hold her moans, but she couldn't.

"You are being too loud," Nero commented as she thrust his body back and forth.

"But— anh! It feels so good~" Asteria's naked body looked imposing under the red bedsheet, and her orgasmic flushed face turned more and more red as the time passed.

He was grabbing Asteria's waist and pulling her back and forth— as her breasts bounced with every thrust.

"I will stop if you keep moaning like that," Nero teased with a grin on his face.

"That's not fair— ahn! You are asking for imposs— anm! Impossible."

"Okay then; if you stop moaning, I will go faster and harder."

Asteria instantly stopped moaning and murmured, "I will try my best."

"Not so impossible now, eh?" Nero smirked.

"Mnh~!"

Nero couldn't help but chuckle after seeing Asteria's struggling face as she tried her best to hold her moans.

He pulled her up and sat her on his lap; then, he increased his thrusting speed and kissed her on the lips.

After an hour of having fun, Nero and Asteria went downstairs.

Nero hoped Sophia and Emilia would have stopped now, but he underestimated them.

Upon seeing them still arm-wrestling, Nero's face twitched as he rushed to the table in anger and banged his hand on the table, resulting in Sophia winning the match.

However, Emilia didn't care about losing. It had been a long time since she saw Nero's angry face, and she couldn't help but orgasm after thinking about what he would do to her at night and how he would ravage her inside out.

Asteria, on the other hand, was clinging to Nero and hiding behind him.

"Nero, when did you come back?" Emilia asked, as though she genuinely had no idea he had returned more than an hour ago.

Nero raised his brows and glanced at Sophia to hear her excuse, but Sophia simply uttered: "You said you would be back before noon; however, it's not noon yet."

"That's why I used 'before'." Nero sighed and shook his head in disbelief.

He wasn't particularly angry because Emilia and Sophia were fighting again; he was angry because they didn't pay attention to him.

He was simply sulking because he was ignored, although Emilia and Sophia didn't ignore him on purpose.

"Why is it that every time I see you, you act more and more childish?" Rhea commented.

"Oi Pavel!" Nero glared at Pavel and uttered, "Shut your wife, or I will slap you."

"Why me?!" Pavel exclaimed.

"Don't you guys get bored of fighting all day?" Rosemary remarked.

"Oi Arnold!" Nero turned to Arnold and said, "Shut your wife, or I will punch you!"

"You will punch a seven year old? How barbaric," Rhea commented.

"Why is Asteria wearing different clothes than before?" Emilia quipped.

"Because I spilled some white juice inside her," Nero replied.

Rhea raised her brows and opened her mouth to say, "Does that mean what I am—"

"A table for four!" Nero yelled at the waiter.

"Coming up!" the waiter yelled back.

They all joined two tables together and sat as they patiently waited for their order to arrive.

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