BECOMING THE DEMON KING

ARCHIERY FIELD

They were multiple women that were busy practicing their aim as they fired arrows across the target boards that were on the other side of the field.

Chris and his friend were both sitting down on a bench at the side of the field as they watched the beautiful women shoot arrows.

"All these women are so cute, but some of them look three years younger than us," Desmond said in a low tone.

"Women their age are the prettiest; their bodies and minds are pure," Chris replied in a calm, nonchalant tone. With the expression on his face, it was like he doesn’t want to be there with Desmond atall.

"But still, I wish I could date a young girl like that," Desmond said.

"Listen, if you would be willing to die in order to sleep with one of these younger babes, I could make one of them fall head over heels for you," Chris replied.

"Seriously?" Desmond asked in confusion. He was wondering how that could even be possible for Chris to do.

"But there is a catch; you will definitely die for real after the