Count Edmund would like to infiltrate the hero's party and find ways to win over the heroines. That would be the most direct way to get access to the goddess fragments. Doing so, of course, had a very big risk. He would be in the company of the hero, who would, as per the games and goddesses dictated, have super holy abilities that could kill him, if the hero discovered he was a demon lord. 

But how? He needed to find ways to manipulate the hero's party in a particular direction, and Edmund sat in his special private room and made a roadmap. He sketched out their path, and then had an aha moment. 

It's not a perfect solution, but it would be doable even with his current abilities. 

Satisfied, he went and checked on Lady Erenia. The lady Kenarias was seated next to a small tea or coffee table, and was dressed in a black nightgown made of high-quality, exceptionally soft and thin cotton. It gave the nightgown a semi-transluscent effect, which only accentuated her curves. 

“I cannot believe the ladies of the court find such obscene attire appealing.” She quipped as she saw Edmund walk through the door. He smiled and sat at the other chair. 

“It is very effective in getting their husband’s affections and attention. It has its origins in the brothels and spread upwards in the recent few years.” Edmund leaned a little closer and admired the lady’s semi-exposed body. He had to admit that Lady Erenia in a see-through nightgown was exceptionally attractive. “It certainly has gotten my attention.”

Lady Erenia blushed. “You are one lecherous old noble.”

“We’re not that different in age, milady. No need to start accusing me of being old.” Edmund responded. The Kenarias lands were slowly calming down, as Edmund’s men moved in to reinforce key positions and introduce new order. 

The proclamation of the land’s succession from the royal house went unopposed, and lady Erenia became the new ‘owner’ of the land, but for now, she would rule from the Natarian province. 

The lady sipped her tea, and then looked at the Count. She used her most stern, professional voice. “Why are you here?”

The Count found it funny that she still struggled to regain control of her authority, and so he laughed. “What do you think?”

“You’re here to talk.”

Edmund laughed some more. “I hear from my informants that your daughter plans to return here to see you. Maybe she’d be more willing to hear me out.”

Edmund could detect Lady Erenia’s heartbeat momentarily skipped, and her body tensed. Her eyes focused on Count Edmund, and then she sighed. She took a moment to compose herself, and leaned closer to Count Edmund. “Leave my daughter out of whatever you have planned.”

“Ooh? And what would I have planned?”

“Whatever schemes you have. Everything.”

“That’s a poor answer from you, Lady Erenia. Besides, I get nothing from that.” 

“What do you want from me?”

Count Edmund laughed, “Last I recall, I already have everything you could give.” 

She frowned. “Leave my daughter out of it.” 

The count made an evil smile, and whispered. “I would consider it, if your performance is what I wish it was.” 

“Anything you wish.” She said, as she stood from her chair, and then knelt in front of him. She began to remove his belt from his pants, and he smiled. 

“Well, keep it up, I like the direction of this.” 

Count Edmund found her exceptionally eager and submissive that night, and he pounded her repeatedly. She orgasmed so many times until she lost consciousness.