Strange as it was to say, Ash felt an inexplicable sense of relief right then.
After all, this was the first time tonight he had known exactly who had entered his Tent. He couldn't not know; there were no other options left.
More importantly, unlike Sword Maiden, the Witch, and Silver Lamp, Ash was completely confident he could drive her off. As long as Ash refused, she had to accept it. She couldn't possibly copy Sword Maiden, the Witch, and Silver Lamp and start playing the piano or quenching on her own.
So should he refuse? After all, she was the only one left... If what Ash had done tonight counted as a crime, then he was already facing the death penalty. Committing one more offense wouldn't make the sentence any heavier.
Ash quickly made up his mind: he had to refuse.
Because she was different from Sword Maiden and the others. In everyone's eyes, she did not like him; she only wanted to "tempt" and dominate him. That was why everyone stayed wary of her as a Demon and watched her as an enemy. It was also precisely because of this that they could barely accept her as a teammate—because Sword Maiden and the others believed Ash's moral baseline would not allow him to fall in love with a Demon, much less a Demon with ulterior motives.
To put it simply, they were confident they could keep a sinister, despicable Demon under control.
But if she became a maid who liked her master, that would be completely different.
For a trash can like Ash, who remembered every bit of kindness others showed him, even if he hated a Demon's evil to the bone, he might still fall for a maid's gentleness. In truth, it wasn't all that serious if