My Wives are Beautiful Demons-Chapter 296: I’m stronger.

"You've gotten stronger," Katharina commented with a smile, blocking Ada's blow firmly.

"I've been training hard," Ada replied, smiling back before spinning in the air and delivering a kick that launched Katharina away.

The redhead landed on her feet, sliding a few meters across the stone floor before coming to a stop. She laughed softly, her eyes shining with excitement.

"Since we started training together again, we've already reached the level of a demonic A-Rank. It's impressive... but at the same time, a little disappointing. We are heirs, after all."

She took a deep breath, adjusting her posture. "But we've also had a lot of freedom. Perhaps too much."

Ada took up her combat stance again, her feet firmly on the ground. Her gaze was now more serious, almost melancholy.

"Our mothers are real monsters on the battlefield... but they didn't want us to inherit their burdens. That's why they gave us choices. They gave us freedom."

She clenched her fists, feeling the heat of frustration rise through her veins.

"But that freedom also came at a price. We grew up too weak compared to them..."

And then, almost in a whisper full of sincerity, "...and Vergil likes strong women."

The ground shook as Ada advanced, exchanging swift punches with Katharina. Each impact made the air vibrate, the metallic echoes of colliding gauntlets filling the training ground.

Katharina dodged a straight right and countered with a left hook. "It's strange, you know? Seeing my mother... giving herself to him more and more."

Ada blocked the blow with her forearm, her eyes narrowing. "It's not just strange. It's uncomfortable." She turned her body, landing a kick to the side of Katharina, who was pushed back a few meters.

"They were legends. Untouchable. Now... they look so human next to him." Katharina spat blood and laughed contemptuously, wiping the corner of her mouth. "My mother always said that love was a weakness. Now look at her... smiling like a schoolgirl whenever he enters the room."

Ada stepped forward again, her fists like lightning. "Mine... had sex with him before me." The last word came out like poison between her teeth. "Before me, Katharina. Do you understand that?"

Katharina tried to block, but the punch went through her guard, hitting her stomach and making her bend over for a second.

"She didn't even try to hide it. And when I faced her... she just said 'it was inevitable'. As if it was natural. As if it was right." Ada snarled, anger dancing in her gaze as she pushed Katharina against the stone wall.

"It's not right," Katharina muttered, catching her breath and striking back with a brutal knee to Ada's jaw. "They should protect us from it. Not put us in its shadow."

Ada staggered, wiping the blood from her lip with the back of her hand. "Maybe... maybe deep down they've surrendered too. Because they know we won't be able to beat him."

Silence fell between the two for a moment, heavy as lead.

"You're so dramatic..."

The voice came from the side, relaxed, too disinterested for the weight of the conversation. Katharina and Ada turned around, still panting from the intense exchange of blows.

Sitting on a nearby stone bench, legs crossed and cell phone in hand, Roxanne scrolled her finger across the screen while examining a delivery app. From the concentrated look on her face, she was probably looking for desserts.

"Roxanne..." Katharina muttered, frowning.

"My mother hasn't had sex with our husband yet," Roxanne said casually, as if commenting on the mood. "But honestly? She didn't try to stop anything either. She didn't even feign resistance. She just gave that 'enjoy yourselves' smile and went about her business."

Ada clenched her fists, still breathing heavily. "So you feel this... frustration too?"

Roxanne shrugged, pausing for a moment to click on some dessert. "Not frustration. Disgust, perhaps? Look at the situation: we're heirs to legendary women, forged in blood and glory... and now, it seems we're all in a collection of Vergil's girls."

She turned her cell phone to the two of them, showing them a fruit tart absurdly covered in whipped cream. "What do you think? This one or the cheesecake with strawberry syrup?"

"That's serious, Roxanne!" Katharina growled, irritated by the blasé attitude.

"Of course it's serious." Roxanne sighed, finally looking at them with her almost supernatural eyes. "But if we let ourselves be consumed by it... then we're lost. He's dangerous, you know that. Charming, yes. Almost irresistible? Of course. But deep down... he's a predator."

Ada narrowed her eyes in silent agreement.

Roxanne smiled, scrolling back down the screen. "So either we become something to live up to, or we end up like our mothers: another line in his diary of conquests."

She paused, then murmured: "...And you know he'll keep hunting."

"..." Ada and Katharina looked at Roxanne with confused expressions. An unspoken question crossed their minds at the same time: "Since when did she get like this?"

"Hey, Roxanne..." Katharina began, trying to pull the thread of a more... sensible conversation.

But Roxanne suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide and her voice brimming with indignation:

"WHAT THE FUCK, GUY!"

They both almost recoiled at the sudden shout.

"When we were finally going to have sex, when EVERYTHING was perfect, it had to go to shit! Zex, Iridia, an explosion, a bloody shower of blood or whatever!" She started gesticulating frantically, her hair disheveled as she ran her hands over her head, completely out of her mind. "I JUST WANTED HIS COCK DESTROYING ME FOR A WEEK, THAT'S ALL! ONE WEEK OF HAPPY DEATH, HOW HARD IS THAT?"

Silence. A bird chirped in the distance. Maybe even he was judging.

"Ah..." Ada sighed, exhausted, wiping her hand across her face.

"She's making a scene," Katharina said, looking at Ada with an expression of pure boredom. "And I thought she was finally having a serious moment..."

"I WAS!" Roxanne replied, offended. "But carnal disappointment is a pain that transcends time and space, you wouldn't understand!"

"It transcends dignity too, apparently," Ada retorted, crossing her arms.

"You're cruel," Roxanne grumbled, returning her gaze to her cell phone as if it were her only ally in this cold and unfair world.

She slid her finger across the screen casually, sighing as if she hadn't just caused an emotional earthquake.

"But it's okay. I'm still ahead of you two in strength, so I can live with that."

Silence.

The sound of the wind ceased. Even the birds seemed to fall silent at the blasphemy.

Katharina and Ada froze for a second. Their eyes slowly turned to Roxanne, as if they had just heard a demon insult their mothers - which, ironically, would be less offensive.

What did she say?

The two of them had been training incessantly for months - sweat, blood, daily beatings. Meanwhile, Roxanne... well, she spent her days eating sweets, sleeping in unlikely places and posting photos of desserts on social media.

And now... now... she had the audacity to say she was in front of them?

Ada and Katharina's auras began to rise like furious tides, covering the training ground with a suffocating pressure.

Both began to approach Roxanne slowly, like predators about to bite.

"What did you say?" Ada asked, her voice low and fraught with tension.

"Say it again... you lazy fuck," Katharina snarled, her eyes blazing with fury. "Say it out loud, just so I'm sure I heard you right."

Roxanne just glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, still focused on her cell phone.

"Hey, you guys have great ears, don't you? Why repeat?"

She gave a little smile. Arrogant. Provocative. Suicidal.

"She wants to die," Ada muttered.

"Today," Katharina added, already snapping her fingers.

The tension in the air seemed on the verge of exploding - until Roxanne sighed, like someone losing patience with two tantruming children.

She finally took her eyes off her cell phone and slowly raised her head.

Her eyes glowed for a moment - a deep, almost hypnotic tone - and, with a simple gesture of her hand, like a dust blower, she released an invisible gust of wind.

WHOOOM!

The impact was immediate. Ada and Katharina's furious auras were completely nullified, dissipated like smoke in the face of a hurricane.

The two didn't even have time to react.

A second later, they were both on the ground, on all fours, with their faces pressed into the earth and their asses puffed out, perfectly aligned as if they had rehearsed a humiliating choreography.

"Ugh... what... was that...?" Ada groaned, trying to get up, but her legs simply wouldn't respond.

"My back has turned to clay..." Katharina muttered, her voice slurred.

Roxanne took a bite of a sweet that magically appeared in the palm of her hand - perhaps conjured, perhaps taken from the dimensional pocket where she keeps treats - and murmured with a calm smile:

"I told you I was ahead. You wanted to test it out."

She went back to casually fiddling with her cell phone, as if nothing had happened, while Ada and Katharina were still trembling on the floor, overcome by a breath and a rude phrase.

"Bastard..." Ada muttered.

"That bitch is stealing the show," Katharina added.

Roxanne just raised a finger in the air, without even looking.

"Shhh. I'm choosing dessert. Priorities." She said

"How are you... so... strong..." Katharina murmured, still regenerating as she wiped the dust from her face.

Roxanne shrugged, without taking her eyes off her cell phone. "Hm? Oh, that? Well... I've always been stronger than you two. I just don't have the patience to train all the time. Relaxing also requires power, you know? Only those who are already strong can afford to be lazy."

"You took a beating from your father," Ada retorted as she stood up with a slap on her back.

Roxanne arched an eyebrow, with a half-smile. "Oh, right. Try fighting one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The strongest, by the way: the Horseman of Death. Go on, then tell me what it was like to wake up in ten different pieces."

She pointed to her own head with her index finger. "Do you think it's just genetics? No, dear. It's trauma, it's hell, it's survival. This here," she tapped her temple lightly, "is the real training."

Katharina grumbled as she stretched painfully. "Arrogant bastard..."

Roxanne finally looked at the two of them, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "With you? I can be. Because guess what? I'm stronger."

She went back to fiddling with her cell phone, humming softly as she slid her finger across the screen.

"Besides...," she added with a smug smile, "my strawberry ice cream is on the way. Priorities."