Chapter 12
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Charm♡
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“Hngh...”
Ariana bit her lip.
The sharp pain and the metallic taste of blood anchored her fading mind.
‘Snap out of it.’
If she lost her reason while captured by this demon, there’d be no escape.
It was her adventurer’s creed, the one she’d always drilled into Fabre.
Even if a dragon snatched you away, stay sane and you’d live.
If you clung to your wits and endured somehow, a way out would always appear.
That realism had let her conquer dungeons deemed impossible.
And now, her disciple Fabre’s life hung in her hands too.
If she gave up here...
‘We both die.’
So she had to pull herself together, no matter what.
Until she could land that final, decisive blow.
“Biting your own lip to stay conscious, huh?”
The demon’s eyes gleamed.
He leered at her with a grin, like he’d found a fun new toy.
“But I wonder... what happens if I stimulate you directly?”
The demon’s hand slid toward her lower body.
To the place she’d never allowed any man.
Her forbidden zone.
His finger plunged right in.
“Hngh!!”
Blood pooled on her lips.
Her mind went hazy.
She blacked out for a split second.
“Gasp!”
She sucked in a huge breath.
The air rushing into her body jolted her foggy head awake.
“Hngh... haaa.”
She breathed deeper, greedily pulling in more air.
Her senses sharpening bit by bit.
But she didn’t know.
That the air she breathed was thick with potent aphrodisiac gas.
That her body was stewing deeper into arousal with every passing second.
And that the demon knew it all.
No matter how she struggled, a mere adventurer like her couldn’t break free in this state.
“Nggh!”
“What’s wrong? Weren’t you gonna endure?”
Her back arched, toes curling up.
Her ass clenched tight as pussy juices drooled out.
Every time he kneaded her breasts and teased her pussy with those thick fingers...
“Haaaang... hngh!”
Ariana let out pitiful moans.
The demon seemed to relish just toying with her, sticking to fingers alone.
“Eut!!”
Even as she came over and over.
He didn’t mount her.
How long had she marinated in that aphrodisiac gas?
Drool overtook blood on her lips.
Her aroused jaw trembled, saliva spilling freely.
Yet she still glared at the Demon King, hostility unmasked.
‘Even if I’m struggling this hard...’
This demon wasn’t unscathed either.
It’d been a while since he’d entered.
He’d breathed the gas right alongside her, claiming he’d melt her slowly.
No demon could shrug that off.
So...
‘Just endure a little longer...’
“Think you can just outlast it?”
Ariana’s eyes widened at the demon.
“You didn’t seriously think I just waltzed in here, did you?”
“...”
“That this weak gas could affect me? Disappointing. You lack vision.”
She didn’t reply.
Instead, it felt like she was the one being toyed with...
“A decent aphrodisiac just gets me more excited. So you’d better brace yourself.”
“What?”
“You didn’t think this limp dick was all I had, right?”
And the cock that had hung slack until now...
“Ah...”
Rose.
It truly rose.
A rock-hard, scorching pillar propping up a mountain.
“Wha... wha... what?”
It could get this big?
She thought back.
His fingers alone had already dizzied her mind.
If that thing went in...
Dizzying.
Unimaginable.
What would happen?
But escape was impossible.
No matter how she thrashed, she couldn’t slip this demon’s grasp.
“Ugh.”
Still, she had to endure.
Hold on.
That’s when the chance would come.
Whether she ambushed him, or Fabre rose again...
Somehow, an opening would...
“Heok!”
The instant the demon’s massive cock entered her, pressure filled her utterly.
Endure.
Endure.
Endu...
“Heok!”
She blacked out again.
Ariana gasped deeply and came to.
Just a fleeting moment of unconsciousness.
But.
“Hnggggh!”
Her body betrayed her will, limbs flailing wildly on their own.
Looking down at her convulsing form, she bit her lip again.
Blood trickled once more.
Twitch twitch.
Shiver shiver.
Psssh!
Her pussy gushed tides, waves of brutal pleasure surging from her gut up her spine to smash her brain.
“Heuk!!”
Thwack!
Ariana punched the demon’s chest.
But post-orgasm, her fist lacked power—barely a kitten’s massage.
She strained to break free, but couldn’t shake off his burly arms.
“Stop... st-stop...”
A woman’s instinct screamed.
This was bad.
If that thing ravaged her more...
She’d never return.
Even the tearing pain felt like ecstasy now—Ariana sensed it instinctively.
This wasn’t about enduring.
“W-wait... just wait.”
Ariana cried out desperately.
But the demon ignored her.
“You think you have any room to negotiate?”
“P-please forgive me. I swear I won’t come back. I won’t even glance at the dungeon, won’t breathe a word. So...”
“No need.”
The massive demon loomed over her.
“I’d rather you spread some rumors.”
“...?”
“About a dungeon you can’t leave without fucking.”
“Th-that...”
The demon’s overwhelming presence crushed Ariana.
The girl who’d dreamed of being the continent’s top adventurer.
The B-rank who’d cleared A-rank dungeons with ease.
Crushed by mere existence.
The moment his pussy-ruining cock plunged back in.
The instant its tip battered her womb...
“Ooooooh!!!! Oooguh!!”
Ariana’s eyes rolled back.
Mouth gaping, drool pouring.
Tongue lolling, body shuddering.
She couldn’t endure.
No need to.
Why had she even tried?
This felt too good.
Nothing like dungeon conquest thrills.
Aaah.
Lights flashed before her eyes.
No chance to muster mana—she climaxed.
Shattering.
Everything she had.
Her adventurer fame.
Dungeon rush highs.
Others’ views outside.
Her resolve to endure.
Her will to live.
All crumbled by one cock thrust.
[Status Effect Applied]
‘Easier than expected.’
I’d figured a famed adventurer might hold out longer.
Then again.
Enduring would’ve been the anomaly.
An hour steeped in aphrodisiac gas.
Teased relentlessly while inhaling it nonstop.
Then pierced by my cock in that state.
Staying sane would be weirder.
I gripped her waist, lifting and dropping her.
Like jerking off with a giant onahole.
“Hngk! Hnggh!”
I used her body at will.
This was just sex for XP anyway.
No shred of affection left.
Unlike Amy, she didn’t seem to have useful powers.
Just fuck her enough and absorb.
“Hngh! G-good! Hnghut!!”
As if her escape fire had never burned, she spread her legs wide, moaning as I impaled her.
Each thrust forced breath from her lungs—her empty space stabbed full, hacking gasps.
Lifting her breathless form was a sight.
“Aaaah...”
Shaking her ass regretfully, face begging for cock, missing her breath chance.
Thrust again?
“Hnggh!!”
Exhaling in pants.
Oxygen-starved Ariana’s face flushed red, barely breathing.
So I’d hoist her up, forcing air in.
“Haaa.”
Brief mercy.
I wanted to cum too.
“You hogging all the pleasure is selfish, isn’t it? Squeeze your pussy. If you want it better.”
“Yessh! I’ll squeeze. Pussy.”
The sparkling adventurer mentor was gone.
The woman in my hands was just a bitch chasing highs.
Quite the show.
Worth the fuck.
Even clueless virgins turn into pervy sluts soaked in strong gas.
That’s when it happened.
“Let... my master go...!”
Fabre staggered up behind, bloodied sword aimed at me.
Judgment clouded?
Missing the perfect ambush chance.
“Foolish.”
“Let her go... I’ll take Master and leave, so let us...”
“Why would I?”
“What?”
“Think wielding one sword lets you beat me? For real?”
Our power gap was clear.
Even full force, he couldn’t scratch me.
“No reason I can’t... win.”
“Full marks for keeping your wits in this gas. Impressive will. But...”
That’s it.
“You can’t beat me.”
“You bastard!!!”
I twisted toward Fabre charging from behind, sword raised.
Ariana’s naked form naturally shielded me, facing him.
Clang!
He switched trajectories, stabbing the floor.
“No resolve, yet you charge? Too naive.”
“Let... Master go now...”
His eyes burned red.
Rage poured from bloodshot glare.
Despair. Impotence.
Fury at his useless self.
Teeth bared amid tangled emotions.
Such rage helps nothing.
Should’ve thought rationally.
Stats-wise, backstabbing had the highest odds.
Abandoning that? No win possible.
But piling on despair myself would be cruel.
“Ask your master then. Stay here? Or leave with you?”
“Cock... more cock... I’ll squeeze pussy so...”
But she, deep in ultimate Charm♡, wasn’t listening.
[Status Effect Sustained]
“Demon Sir, pussy squeezing more. Hngh! So please...”
“Ariana.”
“Yes, Demon Sir...”
“Want to go back? With your disciple.”
“Disciple...? Fabre?”
A flicker of light returned.
But.
“Don’t need him. This is better. Cock beats dungeon...”
She crumbled fully.
A last spark, but too far gone to revert.
“Master...”
“See? Give up and accept it.”
“I can’t... I won’t!!!”
The moment Fabre gripped his sword and charged...
Crack!
“Gack!”
Yulia appeared, snapping his neck.
Fabre’s face spun 180 degrees.
“Too noisy, no?”
“He dared raise a blade at Demon King. This is merciful.”
“Hm, got it.”
Ariana wailed in my arms.
“De... mon... King? Demon King Sir, gimme cock...”
“Fine. Let’s see how long you last.”
I lifted and dropped her.
Unlike before, Ariana clung tight.
Now she rocked her own hips.
Her disciple—the last mental barrier—forgotten, no reason remained.
Just sex-craving.
“Demon King Sir, kiss... kish...”
Mouth open, tongue out, begging a kiss.
Feeling Charm♡’s power firsthand.
Lips met as I thrust—her tremors intensified tenfold.
“Kiss good. Good. Hnggg!! Kish gonna cum!!! Gggh!”
Her pussy milked me desperately, cock squeezing as thick semen surged from below.
Did she know?
Once this cum shot in, it might devour her whole body.
The moment I unleashed potent semen...
“Gggguuuh!!!!”
My cum absorbed the mana in her body—Ariana passed out cold.
“Oh?”
She didn’t die.
Not like Andy’s dusty end.
Felt her absorbed power boost mine.
XP gain messages flooded, but she lived.
Though her vitality was far weaker now.
“Hm, B-rank means she survives?”
Maybe usable once more.
Hm.
I pondered briefly.
‘Famous adventurer in the human world, right?’
My earlier quip returned.
—Spread rumors of a dungeon you can’t leave without sex.
She could serve perfectly.
Draw not conquest-hungry adventurers, but pervs with dark urges.
Kill the men, fuck the women.
Like now.
“Not bad.”
I stroked unconscious Ariana’s hair.
“You’ve got a job now, Ariana.”
Hearing me in her stupor?
Her body shuddered.