Chapter 33
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Dragonkin Knight, Red Dragon Frederike (2)
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"I've spread the rumors everywhere. And look, the village has grown so much."
Ariana chattered on about her experiences wandering the human world and spreading those rumors.
"Human men are all so pathetic, aren't they? I only sucked a little blood, and they withered up and died. They just don't have the overwhelming stamina like you, Demon King."
She clung tightly to me, her endless prattle showing no signs of stopping. It was like she was making up for all the gossip she couldn't share while she was out of the dungeon.
Is this all the effect of Charm♡?
Her obsession with me was intense.
"You've changed a lot."
"I worked hard to become a woman worthy of you, Demon King. What do you think?"
The adventurous Ariana with goggles on her head and brown hair whipping in the wind was completely gone.
The freckles from repeated adventures under the harsh sun had vanished entirely, replaced by glowing, pale white skin.
Her slightly protruding buckteeth were gone too, swapped for neat, even teeth.
Or rather, in their place?
Her canines were sharper than a normal human's, protruding like fangs.
Her hands, roughened and calloused from dungeon conquests and injuries, were now smooth and soft, the calluses mostly gone.
Of course, faint traces still lingered here and there.
Overall, she was even more beautiful than before.
What was the word?
She'd transformed in a way that was perfectly alluring to the senses.
"Don't you want to go on dungeon adventures anymore?"
"They're no fun. Not like that."
She pouted her lips.
"But didn't you love it back then?"
"That was ages ago. Back in my naive, clueless youth."
"Isn't that why we met?"
"It was my one redeeming quality. If I hadn't met you, Demon King, I'd never have known. That there's something way more fun than dungeons."
Ariana loosened her collar slightly, putting on a seductive display.
Her cleavage came into view, filling my sight with more pale flesh.
"Do you like this style, Demon King?"
"I don't hate it."
"Phew, good. I was worried you might not."
She'd ditched the goggles long ago and shed her adventurer's jacket entirely, now wearing a more feminine skirt.
Even the bold, challenging glint in her eyes—the fiery passion for exploration—had faded from her face.
"Still, I liked your old adventurer style too."
It felt more like the real Ariana.
"If that's what you want, Demon King, I'll change back right away!"
Her passion was just channeling differently now.
"Just keep it like this."
I traced the faint calluses left on her palm.
Proof she'd once been an adventurer.
Proof she'd been human before becoming a half-vampire.
This was just right.
"Yes, got it."
I checked her status.
A half-vampire, huh.
Her race had changed entirely from human adventurer.
Amy was ambiguous as a human too.
'Quest for the Demon King'—a new skill?
Maybe from Charm♡'s effects.
I couldn't tell.
I gently stroked Ariana's cheek.
A subordinate who carried out orders perfectly deserved a reward.
Make rewards and punishments clear, like a proper leader.
"Nngh..."
She purred like a cat.
As she closed her eyes and let out soft moans under my touch, Yulia stood before me with her head bowed.
"Yulia."
"Yes, Demon King."
"I need to relieve some built-up lust."
I lightly dismissed her.
My social standing and pride wouldn't allow me to mate in front of someone who couldn't join.
"Understood, Demon King."
Yulia bowed and withdrew.
"Lust... Demon King..."
Had I pulled the trigger?
Ariana's eyes sparkled.
"You've worked hard, so time for your reward."
"R-Re...ward..."
To her now, this was the reward.
With my left hand, I undid her collar.
Pain shot through me, but I endured.
Her white, soft shoulder curved into view.
Ariana, who moments ago had been glued to me chattering away, now blushed shyly and fell silent, as if embarrassed.
"Your hands are idle."
"Ah, yes!"
Ariana started undressing me too.
Not that I had much on.
Just a patient gown.
"The bandages... Are you hurt, Demon King?"
"Ran into a tough opponent."
"Ah..."
She gazed sadly at the bandages on my shoulder and right arm.
Then she lowered her head, pressing her lips to the bandage on my left shoulder.
"Ngh..."
"I'm sorry, Demon King."
Bite!
"Eek!"
Ariana bit her own lip hard, letting her blood drip onto the bandage on my shoulder.
"What are you doing?"
"Vampire blood has regenerative properties. Not as good as healing magic, but it'll boost your recovery."
Before she finished, blood trickled from her lip down her chin, soaking the bandage.
The bright red stain vanished into my body like it was absorbed.
A small surge of energy filled me.
Just as she said, my recovery was picking up.
"Nngh!"
She bit her lip again, dripping blood onto the bandage on my right arm this time.
I watched.
"..."
"Haa, haa... If this helps you recover even a little sooner..."
As she went for another bite, I slipped my finger into her mouth.
"Mahwings?"
Her eyes widened in surprise as my index finger entered.
"That's enough. It worked plenty."
"Buh buh ih worhs foh mahwings."
Her tongue tickled my finger as she mumbled around it.
This wasn't bad either.
"But I won't let a subordinate hurt herself."
"Mahwings..."
I pulled my finger out. She stuck out her tongue longingly, eyes full of pitiful longing.
I licked the bright red droplet of blood from her chin with my lips.
"Eek!"
"You need to stop the bleeding, right?"
I lapped up the two trails down her chin, then lightly flicked my tongue over the fresh bite on her lip.
"Nngh..."
Was it a moan of pain or pleasure? Ariana parted her lips, tongue out.
Her neat teeth gleamed, fangs peeking slightly.
I took her tongue like a suck, slowly.
And kissed Ariana.
"Mmmph..."
The kiss with Ariana tasted of iron.
"Demon King, let me undress you the rest of the way. Your arm hurts, so bear with me today."
Ariana stripped herself, then tugged off my last layer—my underwear.
"Haaa... Demon King's huge cock..."
She stroked it with her hand.
Her touch, with its faint calluses, felt a bit clumsy.
"You'll need practice."
"I'm trying."
Her hands were hurt, but her mouth was fine.
I kissed her nape as she fondled me.
"Ngh!"
"Focus. Don't get distracted."
"Y-Yes, got it."
Ariana clenched her teeth, stroking my cock steadily.
Just licking her nape and sucking her breast lightly had her trembling in pleasure.
Our mutual caresses grew thicker, until Ariana, ass soaked and raised, guided my cock inside her.
Her honest pussy clenched eagerly, welcoming me easily. I felt her fully.
"Haaang! Demon Kiiing!! Give me your cum! Reward me with your thick, delicious semen—better than any human blood! Demon Kiiiing!!"
I felt a sharp glare from somewhere, but ignored it.
"Haaaang! Hyaaah!!! Hiyaaaang!!"
Ariana's moans from the Demon King's chambers pierced Yulia's ears.
"Haa."
She was pissed.
Ariana's moans grew louder, as if deliberately for her to hear. Annoying.
And seeing the Demon King personally give himself to that vulgar half-vampire—who'd been human until recently—made her furious.
His semen wasn't for a pussy like that.
'Should've used my hand at least.'
Now that the Demon King had absorbed the powers of the holy knight, priestess, mage, and even the Lord of Dibel Forest, her hand could've handled it.
If she'd jerked him off, she could've relieved that pent-up lust.
'But a succubus's pride won't allow it.'
Troublesome.
Even for the Demon King, taking essence by hand instead of inside? Unacceptable.
She'd rather die than let his cock into a pussy...
'What am I thinking?'
She shook her head to clear the thoughts.
But her heart stayed heavy.
Yulia knew the root: envy.
Not simple jealousy from lack of affection.
'Just envy from failing my role.'
Succubi were born to serve the Demon King.
But the cost of that service was high.
A succubus pussy naturally absorbed male essence, so the Demon King—who hadn't fully regained his power—couldn't afford it yet.
Because he was the Demon King. Because she was a succubus.
That was their biological rhythm.
'I want to do it too.'
But not based on human-like love.
Of course, his recent reliable, dignified demeanor had caught her eye sometimes.
But he was still just the Demon King she had to serve—nothing more, nothing less.
At least, that's how it should be.
'Why am I so irritated?'
It bugged her too much to dismiss.
'Just instinct.'
A succubus's.
She retreated to where the sounds wouldn't reach.
"Village chief... Hic, your cock was too amazing. I want more..."
The widow trembled, rubbing her breasts against the chief's body. Now she shook her hips herself, pressing her pussy to his groin.
"That good, huh?"
"Yes... Even better than my late husband..."
"Kuhuhu, you must've been starving for a real man."
"Ch-Chief, you're so mean."
The chief thought as he fucked the widow, who now moved like a whore.
'What a great one.'
His wrinkled old cock, which he thought wouldn't rise again, stood firm.
He'd rediscovered long-forgotten lust.
And it was several times bigger than his original.
Bigger than the village youth famous for his size.
The cock he'd given up on had risen, making him a man again.
'Youth, he said.'
Meaning.
If he served Him loyally.
He could reclaim lost youth.
Watching the widow grind her hips made his mouth water.
With youth, he could fuck not just village beauties, but visiting female adventurers too.
"Kuhuhuhu. I'll go to Him at once, my personal god."
The village chief, who'd never believed in gods, now believed one had descended for him.