Chapter 36
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Dragonkin Knight, Red Dragon Frederike (Complete)
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"How dare you. How dare you! Do you really think a wretch like you can claim my body?!"
Even unconscious, she hadn't lost all her strength.
Frederike summoned the innate power of her dragonkin blood.
A blaze hotter than volcanic lava surged into her arms and legs.
The thick shackles melted away effortlessly in the heat.
Clang!
"I will never yield my body to the likes of you!"
Hoo?
Heat strong enough to melt iron.
No wonder she could go toe-to-toe with that max-level bunny.
As I marveled inwardly, it all made sense why a new quest had popped up when I kidnapped her and brought her to the dungeon.
[Claim Special Adventurer Frederike]
📍 Method: Make her fully acknowledge you.
🎁 Success: Special A-Grade Frederike joins your party.
No system window like this had appeared with other adventurers.
Guess that's what being a mid-to-early game boss adventurer gets you.
Special treatment, for sure.
'Looks like Frederike can't be won with just sex.'
That "acknowledge" in the system prompt.
Probably the key to taming her.
As the shackles melted, the clothes wrapped around her body burned away completely.
Her firm muscles and matching ample breasts were fully exposed.
But did she have no shame?
Frederike ignored it all and assumed a combat stance.
"You dare try to humiliate me? I'll kill you! I'll tear you apart!"
She growled, radiating energy, her sharp eyes glaring daggers at me.
A murderous gaze that promised to rip me to shreds right then and there.
But I wasn't weak enough to fear an opponent I'd already beaten once.
'Though that was just landing the finishing blow on her weakened state.'
A win's a win.
Thanks to it, I'd racked up some fame points. Even just stripping her clothes a bit had given me a trickle of EXP.
"The defeated submit to the victor. Isn't that the law of dragonkin warriors?"
"Bullshit. Finishing off a weakened me at the end doesn't make it a proper duel where winner and loser are decided!"
"Hmm."
Fair enough, then.
"Let's fight right now."
"What?"
I eyed her now completely naked form.
Her pale skin was flushed red from the heat she'd just unleashed.
Even her nipples seemed slightly perked up.
"Wouldn't be fair if I were the only one armed."
I set Arubis down on the floor.
"Fair and square. That's your motto, right?"
I didn't buy into dragonkin ideas of "fair and square." Born with overwhelming physical advantages, they fight only with their brute strength—like an adult arm-wrestling kids.
Ridiculous claim, but that's exactly why crushing them felt so satisfying.
What face would she make when beaten at her own specialty?
I was looking forward to seeing that proud warrior's spirit break.
I stood before her without a stitch of clothing, just like her.
I could feel Frederike's gaze flick downward briefly before snapping back up.
"Then let's have at it."
"I won't hold back. Hraaah!"
A massive fireball came roaring at me.
Boom!
Our powers clashed.
"Gah!"
Frederike was sent flying.
She wasn't in any shape to withstand it yet.
At least, not in her current condition.
'Might've been tough if she were at full strength.'
My wrist throbbed.
Even though she wasn't at 100%, it had taken real effort.
I was curious just how strong she'd be at peak form.
I shook out my wrist and looked down at Frederike sprawled on the floor.
"I-I can't accept it! I won't!"
Even though her back gave out and she couldn't stand properly, she desperately denied the result.
"Can't accept it?"
"That's right! I was injured and exhausted, while you were fresh as could be! Of course I'd lose! This fight was unfair! Dishonorable!"
"Tch."
I'd figured as much.
Battle maniacs were always like this.
A 100% fair and square fight.
I didn't prefer that style.
To win, I'd do whatever it took—that was my creed.
Especially since strategy was everything in games.
I enjoyed hunting down "cowardly" or "clever" methods others overlooked.
But if this was the way to conquer her, then so be it.
A figure from an old book I'd read came to mind.
Shu Kingdom's prime minister Zhuge Liang had fully subdued the southern barbarian leader Meng Huo by capturing and releasing him seven times.
The Seven Captures and Seven Releases.
Perfect match for the situation.
Brutal dragonkin who worshipped raw power, and smart, cunning me.
Who wouldn't see Meng Huo and Zhuge Liang here?
"Fine. Got it."
"What?"
"Amy."
I called out to Amy, still basking in the afterglow on the bed.
"Y-yes, Demon King...?"
Her voice trembled.
Still not fully settled down, huh.
"Go fetch Rebecca. She needs healing too."
"Y-yes, sir..."
Fully recovered by my semen, Amy staggered out the door.
Boosting my power, healing my minions' wounds.
No wonder studies say sex is good for your health.
"W-what are you doing?!"
Frederike bellowed.
"You said it wasn't honorable. So I'm calling off the fight."
"Wh-what?!"
"Oh, right. Haven't tended to you yet."
Clap clap.
The door opened, and a goblin entered as I applauded.
"G-goblin?"
"It wouldn't be right to fight someone injured, exhausted, and hungry. You'll get plenty of food and rest to recover fully."
"...Are you sane?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Letting me go without killing me here... If I'm at 100%, then for you..."
"Think what you want. Even at full strength, I'm confident I'd win."
"Grr..."
"No fun killing someone who won't admit defeat. Go on."
"..."
Frederike fell silent.
"Oh, and put some clothes on. Those huge tits are distracting."
Frederike's face flushed with humiliation.
I jerked my chin toward the goblin, ignoring her.
"This way. Keruk!"
"..."
Frederike followed the goblin silently.
Any funny business here meant death.
For whatever reason, the Demon King had decided to spare her—so she had to make the most of it.
A talking goblin, though.
This place really was different.
'This is my chance.'
If she could scout their depths and report back to the kingdom.
Or better yet, regain 100% strength and slay the Demon King.
'I could claim glory beyond a knight's limits for dragonkin.'
The issue was winning.
Frederike's eyes gleamed brighter than ever.
"Sniff sniff... The Demon King's scent..."
Rebecca entered my room, the mask I'd given her shattered, her cheek's inverted pentagram tattoo fully visible.
The moment she stepped in, she sniffed the air greedily, eyes closed in bliss.
"Haaah."
Her body went limp.
"Come here."
"Ah, Demon King..."
Her injured arm was splinted tightly by the goblins.
Pain from the wound still lingered; she winced and bit her lip as she approached.
"You summoned me?"
"Yes. You performed your mission well."
"No, I failed by coming back with my tail between my legs. I'm sorry."
She bowed her head, her face crumpling miserably.
Crushed by guilt over the unfinished mission.
But a good lord forgives a single mistake with grace.
Especially a villain boss.
'Remold your worthless minions through repeated chances to grow—that's the way.'
The villains in my favorite anime and dramas always did that.
Movies? Maybe they just killed them off—two hours doesn't leave time for second chances.
"Enough. It happened because of my orders, and even I didn't anticipate Frederike. Your fault is mine. Don't dwell on it."
Her mission had succeeded easily at first.
The bishop was dead, and the loose ends that could spread back here were severed.
Good girls deserve praise.
Rebecca's eyes reddened.
Her voice trembled as she swore through barely contained tears.
"I won't disappoint you next time."
I had separate business with Rebecca.
Tracing the inverted pentagram on her cheek, I asked.
"Looks like Frederike did something to you. What did you see? Tell me."
"Hnnnght."
Each stroke over the scar made Rebecca's eyes grow hazier.
Dazed gaze, lips parting effortlessly as her tongue slipped out.
She instinctively tried to lick my finger but snapped to and answered.
"When that woman spoke those strange words, it felt like the world flipped. Day became night, sky turned to earth, justice and evil swapped places..."
"I see."
Dragon tongue.
As descendants of dragons, some dragonkin with strong draconic blood could wield dragons' unique magic: dragon tongue spells.
'Frederike can use dragon tongue.'
If I could make her mine, it'd be a huge boon.
"And how did it feel?"
"Unpleasant emotions surged up. Like she was tampering with my thoughts..."
"I see."
Frederike must've been trying to reset Rebecca's mind.
Interesting.
Even an incomplete spell had deeply eroded Rebecca's psyche.
"Demon King..."
She still looked at me with faint fear.
"Are you afraid of me?"
"Right now... a little."
"Really?"
I stripped Rebecca of her armor.
Ignoring her flinch, I slowly caressed her body.
"Haaah, Demon Kiiing..."
She bared herself willingly, trembling under my tongue and hands.
"Hnnnguuuh!!! I-I'm cummiiing! Demon King..."
Her soft breasts rippled like waves.
Each time Rebecca climaxed,
the holy light that had flickered back in her eyes began to fade away.
"Haaaaah! A-again, I'm cuuummiiing!!!!"