Chapter 45
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: Kingdom Mages Rayleigh and Kina (3)
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I gazed down at the two fallen mages.
Among them, the one with the blue bobbed hair—her emotions toward me flashed through my mind.
Anger. Vengeance. Hatred.
The mage named Floa whom I'd mentioned—she was her acquaintance.
Intense feelings born from that woman's death.
If I played this right, I could turn her into a valuable subordinate.
'I've racked up a ton of fame from this. Time to recruit more minions.'
Two hundred soldiers and two kingdom mages, wiped out effortlessly.
You have acquired Fame.
You have acquired Fame.
...
Dungeon rank upgraded: D → B
The dungeon's energy grows stronger.
The dungeon's fame begins to spread far and wide.
Slaughtering every last enemy was regrettable, but necessary.
At first, I'd considered sparing the soldiers—minus the mages—wiping their memories, and sending them back.
With Succubus Yulia's illusion magic, it might've worked.
But if I let them go, they'd just regroup as the kingdom's blade and come for me again.
Weakening their forces was essential.
That's why I ordered total annihilation.
"All enemies eliminated, Demon King."
Frederica stood before me, drenched in the soldiers' blood, with her gargoyle companion.
Rebecca and Amy were there too.
Their faces lit up, expectant of rewards.
"Any casualties?"
"Just a scratch on Rebecca's arm. But are you alright, Demon King?"
"It's nothing. It'll heal quick."
The wound from the two mages' combined assault was knitting together visibly before my eyes.
These were mages worth keeping.
Valuable enough to claim for myself.
'Together as a pair, they'd be even more effective.'
How could I twist their rage into submission?
Their emotions ran so deep—channel them right, and I'd have utterly loyal vassals.
As I pondered, Yulia spoke up.
"Corpses harboring deep grudges often return as even stronger beings, Demon King."
Her words carried that demonic ruthlessness, as if she'd read my mind.
"Not a bad idea."
Worth a shot.
If they wouldn't submit alive, I'd make them do so in death.
Yulia asked, "What should we do with them?"
"Bind them. Take them alive."
"Understood."
At Yulia's gesture, four goblins who'd watched the battle rushed forward and bound the two women.
"New faces."
"Goblins born from the captured holy knights last time."
No wonder they were taller than regular goblins.
"Grown that fast already?"
"Goblins mature differently from humans."
"I see."
Leaving the goblins to secure the mages, I turned to my battle-worn minions.
"As for today's rewards..."
They stared up at me with sparkling eyes, like puppies begging for treats. I met each gaze in turn.
I wanted to reward them all, but I needed to save some energy.
We had those mages to break in first.
"Amy, with me."
"Thank you! I'll give my all for you, Demon King—girl or no!"
"Tch."
"Lucky..."
I grabbed Amy's ass amid the others' dejected murmurs.
"Hah!"
When Rayleigh opened her eyes again, she was no longer in the dungeon where she'd fought her final battle.
A vast marble hall gleamed before her, far grander than the kingdom's own throne room.
"Wh-where...?"
Her arms were bound tight. At least her legs were free.
"Kina..."
Kina was bound the same way, still unconscious.
She remembered clashing with that so-called Demon King at the end...
'We lost.'
Captured by the enemy commander, failing the king's mission.
All because she couldn't control her emotions...
My fault.
All my fault.
She'd sworn to stay rational.
But hearing Floa's name snapped her restraint.
Damn it all.
Then, a woman's moan pierced the air as she stirred.
"Hah! Ohhh! Demon Kiiing!!!"
Atop the throne, legs splayed, a dark priestess clung to the Demon King.
Her black hair swayed as she rocked her hips wildly on her own.
How could a priestess move her waist like that—so lewd...
"Nngh!!!"
Primal, bestial mating driven by pure instinct.
No trace of reason anywhere.
For a rational mage like her, it was utterly incomprehensible.
'Not that I can talk... I lost it completely too.'
Rayleigh eyed the dark priestess's clerical robes, split twin crests on her chest.
The symbol commonly called the devil's mark—she wore it without shame.
Once a holy woman, now a depraved slut, hips grinding mindlessly on the Demon King.
'Knight Rebecca was the same...'
Even renowned dragonkin Frederica had changed strangely.
Her scales blackened, but Rayleigh knew what that meant.
She had the knowledge.
'Could it all be because of that Demon King...?'
Floa too, in the process...
Grit.
Her teeth ground together. She clenched her fists, reining in the surging rage.
"Nnghaaa!!"
The dark priestess convulsed, toes curling, then slumped.
White semen leaked from her pussy.
The mating's end.
The lewd post-coital scent assaulted Rayleigh's nose.
Any being weakens most right after sex.
Now's the time...
"Ancient ice, heed my..."
"Huh?"
Mana wouldn't gather.
Like squeezing an empty bucket—nothing came.
No spells. No mana at all.
"Awake?"
The Demon King's eyes from the throne fixed on her.
"Y-you... what is this...?"
"Special request. A barrier to seal your mana. Got a capable subordinate for it."
"Nngh..."
"Mages always think they're flawless, untouchable."
He propped the spent priestess against the throne and approached.
"S-stay back!"
"Powerless without mana, aren't you?"
One more step.
"You dog... too late. The kingdom knows everything. They sent us to investigate. No return? Expect a full extermination force soon."
Bluff.
The kingdom was still uncertain.
Just guessing something happened since the hero descended.
But the rest was true.
No return meant official forces inbound.
"No return, yeah."
"You don't mean...?"
"Why toss capable minions?"
Rayleigh's hunch was right.
All her foes...
Corrupted by him.
"You bastard..."
"I'll take that as praise."
His massive frame loomed closer.
Despairing helplessness enveloped her.
Fury at her utter powerlessness.
She'd fought for Floa's vengeance but lost control and failed.
If she'd fled and reported...
'Couldn't kill him myself, but vengeance would've succeeded...'
Tears blurred her vision.
Guilt over dragging Kina to her death consumed her.
'Sorry, Kina.'
But she wouldn't beg for her life like a worm under him.
She'd fought ready to die.
Useful enough for a subordinate spot.
Useless?
Death.
"I'd rather die than serve a dog like you!"
Rayleigh bit down on her tongue.
Grit!
Dizzying shock made her head spin.
"Gaaah!!!"
Plop!
A bloody chunk of flesh hit the floor.
The Demon King's face flickered with surprise.
The priestess, resting by the throne, trembled her legs and sprayed demonic energy onto Rayleigh's tongue.
The bleeding wound healed.
Biting off your tongue doesn't kill you.
Death comes when it swells, choking airways.
Rayleigh hadn't meant suicide.
Most mages needed incantations aloud.
Tongueless? Just mana-rich civilians.
Useless baggage.
So she'd severed her own weapon.
No path to survival anyway.
'Won't dance in your palm.'
Her bloodshot glare burned fiercer than any warrior's resolve.
"Impressive."
Self-mutilation.
I'd expected last-ditch resistance.
Meant to harness that rage.
'Mages, huh?'
Smart. Capable.
Made me want her more.
As she said, the kingdom sensed anomalies—enough to send this force.
But why? How?
All I'd done was spread rumors of a sex dungeon.
How'd they pinpoint me?
Not just missing mages.
Hero descended already?
'Has to be.'
Otherwise, no visit.
Bad luck. Real bad.
Hence, need for sharper minions.
"I like that rage. Get angrier. Hate me more."
She glared, uncomprehending.
"Amy, gag her and bind her legs."
"Yes, sir."
With her tongue healed by Amy, Rayleigh stared in confusion.
I flashed a sinister grin.
"Tormenting you isn't limited to one method."
I slapped Kina's cheek, rousing her.
"!!!!"
Rayleigh's eyes widened.
She knew what came next.
I tore Kina's clothes off before Rayleigh's eyes.
Riiip!
Kina's perky breasts spilled free.
Unlike her pale green hair, her nipples were a vivid pink.
Untouched peaks, pristine and alluring.
"Wh-what...?"
Now awake, Kina looked between us, bewildered.
"This selfish bitch brought this suffering on you. Blame me, not her."
"Wh-what's going...?"
Gagged, Rayleigh could only shake her head desperately, voiceless.
No tender foreplay.
Just violation to torment these women.
"Kyaaah! N-nooo!!!"
"Mmmph! Mmmph!!"
Kina thrashed futilely, arms bound.
Too panicked for spells.
Maybe she'd already sensed the mana seal and given up.
I pinched her virgin nipples, twisting.
"Hiiiik!!!"
Her pained cry tickled my ears.
But my gaze stayed on Rayleigh, wriggling like a maggot.
Amy dragged her forward coldly.
No matter her struggles, Rayleigh couldn't intervene.
"You brought this on yourself."
Rayleigh's eyes bulged with fury.
Powerlessness. Rage. Hatred. Sorrow.
A storm of emotions churned within.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
"D-don't... please stop... I beg you..."
Each of Kina's desperate pleas fueled Rayleigh's growing hatred.
"Sorry, no choices for you."
I rammed my saliva-slick cock—fresh from Amy's mouth—into Kina's pussy.
"Haaaah!!!"
Kina's heartbroken cry echoed through the hall as she lost her virginity to the Demon King.
The vast chamber resounded only with her defeated sobs of surrender.