Chapter 51
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: Demon King Bro! We Gotta Serve Youuu!!
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I'd actually expected Frederica to lose her patience and barge in.
She was the type who got excited from taking hits, after all, with her tough build.
But the ones who showed up were an unexpected pair.
Amy and Rebecca.
It was a bit puzzling that girls who seemed the least likely to do this had suddenly appeared.
They were devout priestess and holy knight, the kind who would desperately try to obey my every command.
"Didn't I say I wanted to bathe alone?"
I said to the two women as they entered through the door I'd opened.
"W-Well..."
They squirmed in unison, as if they'd rehearsed it.
Amy, who couldn't meet my eyes and kept twisting her body, spoke up first.
"L-Lately, you haven't been with us at all. You've only been spoiling the mages, and now you're all we have left... If you won't even look at us, then we'll..."
Rebecca nodded vigorously in agreement with Amy's words.
"Hmm..."
Due to their excessive faith, the two had become women who only had eyes for me.
One was a saintess candidate, the other a holy knight.
Their devotion had been strong to begin with, so their desire to rely on me was fiercer than most.
I'd planned to relax alone, though.
How could I rest with these two kittens sparkling with anticipation, willing to endure their own embarrassment just to cling to me?
Rebecca wore a white see-through dress that was practically nonexistent, while Amy's was the same style but in black.
These two, once noble holy knight and saintess candidate, were now fawning over me.
Every time they did, their breasts jiggled enticingly.
I caught glimpses of their nipples through the sheer fabric.
"Demon King..."
"Please..."
I watched quietly as the two desperately clung to my arms, their eyes gleaming.
"Th-Then, let us serve you, Demon King. If you end up satisfied, please torment our needy pussies however you like."
"Me too... If you torment these huge tits of mine..."
They were trembling uncontrollably, unable to calm down.
"Fine."
I'd originally planned to shoo them away.
They were beautiful women, sure, but interrupting my rest was unacceptable.
However, they had a point—their shivering desperation for me was hard to ignore.
I've been neglecting them while training the new mages.
"Go ahead and serve me. If it's satisfying, I'll treat those needy pussies like onaholes, just like you want."
At the word "onahole," both women's hips twitched simultaneously.
"Hnnngh..."
I wasn't sure if this world even had the word "onahole," but they knew.
They'd seen me pounding and tormenting Riley like a living onahole.
They understood exactly what it meant—no explanation needed.
"We'll do our best, Demon King."
They nodded eagerly.
The moment they finished speaking, Amy and Rebecca fetched water mixed with soap, lathered it up, and began rubbing it over their bodies, still in their see-through dresses.
"Lie down here, Demon King..."
While Amy applied the foam, I lay down on the soft mattress Rebecca had brought.
The movements were incredibly skilled.
The church surely hadn't taught them this.
"Who taught you?"
"Lady Yulia did... She said you'd love it."
"I see."
Of course it was Yulia.
She'd passed on proper succubus techniques.
Amy, now covered head to toe in soapy bubbles, climbed on top of me as I lay facing the ceiling.
The wet dress clung perfectly, outlining her seductive curves.
She gently swept her breasts over my entire body.
Her soapy tits enveloped me softly; the fabric's texture added a pleasant tickle.
While Amy soaped me up with her whole body...
"Demon King..."
Rebecca, mask off, parted her lips and pressed them to mine.
She focused on the kiss, extending her tongue and moving her lips.
The sensations from above and below made my head spin.
They'd learned well.
Even lying still, my cock throbbed insistently.
I'd underestimated the willpower of these faith-driven priestesses.
"Oh! Demon King, it's gotten so hard here already..."
The moment Amy's ass bumped against my cock, she flashed a lewd smile.
She seemed pleased at having gotten me erect.
"I'll make it feel even better."
Amy continued washing my body with her foamy form while teasing my cock with her ass.
Tap, tap, tap.
At first, it was light and fleeting.
As the massage continued, the touches grew bolder...
Sliiiide.
Now she stroked my shaft gently from her ass down to her pussy lips.
"Time to wash your legs."
As Amy moved downward, Rebecca naturally took over, rubbing my chest with her soapy body.
Prone to wash me, her pussy quivered right in front of my eyes.
Her hips swayed invitingly, as if begging to be sucked.
I grabbed them.
How could I hold back against temptation like this? That wouldn't be manly.
"Ah, Demon King..."
With Rebecca's voice full of ecstasy, I teased her pussy with my tongue.
"Hnnngh!!!"
Her hips bucked.
Squirt!
Just a light lick, and pussy juice gushed from her aroused slit.
I thought it was soapy water at first, but the taste said otherwise.
"Th-Thank you."
She thanked me mid-climax—adorably pathetic.
In response, I slapped her wet ass, watching it ripple like waves.
"Hnnnngh!!"
And right then...
"Mmm..."
Amy slipped my cock between her tits and started sucking the tip.
"Mmph, ahn, ong, eee-yesh."
Probably meant she was satisfying my cock.
I'd only planned on a wash, but their flashy techniques had me aroused before I knew it.
When a man's cock is hard, you gotta fuck a pussy.
Amy trying to satisfy me with her mouth-pussy, and Rebecca already a panting mess...
Looks like I'd have to satisfy our cute priestesses today.
"Amy."
"Hm?"
"Good work. Time for your reward."
"Ah..."
Amy's face lit up with joy.
"Bless this worthless priestess pussy with your grace, Demon King..."
"I wanna shake my hips..."
Amy wiggled her ass while Rebecca nuzzled my stomach, pleading.
That day, I bestowed my grace upon the two priestesses repeatedly.
"Aaaah... Demon King... It feels like I'm seeing heaven..."
"Demon King who descended to this land!!! Have mercy on this wretched bitch-pussy and grant it proof of your existence...!"
"Aaaah..."
Every thrust sent Amy and Rebecca into frenzied orgasms, desperately calling my name to anchor their minds.
Their gazes stayed fixed somewhere on the ceiling, unable to look away.
Hallucinations already would be a problem.
The Hero Sage's heart throbbed painfully from the strange discomfort and disgust emanating from the two mages who'd returned to the castle yesterday.
An instinctive revulsion.
A nagging sense that they shouldn't be forgiven kept pricking her nerves.
This had never happened before.
What was going on?
Deeming it suspicious, she tailed the two mages.
She followed them all day, but nothing seemed off.
Except...
"Haaahhh!!!"
The lewd moans from their house were too much for the inexperienced Sage.
So that's what they've been up to.
That explained why they'd been getting too close lately.
Still, she couldn't shake the unease.
Even now, in the meeting, the revulsion from them lingered.
Just looking at them made her blood boil.
This was weird.
Really weird.
I should report it.
The Knight Commander and the King would know.
He was the one who'd brought her here, after all.
"Commander."
"What is it?"
Knight Commander Bergio.
The kingdom's strongest knight, a Swordmaster.
The powerhouse who'd escorted the Hero Sage here to the castle.
He was her mentor and advisor.
"Master, it's about the kingdom's mages."
She told him about the sensations she'd felt and their relationship.
"Hmm, I see. Worth reporting."
Knight Commander Bergio accompanied Sage to an audience with the King.
"Hm, so that's how it is."
The King stroked his chin after hearing the report.
The Hero's intuition wasn't something to dismiss lightly.
Especially since the Hero with her power bestowed was now far beyond ordinary humans.
"We should verify it."
He'd sensed something off about them too.
Riley had handled reports until now, but since their return, Kina had inexplicably taken over.
Something happened.
He didn't know what, but the Hero's ominous feeling was a clue.
"Knight Commander."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Order those two back to the castle immediately."
"Understood."
And soon enough...
"You summoned us, Your Majesty?"
Kina and Riley knelt before the King.
"What happened in that dungeon?"
"We reported it before, but what's this about?"
"Are you lying to me?"
At the King's words, Kina's eyes widened.
"What do you mean?! Lying? As a kingdom mage and your subject, I've never once lied to you."
"You're not saying you've become the Demon King's limb, selling out the kingdom?"
Sage didn't believe it.
The moment Kina spoke, her senses screamed a warning.
She's lying right now.
"Can you prove it?"
"Yes."
The King leaned back as Kina replied confidently.
"Hero, Sage."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Do you have a way to check if Kingdom Mage Kina is lying?"
"Yes."
Shing.
Sage drew her holy sword.
"This holy sword will discern the truth."
If someone lied while holding the holy sword overhead, it would glow rainbow-bright.
"Mage Kina, do you intend to betray the kingdom?"
"No. I do not."
Kina straightened proudly.
The holy sword showed no reaction.
"Have you sold your soul to the Demon King and become his minion?"
"No. I have not."
No reaction.
"Were all your previous reports to me true? That the dungeon poses no danger and isn't a threat?"
"Yes."
Still no reaction from the holy sword.
What the hell?
But surely...
Her instincts were insisting.
That Kina was suspicious.
Yet the holy sword mercilessly contradicted her senses.
"Next, Riley. Do you intend to betray the kingdom...?"
Riley passed too.
Both mages showed no response to the test.
"Your honesty is proven. I trusted the Hero's senses, but... looks like they were wrong this time."
In the end, nothing happened.
As she listened to Bergio's sympathetic tone, Sage watched the two kingdom mages walk away.
"Our Hero sure is sharp."
"..."
Riley nodded.
"Lucky for us she only asked stupid questions."
Kina grinned.
She knew the Hero suspected them.
She even knew about the holy sword test.
The Hero probably didn't realize it, but the holy sword wasn't infallible.
Unlike spells with fixed formulas, it struggled to judge if the subject desperately believed their own truth.
A confession spell would have been more effective.
"I haven't sold my soul to the Demon King or anything. If anything, him conquering this kingdom would be better for the humans living here, right? Isn't that so, Riley?"
"Yeah. From a livestock perspective, the upper class's constant exploitation is ruining the kingdom's economy..."
"Enough, Riley. I didn't want to hear all that."
Kina had reported to the King with 100% honesty.
That was true.
The Demon King was no threat to her. Not someone to guard against.
If anything, he deserved praise and reverence.
The restrictions she'd placed on herself were solely to serve him loyally.
This was the error born from the gap between the King and her perception.
Unable to distinguish even this much.
Disappointing.
It just shows the holy sword's performance is lacking.
Proof that the Hero hadn't fully matured yet.
They should've tested it sometime, but this worked out fine.
"We've got something to report to the Demon King now."
Kina's steps lightened on the way back.
Riley recalled that even with the Demon King's essence inside her, the holy sword hadn't reacted.
Was that due to the sword's weak performance too?
Who knows.
"Your Majesty."
"Hero, what is it?"
"Please permit me to personally search the dungeon."