Chapter 78
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 78
Chapter Title: Demon King's Secretary Succubus Yulia (1)
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“Now that I've become the big sister, it'd be nice if you treated me with a bit more respect from now on.”
Railly looked down at Sage with a stoic gaze.
A sense of triumph radiated from her face, now standing in the victor's position.
“Ugh... Sage lost.”
Sage had fought hard too, but beating Railly—who executed the theories stored in her head with robotic perfection—was impossible.
Putting up that close of a fight was already her best effort.
In truth, if I hadn't had just a little more patience, Sage might have won.
But Sage's skills still fell short of testing my endurance.
“From now on, Railly's the big sister, so make sure you listen to her.”
“Yes...”
Sage's shoulders slumped dejectedly.
She was drained from failing to become the big sister—and from losing, period.
Her lips pursed and cheeks puffed out like a puppy soaked in the rain; it was downright adorable.
The urge to grab those soft, squishy cheeks and stretch them welled up in me.
I pulled the two naked sisters(?) into my arms and gently stroked their heads.
Railly and Sage, already spent from climaxing so much, pressed their bodies tightly against me as their ragged breaths steadied.
It had truly been delicious sex.
Their desperate desire to have even more of me made it taste all the better.
“Keep working hard for the kingdom like you did today.”
“Of course, Father.”
“I'll do my best, Papa.”
Holding the utterly dissimilar sisters close, I spent a peaceful night.
The Demon King's secretary—and succubus—Yulia had been in a foul mood lately.
And understandably so.
“There are too many women around Lord Demon King.”
It started with Amy, the saintess candidate turned dark priestess who founded the new Demon King cult.
Then the half-vampire adventurer Ariana; Rebecca, the former saintess knight now leading the Holy Witch Order; Frederica, fallen from dragonkin to dragon demon; the human mage Kina; and the lich Railly.
Fine.
That much was tolerable.
But then there was Vivian, transformed into an arachne, and even Sage, the former hero.
If you factored in all the knights he'd embraced to grow stronger, the number was staggering.
For a Demon King—for the lord who would one day rule countless demons and beasts—having many women was no big deal.
But the problem was that she, his secretary, was a succubus.
'At this rate, my reason for existing will vanish.'
She was the Demon King's secretary, a succubus meant to bolster his power and comfort him.
Her power had once been so immense that even past Demon Kings lost all their strength just from sleeping with her.
'But now it's different...'
If she embraced the Demon King now...
She could give him pleasure beyond any other woman.
The issue was...
“Yulia.”
“Yes, Lord Demon King.”
“I've heard there are still some resisting knights left. Is that correct?”
“Yes.”
“Bring five of them.”
“But, Lord Demon King...”
“Is there a problem?”
“No further orders?”
The Demon King looked at her with a puzzled expression.
“I don't quite follow.”
Lord Demon King gazed down at Yulia with a faint smile.
Propped on his chin, he stared as if he knew everything.
“If you need something, just say it.”
“Th-that's...”
Yulia bit her lip.
I want to do it with you, Lord Demon King.
Watching you have sex with your subordinates has left this pathetic succubus pussy soaking wet.
She wanted to say it.
But the words wouldn't come.
The reason was simple.
The other women had all mingled with him at his request—or so she believed.
They might have begged later, but their first times were all forced by the Demon King.
Yulia wanted that too.
It was a succubus's sexual preference.
Being forced into a messy ruin.
Arms and legs bound, vision sealed, ravaged against her will by the Demon King—how good would that feel?
That's why she suffered each time the others were forced, barely containing her heat.
She was jealous.
Jealous of those women writhing and moaning in submission beneath him.
She even projected herself onto Sage and Railly as they coupled with him.
Just imagining it then...
“Yulia?”
“Ah, it's nothing. Five, right?”
“Yes. Pick the five most resistant ones.”
“Understood.”
“Let go! You monsters!”
“Ahh, God... save us.”
“The kingdom will last forever! You traitors!”
“Mage, don't you remember me? It's Miju... We were friends. Why?”
The five female knights screamed and struggled against the ones binding them—other knights.
But no matter how much they yelled, their voices wouldn't reach them.
These knights, violated to their wombs by the Demon King, had crossed an irreversible river.
They were now part of his army, serving only him.
“Don't worry. You'll end up just like them soon enough.”
“Our loyalty is unbreakable!”
“We will never fall!”
Ah, foolish humans.
Forgive their arrogant words, Lord Demon King, for they have yet to taste your greatness.
“Lucky you.”
“What?”
“Ignorant fools like you will soon receive Lord Demon King's grace.”
“What nonsense is that?!”
Yulia just smiled at the brown-haired knight's outburst.
“Be grateful. He's about to show you a new world.”
A chance I haven't even gotten.
Me, who knows his grace and greatness, denied it still.
“You'll know soon enough.”
She envied them.
Even these pathetic knights.
“Lord Demon King, I've brought them as ordered.”
“Ah, good.”
“Demon King!!!”
“I'll kill you!”
“P-please spare me...”
That attitude would vanish soon too.
“Yulia.”
“Yes.”
When he called her name, her heart leaped.
Was it finally her turn?
It was taking forever, but his body wasn't one to embrace lightly anyway.
If she could hold him now...
It would be the best day ever.
“Aren't you leaving?”
“Ah.”
But his response was cold.
No.
This wouldn't do.
“Lord Demon King.”
“What is it?”
“I... I want to be with you too.”
“...”
But his expression wasn't bright.
As if she still wasn't enough.
“Not yet. Come back when you truly need it.”
“Lord Demon King...”
“I said leave.”
His firm words made Yulia tremble.
“I-I'm sorry.”
Bowing her head, she left immediately.
She knew better than anyone that nothing she said would work now.
Head still lowered, Yulia hurried out the door.
“It won't be long now.”
I watched her leave with regret and thought.
Soon.
The moment Yulia truly desired it would come quickly.
Sending her away, I turned to the five shackled knights.
Terror in some eyes, rage in others, resignation in a few.
I pointed to the one baring her teeth in fury.
The brown-haired knight thrashed and screamed the moment she saw me.
The knights who'd lost themselves to me after being ravished grabbed her arms and dragged her forward.
“Let go, you bastards!”
Her shrill voice rang out in defiance.
The fiercer the resistance, the better she would taste.
I gripped her cheek and stared into her eyes.
“Show me once. The true desire hidden in your heart.”
Since ravishing the hero, I could read weak-willed women just from their eyes.
Or rather, the desires buried deep within.
I drew out the knight's hidden desire.
A woman's moan echoed.
I saw the knight being forcibly taken by a man.
Her throat strangled, she writhed and begged for mercy.
She spread her legs to survive.
It was a memory from her inexperienced days—raped by another knight.
“Ho? So you were once forced by fellow knights. The type who whips herself out of fear of her weakness?”
“H-how do you...?”
“Barbarian medieval humans must have seen women as lesser. Knights abandoning chivalry—quite the joke, no?”
“Shut up.”
“So you desperately honed yourself to beat men...”
“Stop. Please, stop!”
“That prickly attitude is just your defense mechanism to forget that day.”
“Ahh, please...”
Her face twisted.
Mentioning her buried past began crumbling her will.
“It's fine. That old wound won't torment you anymore. I'll save you. It'll all wash away soon.”
Pain fades with even greater pleasure.
I peered into her mental barrier.
Her lust.
Her hidden cravings.
Ho?'
Resisting the memory read, the next vision revealed it all.
That day of violation.
The knight had climaxed in earnest, reveling in domination's pleasure.
A sensation masturbation or normal sex could never provide.
“Self-loathing ruined you. There's no shame in being honest about pleasure. Nor in ecstasy from submission.”
I lightly gripped her throat.
A slender neck that would snap with the slightest force.
“I'll give you pleasure intense enough to erase that memory.”
“Khup.”
Terror and anticipation mingled in her eyes as she looked at me, throat constricted.
The tri-nation summit between the Heteroace Alliance and the Roman Kingdom.
Empire, Heteroace Alliance, Roman Kingdom.
In a small village where the Heteroace Alliance and Roman Kingdom shared a border.
The Alliance sent five elders, including Elder Council Head Diana.
The Roman Kingdom sent King Richard VII, Count Jones, and three nobles.
“The Empire's delegation hasn't arrived yet?”
Diana asked, eyeing the empty Empire seat.
“Seems not. Like the Alliance, they sent one, but it was turned away without reply.”
“...”
Fools.
Why refuse to unite?
A sturdy kingdom fell in under a year.
Small compared to the Empire, Roman, or Alliance, but their unity let them stand as an independent nation.
And they were wiped out.
Even with a hero!
“Is the Empire waiting for us to weaken the Demon King's forces?”
“Can't say their intent, but it's possible.”
“Why no sense of crisis?”
“They've ruled the continent for 200 years. Probably think the Demon King is no match.”
“Such idiots!”
Diana lamented the Empire leaders' folly.
Human lifespans are short.
At most 80 years.
200 years is three generations for them.
But for elves—high elves living over 1,000 years—200 was brief.
Yes.
The Empire rose in 100 years to dominate, ruling under its laws for another 200.
Kingdoms were independent, but combined barely matched it.
Their confidence made sense.
But 100 years before the Empire's founding—300 years ago.
When Diana was a young elf.
She had seen it.
How strong and terrifying the Demon King was.
The mage nation ruling the continent exhausted itself against him and fell.
Its brilliant civilization crumbled to the Demon King's army.
Only alliances, heteroraces, and dragons united could drive them back.
Young Diana witnessed it all.
She remembered clearly.
The terror of the Demon King.
But forgetful humans had all erased it.
How fearsome he was.
“We must stop the Demon King's army before it grows further. We need the Empire's help. Alone, we're not enough.”
“But as you know...”
Richard VII stroked his beard with a troubled smile.
“I'll go to the Empire.”
“Lady Diana!”
“Why such a decision...”
300 years is long.
Even among long-lived heterorace elders, few survived the Demon King's advent.
Diana alone had seen him.
The rest didn't know.
She had to tell them.
The Demon King was a threat to all.
“I'll get them to the table. Please delay the summit just a bit.”
Richard VII smiled gently.
“If the Elder Head will do what we couldn't, no reason to stop you. See you here in a month, then.”
“Agreed.”
The first summit ended fruitlessly.
Diana's group soon departed for the Empire.